Nick looked up at the bath room door and walked over to it, he could hear her silent cry. The cry she was trying to keep in, he knew she needed him. He placed his hand on the door handle to find the door was locked.

He took a deep breath and knocked on quietly, "Carla." He whispered as he placed his forehead against the freezing cold door. The silence killed him, "Right..." He paused, "Carla, I'm kicking it down."

She opened the door instantly, "Nick." She whispered looking down at the floor, he pulled her into his embrace without hesitation and placed a kiss on her forehead. The feeling of his lips against her skin made her feel pure. Clean.

As he looked into the bathroom a tear rolled down his face, he could see the empty tablets in the corner of the room. He pulled her out of his embrace and grabbed the side of her face and pulled it to look up at him, "How many have you taken?" He said seriously. He didn't want to believe it. He wouldn't believe it. "Carla!" He began to shout, he placed his hands on her shoulders and began to shake her. "How many." He said as a tear fell down his cheek.

"I don't know Nick." She muttered as she tried to walk away. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into the bathroom, "What are you doing?" She cried, tears plummeted down her cheeks as he lifted up the toilet seat and pulled her body down beside it.

"Stay there." He said sternly as he ran out of the bathroom to go and get some salt water, as he entered again with the glass in his hand Carla sighed and looked in his eyes, he looked so desperate to save her. But this time she didn't want saving.

"Drink it now." He said passing her the glass, she looked down at it and began to cry even more, "Carla." He screamed making her jump, he could see she was getting scared but he didn't care, he couldn't leave her and let her overdose.

He snatched the glass out of her hand and attempted to pour the substance down her throat himself, as the glass came close to her mouth she backed away causing some to fall on to her, "I don't want to be here Nick." She cried placing her head in her hands. "Let me go." She begged.

He wiped her tears away and placed the glass down on the floor, "Carla we don't have time for this." He said sharply as he wiped her tears away, "I can't let you do this." He picked up the drink again and forced it down her, "It will get better. I promise." He sobbed. Tears fell down his face as he lifted the glass, he didn't like the thought of forcing her to do something, but he had to. He couldn't lose her.

As she swallowed the liquid she began to be sick, he picked up her hair and held it out of her face whilst he rubbed her back. He sighed in relief, he picked up the nearby towel and wiped her face. "I'm sorry." He whispered pulling her back into his grasp, "I couldn't let you do that." He said as he placed a kiss on her hair, her head in his chest she sobbed uncontrollably.

He lifted her body into his arms and placed her in the bed, as he tucked her in he placed a kiss on her lips and placed his palm on her cheek, "I'm going to feed Catrin and then we're going to talk, okay?" She nodded her head and turned her back to him.

She couldn't see that his heart was breaking as well. She couldn't see how useless he felt. She couldn't see how he was beating himself up about not being able to protect her. She could only see how it had effected her.

As he got back into the bed beside her he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her body into his. He placed a kiss on the side of her head and rested his head on her shoulder, "Carla, look at me." He whispered, she turned to face him and began to break down, "Don't cry." He said pulling her onto his chest and placing kisses in her hair, "Please don't cry." He said as a tear fell down his cheek.

As they lay in complete silence Carla looked up at Nick and sighed, she knew deep down he only did what he did because he cared about her. "I'm sorry." She whispered as she took hold of his hands, "It all got a bit much, I just didn't know how to cope."

As a piece of hair fell across her face he tucked it behind her ear and smiled, "It's okay, it's not your fault it's-" She cut him off instantly, she couldn't bear to hear his name, especially not right now.

"Nick don't, don't say his name." She said as she shook her head, he nodded his head and wiped away the new tears that had appeared on her face. "How am I going to get through this Nick?" She said weakly as if she had already given up.

"I'm going to fix you, me you and Catrin were leaving." He said looking over at Catrin, Carla's head shot up as the words emitted his mouth.

"What do you mean were leaving? What about the Bistro, Underworld. Bethany, Chelle." She said curiously, "We can't just leave Nick." She said dishearteningly.

"You cant stay here Carla, not if you're not going to tell the police. We need to sort your head out." He said as he pulled her back down beside him, "We'll come back, don't worry." He said as her head hit his chest.