McQueen House: 15th October 2014
The McQueen house was weirdly quiet. The house was usually full of noise and commotion due to its overly-full capacity. However this morning, Mercedes and Carmel were the only ones in the house awake. They were busy cleaning up after the Chinese takeway that the family had eaten the night before, yet failed to clean up after. While Carmel had dug right into the mess, Mercedes was wincing with disgust as she scraped the now hard and smelly remnanents of her mother's chicken satay. Then Carmel started singing - "Hey danced in the morning when the sun came up...". Mercy, already annoyed about cleaning up the mess, was in no mood to less to her younger sister's religious renditions.
"Oi missus, you'd better shut up or tomorrow morning our Lord won't have the option to dance when the sun comes up" piped Mercedes.
"Excuse me now Mercy but you can't be saying stuff like that about the Lord" replied Carmel, upset about what her sister had just said.
"Carm, I can say what I bloodly like."
"Oh really can ya...well let's see how much your mouth will say after this." And with that Carmel splashed a small wave of soapy water onto Mercedes.
"You lil' bitch"
Before Carmel could blink her eyes, Mercedes had splashed her back, with a wave twice a big. Of course, Carmel responded to Mercedes' attack and so it turned into a back-and-forth splash session. The two sisters had started laughing, having fun with the situation. Because of this however, they failed to notice a teary-eyed Porsche walk through the creaky red door that acted as the entrance to the house. Just as Mercedes was about to dunk Carmel's head into the soapy water, she noticed Porsche sniffling on the couch - where she had been sitting for at least two minutes.
"Jesus Porsche you scared me. What happened to ya" said Mercedes, in order to sound sympathetic. Porsche didnt' speak a word and instead just continued to cry. That's when Carmel, the truly sympathetic one, sprang into action.
"Oh honey, what's wrong?" asked Carmel as she made her way over and sat down beside Porsche, bringing her cousin in for a hug.
"It...It...It was all because of Trevor?" cried Porsche frantically.
"What was all because of Trevor?" enquired Carmel, while Mercedes began to make herself a cup of tea. Porsche remained silent for a brief moment, before turning her face to show her cousins the bruises she had on her neck and shoulder.
"Oh my God! You got beaten up pretty badly haha" laughed Mercedes. Carmel sharply turned around with fury, giving her older sister a stern look that crept into Mercy's soul. She then returned her attentions to Porsche.
"Honey, why did Trevor to do this to ya?"
"It...It...It wasn't Trevor...it was...was gr-gr-Grace"
"You're kidding, Grace Black attacked you. Whatever for" asked a Mercedes, simply to satisfy her own curiosity.
"It doesn't matter" whispered Porsche, desperately trying to hold back her tears.
"Whatcha mean It don't matter. Of course it matters."
Porsche won't budge and refused to give any further information.
"Porsche c'mon tell us why Grace did this to ya, or we'll have to go ask her ourselves" said a stern Mercedes.
"Well I'm mean Mercedes will be speaking to Grace alone cos well am she kind of scares me but anyways I would like if you told us what's wrong Porsche. I mean did ya sleep with Trevor and Grace found out" said Carmel, who was still holding Porsche in her arms.
Porsche looked at both her cousins, who both stared back at her: Carmel stared lovingly, while Mercedes stared at Porsche like she was her prey. Finally Porsche began to speak.
"I'm pregnant" she said softly.
"YOU'RE WHAAT" screamed both Carm and Mercy in accidental unison. The two sisters were shocked at their cousin's admission but things only got worse from there because Porsche followed that statement with "...and I told Grace that Trevor was the father". Carmel and Mercedes looked at each other - they were in some deep shit now.
Hollyoaks High School
John Paul walked the corridors of the school building before he started teaching his first class. He was teaching Year 11 English first. It wasn't his favourite class to teach as he felt the students weren't interested in any bit of the subject and so they didn't engage in class. What's worse was he had fought with Ste that morning. The engaged couple had squabbled over their wedding plans which quickly turned to Ste jumping to conclusions of John Paul not wanting to get married - which was ludicrous. However, more and more as every day passed, John Paul started to wonder maybe if he didn't want to marry Ste. As John Paul was pondering on his life, he had become absent from his surroundings and ended up bumping into Principal Blake's new assistant. The immediate sound of books crashing to the floor caused John Paul to snap back into reality.
"Oh I'm so sorry, I was just caught up in my own world" apologised John Paul. "The name's John Paul by the way. I teach English" added John Paul as he stuck out his hand for Scott to shake. Scott raised up from picking up his books and was completely taken aback by John Paul's beautiful appearance. "Am I'm Scott. Scott Drinkwell. I'm Patrick...I mean Mr Blake's new assistant" said Scott as he quickly grabbed John Paul's hand to shake it.
"Well that's a very firm handshake" said John Paul before Scott finally let go of his hand. Scott quickly moved his hand away from John Paul before slightly blushing.
"Well am I better go. Mr Blake, as you probably know, doesn't like to be kept waiting." Scott then walked past John Paul, smiling to himself after his interaction with such a handsome man, while John Paul found himself staring at the new assistant bum as he walked away from the English teacher. John Paul was quickly snapped out of his trance when he heard the class bell ring, signalling for him that he was late for his class.
McQueen Residence
Carmel was pacing frantically around the kitchen.
"I mean what are we gonna do Merc. Grace is gonna kill us. And I mean I can't die, I'm pretty sure Sonny is gonna propose soon and I really wanna get married."
"Ok Carm calm down. This isn't our problem - it's Porsche's. If she was smart she wouldn't have said anything about her baby's paternity but unfortunately for her she did, and now she's gonna have to deal with the consequences" said Mercedes, who a lot more calm than Carmel. Porsche's face was as pale as a sheet and she had big red eyes due to the constant tears running down her face. She was lying down on the couch and was feeling like the world around her was crumbling to pieces.
"I mean look her Carmel. She needs to just get up, get on with her life and quit this whole The Woe is Me attitude" ranted Mercedes as he picked up her handbag. As she was walking out the door, Carmel began to shout at her - "But Mercedes we are McQueens. We LOOK AFTER our own". Unfortunately, Mercedes wasn't listening to Carmel and had proceeded trough walk out the door without batting an eyelid.
Once Mercedes had left, Porsche started to raise up from her position on the couch. Carmel looked at her with sadness as she saw tears fill up in her younger cousin's eyes.
"Oh Porsche" Carmel made her away over and gave her cousin another hug. Just then Theresa pounded down the stairs, her footsteps being heard from all across Chester. The heavily pregnant blonde beauty was eagerly awaiting to pop out her second baby. She still hadn't gotten back to used to normal life, after being banged up for seven months thanks to Sonny Valentine. Therese was torn on her feelings about her cousin's newest boyfriend. On one hand Sonny had gotten Theresa arrested for his brother Calvin's murder but then on the other hand Theresa had killed Calvin, and Sonny had played a key part in getting Theresa out of jail. Theresa walked straight over to the freezer to give into her craving of ice cream, not even taking any notice of her two cousins on the couch.
"Hello? Theresa? Earth to Theresa?" called Carmel
"Oh hey Carmel, hey Porsche"
After this Porsche stood up from the couch and ran upstairs to the bathroom, most likely to get sick.
"What's all that about?" asked Theresa as she munched on her chocolate ice cream.
"Ah it's nothing major"
"Ok fine, don't tell me"
"Am Theresa, aren't you gonna thank me for taking Kathleen-Angel to nursery this morning?"
"Oh my god I completely forgot, I overslept. Thanks so much Carmel you're a life-saver" said Theresa, this time making her way to the cupboard to get a packet of chocolate biscuits.
"Yeah well I don't mind. I love little Kathleen-Angel."
The two were soon joined by Carmel's boyfriend Sonny as he walked in through the backdoor.
"Am Sonny I thought you were at work?" questioned Carmel.
"I just...am...forgot my lunch." said Sonny before kissing his girlfriend on her cheek. Theresa then proceeded to make fake vomit sounds. "The two of ye make me sick haha" joked Theresa.
"You're just jealous that Carmel has a this sexy god of a boyfriend, while you just have no one" fired back Sonny. Theresa looked at her daughter's uncle with anger hiding behind the back of her eyes. Before she could say anything, however, Carmel reminded Sonny that he was gonna be late and basically pushed him out of the door, kissing him just as he left. When she turned around she saw that Theresa was not all too pleased.
"I can't stand that man. Why are ya with him Carmel."
"Because I love him Theresa, and the two of ye need to try and get on for my sake as well as Kathleen-Angel's, because he's gonna be in her life whether you like it or not". Carmel then gave a little look at herself in the mirror before walking towards the front door. Theresa was busy mocking Carmel while also digging into the packet of chocolate biscuits.
Carmel was just about the open the door when someone from the opposite side knocked on it. Acting on instinct, Carmel opened the door, presuming it was one of the Hollyoaks local. So she was then pleasantly surprised to see a tall, muscular, bearded man looking back at her.
"Hi is this Porsche Campbell's house?" asked the mystery man.
"Well am there's I've of no Porsche Campbell. But my cousin Porcshe McQueen is upstairs" replied Carmel. The man smiled before gesturing if he could come in, to which Carmel obliged.
"Am whose this lovely fella?" questioned Theresa, now eating her fourth chocolate biscuit.
"Ah I'm looking for Porsche"
"Yeah but why?" asked Theresa.
"Well am..am..am" the man stuttered as both Carmel and Theresa stared at him looking for answers. "I'm her...I mean..we..are..."
"...GET THE FUCK OUT OF THIS HOUSE" interrupted a loud voice from the top of the stairs. It was Porsche. The man stood still while Porsche ran down the stairs.
"Did ya not here me Lockie. I said GET OUT" said Porsche, now standing right up against the man - aka Lockie.
"Porsche c'mon you're my wife. We should be together" pleaded Lockie.
"Hold up. You're MARRIED" said a confused Carmel.
"Stay out of this you two. Go on leave" shouted Porsche as she waved her hands signalling for her cousins to make a quick getaway. "You too Lockie. LEAVE"
"I'm not leaving Porsche. I love you too much."
"Bullshit Lockie. If you loved me so much, you wouldn't have cheated on me - with a MAN." After hearing that, Carmel and Theresa dropped all intentions and leaving and sat straight down on the couch to learn more about Porsche and her mysterious secret husband, much to the arguing couple's chagrin.