I decided to split this chapter into two parts, there is a lot of content and there are some very hasty decisions which have been made to do with Carla and Peter...they always have a drama filled life dont they, this is based off a song I was listening to...I cringe at the sentimentality
A month had past and to say that Carla and Peter were at it like rabbits would be an understatement. Today was the day of Aidan's funeral, Peter wanted to attend with Carla to support her but Carla knew Johnny would fly off the rails if he was there so she decided to go with Michelle and Kate knowing that it would probably be best if Peter didn't go. She decided to dress in a pair of black skinny jeans and a black blouse, to show respect of course.
Carla met Michelle and Kate outside of Johnny's flat, Peter walking her there and excusing himself, giving her a peck on the lips as a way to ensure that he was there for her when she got back. Carla sat in the back of the car with Michelle and Kate as they drive to the crematorium.
"I understand Johnny would like to say a few words…" Billy states looking expectantly at Johnny as he gets a piece of paper out of his blazer as Michelle, Kate and Carla look hesitant wondering what he was going to say
"My son was many things, he was a friend, a husband and a brother to two sisters…" Johnny starts glancing to Carla who's heart starts racing knowing all well he hasn't yet forgiven her about Peter
"He also saved one of my children's lives by donating a kidney, which she practically robbed from him" Johnny glares, his grief getting to him
"She lied to him, saying she wasn't seeing anyone, which probably contributed to him ending his life, but know we all just have to forget that don't we?" Johnny spits pointing to Carla as Billy tries to end this disastrous speech, Carla's tearful expression not enough to end it
"Johnny…" Jenny starts only to be interrupted
"I lost my son to her! If he didn't lie keeping her condition it would've been less pressure!" Johnny shouts towards Carla as she storms out of the service, Johnny following her
"Carla get back here!" Johnny shouts
"How could you!?" Carla exclaims in shock stopping in her tracks turning to face him
"How could I? Really?" Johnny questions incredulously as Carla sighs running a hand through her curled hair, a small smile flickers over her features remembering how Peter loves it when she curled her hair before remembering where she was
"Yes, how could you Johnny? You're the one who's ruining your own sons funeral, my brother's funeral, Kate's brother's funeral, Michelle's cousins funeral…sad really isn't it?"
"Don't you dare guilt trip me, you have no right!" he shouts swinging for Carla as she ducks, tears staining her eyes Michelle coming beside her putting an arm around her shoulders
"You know what, you need to control yourself" she fights back pushing Johnny Michelle trying to hold Carla back
"Carla, let's get you home eh?" Michelle pries her away from the situation leading her to one of the taxis which were waiting, Carla sobbing into Michelle's side on the journey home, Michelle leading her into Peter, as he immediately sees her he drops everything to rush to her
"Oh sweetheart" Peter sighs bringing her into a hug as Michelle smiles gesturing for them to go through to the back
"Johnny said some nasty things to her" Michelle smiles going to get Carla a drink of water to calm her down
"What did he say eh?" Peter prompts her as she looks up at him with glassy eyes leaning in to kiss him, forcefully shoving her tongue into his mouth as Michelle sighs, pulling Carla away from Peter as she cries some more
"Do you want me to tell him?" Michelle offers as Carla nods getting up and going into the bar to grab the nearest bottle of booze she could ripping the cap open and glugging it straight from the bottle and heading upstairs
"He prepared a hate speech towards her-" Michelle stops glancing at her phone noticing she had several missed calls from Jenny and Kate
"Kate?...Oh god, you're kidding…how?...yeah I'll let Carla know, she's going to feel guilty about it…yeah I'll tell Peter as well, I'm here with them both now…alright take care, love you"
"What Michelle?"
"Johnny, he was in a car accident" Michelle sighs as Peter bites his lip running upstairs to get Carla who was halfway through a bottle of gin
"Carla give me the bottle sweetheart" Peter smiles kneeling down in front of her retracting her fingers from around the glass and placing it on the chest of drawers
"Peter, give it back" she slurs grinning as Peter sighs rolling his eyes, Michelle peering in the doorway noticing the bottle of gin
"Ok look at me, I don't know whether this is right to tell you this now, but there's been an accident…Johnny he was hit by a car" Peter smiles gently as Carla processes the information tears filling her eyes more
"I need to go" Carla replies frantically as Peter sighs holding her at arm's length the alcohol starting to affect her movements as she tires in his arms, Peter removing her boots and placing her in bed, Michelle still watching on as Peter slides next to Carla on the bed
"I'm going to head up the hospital, look after her yeah?" Michelle smiles as Peter nods gratefully, Michelle leaving the room
"Hey" she mumbles as Peter smiles cupping her cheek in his hand, brushing his thumb over her cheekbones
"You alright? That was a bit of a shock wasn't it?" Peter kisses her forehead as Carla snuggles into him wanting to feel the warmth of body
"Mmm m'sorry about the gin, I don't even like gin" she mumbles as Peter laughs at her drunken state running a hand up and down her back
"I know you don't, more of a whiskey kind of girl aren't you?" Peter grins as she nods playing with Peter's hair, Peter relishing in the fact she was being very cute
"Do you want a coffee?" Peter offers her as she nods, Peter running downstairs to get a glass of water and a coffee for her, returning a short while later
"Here" Peter smiles handing her the coffee as she smiles gratefully, taking little sips of it to try and sober up
"Can you take me to see Johnny?" Carla questions as Peter sighs nodding
"Finish that first"
"He tried to hit me" Carla states tearfully as Peter's face flickers into an angry expression before realising Carla needed him more
"Johnny?" Peter questions as calmly as he could as Carla nods, placing her coffee down on the side after finishing it
"Yeah, I fought back though" she smiles slightly as Peter smirks, Carla cuddling up to Peter as he puts his hand through her hair loving the way she curled it today
"How did you fight back then?" Peter questions trying to lighten the mood for her, focussing on her strength as she sighs
"Remember that fight me and Leanne had in the street back in the day" Carla smiles as Peter nods biting his lip at the memory trying not to laugh
"Anyway I tried to do that, Michelle held me back though knowing I would've regretted it, which I do now" she smiles as Peter kisses her forehead getting up and handing her the leather jacket hanging up on the door
"Come on, let's get you to the hospital" Peter smiles as Carla grins taking her jacket and Peter leading her downstairs to get into her car, ready to start the drive to the hospital
Sterile, that was the smell both Carla and Peter were greeted with when they entered the hospital, horrible memories flooding back in their minds for both of them, Carla leading Peter to the intensive care unit where Johnny was, the waiting room was sterile, everything about it was sterile, Carla physically shivered, Peter putting an arm around her knowing she hated these places to give her extra comfort.
"Carla, I don't think it's a good idea you being here…" Michelle trails off as Peter pulls her into his body
"Why, he's my dad?" Carla quips as Michelle sighs bringing her aside
"Kate and Jenny are in there they blame you, I know it's the shock but…" Michelle starts as Carla huffs walking into the room where Kate and Jenny were
"Hello" Carla retorts sarcastically as Kate and Jenny glare at her
"Get out" Kate mutters as Carla sits in the spare chair refusing to budge
"I am staying thank you very much" Carla retorts as Jenny glares at her in tears
"Carla get out! you couldn't let him have one day could you? To say goodbye to his son!" Jenny exclaims as Carla dips her head laughing coyly
"What's funny? Our dad is lying here on life support, and you're laughing, I thought better of you, I looked up to you most of the time in that estate where we grew up, I wish I didn't bother now" Kate glares as Carla continues roll her eyes
"Is this because of Peter?" Carla questions outright as Kate stands up going over to Carla slapping her on the face, the stench of alcohol that still lingered there
"You're drunk, pathetic absolutely pathetic" Kate mutters as Carla storms out of the room Peter catching her and holding her close as she comes flying out of the room
"Take me home" Carla mutters as Peter sighs nodding leading Carla away waving to Michelle as she shakes her head running a hand down her face exasperatedly
"What happened then?" Peter questions on the drive home as Carla sighs shifting around to get comfortable
"Well my family have disowned me, how's that for a start?" she snaps as Peter sighs not wanting to lecture her in case he angered her more
"What do you want to do then?" Peter questions as Carla sighs fiddling with the zip of her jacket glancing out of the window, a sudden impulsive idea springs to mind, Carla biting her lip at the thought
"Ok what are you thinking…" Peter sighs pulling the car up outside Underworld
"Let's go away" Carla states as Peter questions confused at her impulsive decision
"Ok, but I thought there was more about you…running away…thought you packed that in after Devon" Peter states as Carla sighs, the reluctance to face her problems in the forefront of her mind
"I don't care what people think Peter, Kate hates me, Johnny will hate me, Jenny hates me, Michelle will probably end up taking their side as she always goes for the majority, come on let's do it" she begs as Peter sighs glancing down to her hand which was intertwined with his, and there he was, finding himself agreeing to this disastrous plan of fleeing