My new story (: Not sure how long it's going to go on for. Takes place five years after Sophie's betrayal and Sian's departure.
Disclaimer: I don't own Coronation Street, just my idea.
Rain lashed against the cobbles of the street that was home to so many, workplace to others and to one individual, the place she had fallen in love. It had been the place she had walked hand in hand with the girl she'd never forgotten. The girl who had lived on the cobbles all her life and worked there too, along with the others in her family.
Sian was soaked to the skin from her place just out of the shelter of the bus stop. Lights shone out of the windows of the all too familiar, yet far too strange homes she had once passed each day on her way to college. How things had changed since those days, eh?
Sian had only been in her second year of college when it had happened; since it had all gone wrong. She took in a deep breath through her nose and pulled the hood of her hoodie lower over her brow, defending her blonde hair from the torrential weather.
Since she'd been here last she'd moved back in with her father. She had lied and told him she had been the one whom had ended it with Sophie. She told him she was no longer a lesbian, or a freak, or the things she had been called by him last time they'd encountered.
It had been hard to start with: the lonely nights without Sophie but she hurt too much to let herself dwell on them. That bitch wasn't worth her tears but she consumed every nightmare, every dream, every fucking thought that Sian had for months afterward. Slowly but surely this had changed and wounds began to mend. Sian finished college with adequate grades and applied for university.
She'd managed to get into one in Birmingham and had taken a three year course in History and philosophy. She'd buckled down and saved the partying for times when she knew she could afford to not wake up the next day. Since, she'd been in and out of work for a few companies but nothing permanent. At twenty one, life wasn't looking too bad.
She breathed out softly through plump lips, watching at the carbon dioxide condensed and formed a cloud of white mist in the cold air. She stepped off the kerb and pushed her hands into the pockets of the black leather jacket she had donned over the top of a nice, cosy hoodie. It hadn't been easy over the years but slowly, Sian had come to realise that she had the moral high ground.
The only problem was, she took a deep breath and began to walk toward the warmth of the Rovers, why on earth was she back on Coronation Street? #
The place where four years ago her heart had been crushed for the first and last time.
A good old song from The Scriptplayed over the radio as Sian entered the pub she had never entered more than a couple of times when she'd lived and walked upon this street. She paused for a few seconds, wondering whether her being here felt right or not but she wasn't doing anything wrong. She took in a deep breath and moved toward the bar. An all too familiar face met her gaze when she leant on the worktop.
"What can I get ya?" The dark haired woman began before blinking and standing up straight. "Well Sian Powers, don't you look all grown up," Tina said happily as she gave the blonde a wide smile. "An' soakin' wet, love. 'Ere give me ya coat, I'll put it on radiator out back," Sian stood still for a few seconds, watching as Tina rolled her eyes and made a more insistent gesture with her hand. "I know it's been a while an' all but you can trust me to put your hoodie on a radiator," Tina scoffed. With a sigh, Sian slipped off her leather jacket and laid it across one of the stools before yanking her soaked hoodie over her head and handing it to Tina.
The McIntyre girl was back in seconds and found Sian sitting on her stool, picking at the slowly deteriorating sleeves of her all too faithful jacket. Sian had only run into Tina on a few brief occasions but they were both who they were and had the one they love leave with another woman. Still, couldn't do any harm to just catch up could it? Sian sat for a while, just sipping on her wine when Tina tapped her on the arm and gestured toward the door into the house behind. Sian swallowed down the rest of the wine and wound round the bar after her.
"S'late now, anyone that comes in will know to jus' give me a bell," Tina explained as she led them both into the attached house and flopped down into one of the chairs around the table. Sian glanced around. She hadn't been in here before so she couldn't say whether it had changed or not. In fact, she hadn't been in many people's house on Coronation Street apart from the Webster's, Ryan's and James'. God, those times were years ago now. "Long time since you bin 'ere," Tina commented idly as she pulled her hair out of her messy bun. Sian watched idly as she put it back up into a ponytail.
"Guess it has," Sian breathed as she glanced down at her slightly cold fingers. "Wasn't somewhere I wanted ta stay, ya know?" Tina nodded firmly and ran her fingertips over the table. "An' before you ask, I don't know why I'm back, I just am," Her eyes hit the sofa by the window. It wasn't to see Sophie. She sighed again and rubbed her forehead with her palm.
"I dint really know you when you was 'ere Sian, nor Soph," Tina explained quietly. Sian shrugged. "But I know what happened," Sian's gaze shot up, her eyes narrowing. She then laughed and waved her hand.
"That was five years ago, stuffs got to have moved on since then, right Tina?" She folded her hands and placed her chin atop them. "So tell me,"
Half an hour, and two bottles of WKD later, Sian was pretty much up to date on most of the happening. Turns out Tracy and Steve had been blessed with their little twins, calling one Peppa and the other Luke. They would be kids by now. God, how time had passed. Julie had moved out of the city with Brian. Other trivial things had happened such as a rough patch with Roy's rolls but nowt much else. There was however a family she hadn't asked about. Tina let out a low breath and set her glass down. Turns out she and Dr Carter had been together on and off for a while now but she wasn't sure what was happened. David and Kylie were surprisingly still together, while Leanne had divorced Peter after discovering he had participated in a few nights with Carla.
"How are Kevin and Sally?" Sian asked softly. She wanted to know. She didn't need to care. It had been years ago it had all happened. It meant nothing now.
"Flamin' married again," Tina scoffed. Sian laughed and ran a hand through her hair. "Jack's a right little tyke and looks jus' like Sop-" Tina froze. Sian rolled her eyes and set her glass down heavily.
"So he looks like Sophie?" Sian said clearly, emphasising the fact she didn't care. Tina nodded and brushed some hair off her face.
"Yeah, bit of a monster too," Tina muttered against the rim of her glass. "Sally seems to have just accepted it, still surprises us all how she took him back but this flamin' fishbowl will ruin anyones gossip given long enough," Sian breathed out through her nose and gestured for more drink. Tina poured her some then continued. "Rosie and Jason moved to London, she actually made the big time, good on her," Tina stopped and set her glass down. "Sally's still at Underworld," She glanced at her drink. Four members down, one to go.
"And Sophie?" Sian asked in very much the same clear manner. She didn't care! It was beneath her now.
"She works in the city, got a degree at Uni and all that, she straightened out after you left," Tina paused. "Well not, like, straight," Sian smirked. Tina pushed some hair back. "I think she's good,"
"I'm glad," Sian said with a smile as empty as her heart had been five years ago.
Revieeewww me lovelys :D