She lets me in and I take a deep breath before stepping through the main door and heading up the stairs. I am only shocked when I reach the door and see her stood there. Behind her like her shadow is Tony Gordon and it makes my blood boil. She is naked head to toe and just seeing him with his hand's about to touch her exposed flesh makes my skin crawl. Jealousy fills me as I slowly approach the doorway and I know I am frowning hard as I do, so hard in fact my brow actually aches. I storm inside and slam the door shutting the rest of the apartment block and world out. Nervous but itching for a fight whether it be physical or verbal I look to Carla, who is now trying to hide her body from me and I lick my lips nervously as I shuffle uncomfortably on the spot and then look up at Tony. He is smirking and I snarl just waiting for him to say what I know he is dying to but eventually his silence is more effective at winding me up.
"What's going on?" I moodily question, carefully making sure to direct the question at Carla by looking at her again but she avoids eye contact with me by quickly looking away. She does not want to answer me and I sense that she might actually be ashamed that I have caught her sleeping with someone else even though we are not exclusive or official or anything like that.
"Nothing that concerns you!" Tony coldly returns in answer as he narrows his evil eyes at me. I don't appreciate him speaking on her behalf.
Feeling myself getting all choked and emotional I look back to Carla and my state comes out through my broken speech, "Carla?" her name is all I use to question her.
She shakes her head, looking more than embarrassed but with a cool confidence that she always has about her, even in the most difficult of situations she folds her arms and hurries away to the bedroom. This is where I would usually go after her and make her see sense, caress her beautiful soft skin with my hands and end up making love to her. Well that is what I am sensing anyway and I have the urge but with Tony blocking my path I am forced to rethink. He is frowning at me hard and obviously is blaming me for Carla's upset. He is wrong though, it is him who is upsetting her, I know it is.
"Leave Liam" I order him. I keep my tone cool and calm and hope he takes heed of the warning. I would hate to have to force him out or worse. He continues though to stand his ground with that unattractive stroppy teenager look he always displays on his face when he isn't getting what he wants. I have seen him use it on Carla so many times and without fail she has succumb to it.
"I mean it, leave" I warn him again as I edge forward trying to intimidate him but still he fails to learn.
"I'm not leaving her with you" He moodily informs me and I can't help but smirk and give a scoff. He has very little choice. All I would have to do is mention this little visit to Maria and he would be in the doghouse. It only takes one little call I tease myself, as the idea is mighty tempting.
"Just go Liam" comes Carla's choked voice from behind. I can hear the pain in her voice instantly and Liam is already facing her way so I find myself spinning to face her to see if the expression is as equally painful. She doesn't want him to go really but is making out she does only to pacify me. I want to tell her that if she wants him to stay then he can but I don't want to back down, if I give into her desires and allow him to stay I could lose her and I won't risk it. She has definitely been crying, her mascara is smudged and she stands arms crossed in just a red silk wrap. Her eyes are locked on Liam's and as I look back to him his are on her also. We are now just stuck in an awkward and stubborn stand off, I want Liam gone, Carla wants him to stay and I want her without him forever.
"The lady has spoken" I quip at him.
"Carla, I'm not going" he states firmly as he looks passed me to her.
He then makes a move to come forward blatantly wanting to approach Carla and my arm flies up and out to stop him. I will be the barrier and he will get no closer to her than I allow. She has told him to go, as have I and he is refusing to. I do not agree with nor do I like his petulant and stubborn behaviour. One day he will learn the consequences of behaving in such a way.
"Get out of my way Tony" he mumbles as he grabs my arm. He is glaring at me now, such hate present in his eyes. It's almost a threat but doesn't quite hold the vigour so I smirk and give a chuckle. Carla remains quiet as he calls out to her again and I love how she is ignoring him and keeping the eye contact broken. Liam shouts her name again, ordering her to look at him. He is distressed, almost in tears and angry but it works, she looks up at him and I no longer feel so smug.
Her eyes are gleaming with beauty, water filled and she is crying. The odd tear trickles down her cheek and she is quick to wipe it away with a finger. This is something I hadn't anticipated happening; Carla orders me to let him passed and then asks if her and Liam can have a moment. Alone. Shocked but feeling I have no choice but to oblige I nod my head, lower my arm and head in her direction to wait in the bedroom. As I pass her stood there we exchange a glance, she frowns and I do also. I go to shut the door as I watch her approach him and I frown, my eyes narrowing as I examine their closeness. Very suspicious of such actions occurring between them I don't close the door but keep it just ajar where I can stand shadowed and continue to observe.
My heart is aching as I approach Liam but feel like I cannot reach out and touch him in anyway. Frowning I glare at him and pretend that I am annoyed with him for still being here when I told him to go. When he is stubborn and disobedient though I only end up loving him all that bit more. Moody and sulky Liam tugs on my heartstrings and makes my stomach flutter with butterflies. I glance back over my shoulder to the bedroom and cannot see Tony so bravely I make the decision that perhaps a little contact with Liam would not be misinterpreted.
Reaching for his hand he seems shocked and looks at me with wide and upset eyes himself. There is no exchange between us and one isn't needed, the touch of my hand on his is enough for us both to feel that spark that always ignites between us. I don't know why he is here but I need to know, has he chosen me over her. As our hands interlock I can't stop myself from giving him a seductive smile and before I know what is happening he has his arm wrapped around me and is pulling me in close.
"Why are you 'ere Liam?" I question him pulling away before he gets me any closer to him and I lose my senses and control. The question has thrown him, he stutters and hesitates to give me and answer and it sets me off. Angry Carla has suddenly returned.
"I wanted to see you" he mumbles eventually as he bows his head and shuffles his feet. He is nervous I can tell because he knows that isn't what I wanted to hear so I am likely now to erupt. Of course I do, but I keep it under control better than I would normally. Folding my arms I continue to glare at him as I think of the perfect way to say what I am thinking right now without shouting and alerting Tony we are on the verge of a fight out here. Eventually after a few flicks of my hair and scoffs as I stand seductively in front of Liam I find my confidence and what I have to say cannot wait another minute.
"Just to see me Liam? Well if that is all then you can just go" I mumble sadly.
"Carla" he tries to reason with me but I don't want to, I am hurting and he needs to respect that.
Approaching him I move in close, making him wary as I continue to frown. In a loud whisper so I am not overheard I go on, delivering to Liam the most painful thing for him to hear and for me to have to say.
"I don't want you. Now run on home like a good boy" I finish, pulling away with a false smirk as I pretend I am pleased with my actions. He stammers again trying to argue with me but I mean business and determined to show him so I turn away and head towards the bedroom. As I reach the door I pause, looking back over my shoulder and pout.
"Show yourself out" I coldly advise before pushing the door open, heading inside and slamming it shut behind me to symbolise that is the end of our conversation for tonight.
"Has he gone?" Tony asks me in the must seductive of Scottish accents and I breathe a sigh of relief as I find myself walking into his open arms, which soon close round me in a possessive manner. I press my cheek against his chest allowing us to have a brief moment of closeness and I am surprised at how comfortable I feel. I feel so much resentment towards Liam that I actually am allowing myself to believe that my future now is with Tony and that I do not care about Liam nor his needs. Nodding I give my answer.
"He's gone" it is blunt, precise and sharp and closely followed by a comment from Tony.
"Good" he exclaims in a wickedly low voice as he keeps a tight hold of me.