Sorry this is only a short filler chapter. Hopefully it's okay!
"We need to move him." Nick tells me.
"I know," I simply reply, knowing there's no other option.
"The car, was the car out there or not?" He asks me as I shake my head and see him trying to think of something, anything to get us out of this mess.
"Right, here's the key." He places it in my hand as I look up in confusion.
"You stay here and I will be back as soon as I can. Lock the door after I've left, okay?"
That's all he says. I can't even stop him before he's left through the door of the bistro. I quickly lock the door as I step back through to the main part of the bistro.
The smashed glass from the table still remains along with the remanence of blood smeared across the floor and I can see into the office where his body is lying still and lifeless.
The door is locked but I don't feel safe. I can't.
Not like this.
In this room.
Alone.
Except I'm not alone.
Not really.
Because he is here with me. I think he may always be. Just life Frank.
I'll carry the memory of him, the memory of what I did forever. I know I'll never get over it, his face, his touch, the feeling of his skin on my mine, the look in his eyes, the blood.
His blood.
Suddenly, I hear a loud knock at the door as I start to panic about who it might be. Leanne. Robert. The other two robbers. Anyone who could find out the truth.
I breathe a sigh of relief as I hear a familiar voice.
"Carla, it's Nick."
I grab the keys and run over towards the door before pulling it open, anxiously and throwing my arms around Nick as he guides me back inside.
"Hey, hey, you're okay. You're okay." He soothes me as I cuddle into his chest, feeling, once again, safe in his arms although I know it won't be for long.
As he gently pulls away, I know we have to act fast.
I barely register he's walked away as I feel so empty without him.
Like I'm just nothing.
I step out of the way as Nick struggles dragging the body slowly along the floor before reaching the door and peering out of the door.
I stay still, unable to move. Like I'm just fixed to the ground. Everything is so surreal.
In just one night, my life has completely changed. I will be carrying this guilt, these memories around forever.
I look up as Nick enters the room again.
"Come on, we've got to go take him."
"Okay," I reply as I start to walk towards him and the door.
I just hope that we can move past this. Maybe we can live a normal life together and just forget this night ever happened.
Maybe.
Sorry it was only short. Please review and let me know what you think and if you are wanting any of my other fics particularly to be updated and I will try my best. Thank you so much for reading!
