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He wasn't sure how long he'd sat there, with her body held firmly in his arms, but there came a point where reality hit him and he knew he had to return home.
He'd left her with a strong cup of of coffee a soft kiss to her forehead, promising he wouldn't be long, he'd come back.
And he meant it. He didn't want to run anymore. He'd spent far too much time ignoring the way he felt, and it pained him to realise if he'd accepted his feelings just a few weeks ago, the women he loved so deeply wouldn't have been rendered to the quivering, paranoid shell of the women she'd once been.
His stomach had twisted into aching knots as he took what seemed to be a longer than normal walk home. His lips were dry and his heart was beating hard in his chest; it was time to face the music.
He couldn't pretend everything was okay. As he walked in to his flat, to be greeted with at first, a steely glare, and then a bitter stream of anger and aggression from his wife, he knew it wasn't the time to lie, the time to cover up what he'd done.
'Before you ask, yes, I've been at Carla's..' he said once she'd calmed down enough to give him a moment to speak.
'We can't go on like this Leanne, we can't' Peter said as Leanne's face paled, her features drawn into a mixture of shock and disbelief.
'What do you mean, Peter, we're married, we're happily married!" she said shaking her head over and over again.
'I don't want this! I want something else, this.. us, it's not a happy marriage' Peter admitted as tears spilled from Leanne's eyes.
'W.. what? How can you say this, you love me.. you love me' Leanne said breaking down.
'I loved you. I did.. but things changed.. they do don't they Leanne.. they change and I've tried so so hard, but I can't do this anymore, I can't live a lie' Peter said feeling the tears building up in his eyes.
'It's her isn't it. It's that two faced fucking whore!' Leanne snapped, the tears suddenly ceasing and her upset being replaced with anger.
'Don't call her that, don't you dare call her that. You know what she's been though' Peter said as Leanne nodded, enraged.
'Didn't even deny it. So how long has it been going on? You get with her before she was 'raped'?' Leanne said mockingly.
'You know this is why I fell in love with her, and out of love with you. You can be so vile sometimes' Peter said disgusted with the way Leanne constantly made out Carla had been lying.
'Me? ME VILE? How about that slut of a girlfriend of yours. The one who's been chasing you like some desperate dog for months?' Leanne said feeling the tears returning.
'You know what. I wanted to do this in a adult manner, but you're not going to be able to cope with that, I'm leaving now, you can stay here as long as you want, but she needs me, more than you ever did' Peter said standing up.
'And what about me eh? What about your son? Already conveniently forgotten about him, about your family?' Leanne said breaking down once more, tears streaming down her reddened cheeks.
Peter spun around in a flash. 'No, I haven't forgotten about him. He's my world, he's my priority, but I can't pretend I'm happy in this marriage. Neither are you. It's strained, full of lies, there's no.. no trust' Peter said as Leanne shook her head
'We can get through it, we can, we can move away, just me you and Si, it could be perfect..' Leanne said desperately.
'Leanne, you know that's not true. It can never be perfect, not when I'm in love with someone else' Peter said as Leanne bit her lip and tried to stop the tears by squeezing her eyes shut.
'I hate her, I hate her so much.. she's ruined everything' Leanne said, though her words weren't clear through her muffled tears.
'I'm sorry.. I'm sorry' Peter said sensing he should go, go and be with her.
