Peter and Carla were lying on the sofa. Peter was at an 'AA' meeting as far as Leanne was concerned.
'I wish I could stay here tonight' Peter said, playing with Carla's hand lightly.
'So do I, but Michelle will be back soon, and you really can't' Carla said, sighing slightly.
'Hey, not long until I can' Peter said kissing her neck, his favorite thing to do.
'You keep saying that Peter, but I'm scared you know' Carla said.
'Shush, don't be' Peter said.
'We can't just brush the truth away Peter. I am worried you wont go through with it' Carla said.
'I will. I promise. I love you' Peter said.
They remained on the sofa for a little longer before Carla suddenly got up.
'You okay?' Peter asked her.
'Yeah.. no, I have to go to Franks, now' Carla said.
'Don't Carla, I said before, it isn't a good idea' Peter said taking her hand.
She pulled away 'No I really need to. He can't get away with having cosy parties, entertaining his.. my clients' Carla said
'And what good will it do eh? You'll only cause a scene' Peter said.
'Who's side are you on' Carla snapped.
'You don't need to ask Carla. Come here' Peter said, aware she was in a bit of a state.
She relaxed in his arms a little, inhaling his musky, cigarette scent.
'I need to' Carla said, her tone slightly sad.
Despite Peter's best efforts, Carla was stubborn and ended up going.
She knocked on the door. An aggressive, loud knock.
Anne opened the door, Carla storming in before she could stop her.
'Get out' Anne said sharply.
'Do not tell me what to do' Carla said walking into the living room, where Frank, Sally and all their guests were.
Everyone looked at Carla. Frank looked down.
'Please can you leave. Haven't you done enough' he said.
'Me? How dare you. You attack me... no (she takes a deep breath), you rape me and expect me to sit quietly and let you get away with it. Well I wont. I wont let you win' Carla said.
'Carla, Carla, your making a fool of yourself, I think you should go, now' Frank said.
'That's right. Your not wanted' Sally said.
Carla turned to face Sally.
'He might have you wrapped around his little finger, but you do not tell me what to do' Carla shouted.
The guests began to disperse, and leave. Frank sighed.
'Well you got what you wanted. Ruined this evening' he said.
'You've ruined my life' Carla retaliated.
'You seem to be doing pretty well as far as I can see' Frank said.
'I'm living Frank. I am trying to have some semblance of a life. No thanks to you' Carla said.
'Oh come of it' Anne said standing beside Frank.
'Can you just shut the fuck up?' Carla said bitterly.
'Don't you have that tone with me' Anne said.
'Leave Carla. You've done enough' Sally said.
'I'll leave. But your making the biggest mistake of your life Sally. When he is rotting in jail you will see that' Carla said storming off.
'Good riddance' Anne said, but she had noticed how quiet Frank had been. He couldn't have... could he?