Here's the hen night chapter, thank you for the reviews...
I had to delete The Chatroom as it violated the guidelines, I can't remember who pointed it out but thank for doing that. I will be thinking of a story to replace it shortly, I might even sequel Never Go Back as quite a few people want me to do that...
As things go, life was never that easy. Carla had decided to take a pregnancy test and as she thought she wasn't pregnant which then led to another conversation of possibly trying for another baby, they both agreed of course but they promised that they would start trying properly after the wedding but if it was going to happen before then so be it. This conversation came right after Deirdre's funeral, it was an emotional one and most people were in streams of tears after it finished and it was that day that Carla and Peter decided that they would try and extend their family to one more.
Today was the day of Carla's hen night with Michelle, Maria, Kate and herself whilst Peter spent some quality time with his family. They were all heading into town in a taxi, everyone dolled up for the occasion ready to start with drinking themselves into oblivion. Carla was determined to have the night of her life tonight as well as have fun with her friends before wife duties kicked in after the wedding.
"Here Carla," Maria says handing her cocktail at which her eyes light up at.
"What's in it?" Carla questions as Maria chuckles in response having a look at the drinks menu.
"Vodka" Maria shouts
"Absolutely fine then, you don't need to read the rest!" Carla laughs downing her cocktail in one as Michelle appears with four shots in her hands handing one to Carla "Thank you, cheers everyone!"
"Carla, can you sing with me later?" Michelle questions eagerly as Carla raises an eyebrow at her sipping on her cocktail "Please we can sing something good!"
"Alright!" Carla exclaims as Michelle drags her up to the dancefloor as they all dance together "Did you order strippers?"
"Carla you don't need a stripper" Michelle moans "Peter's enough for you just get him to strip"
"Oi!" Carla exclaims "It's my last night of freedom!"
"And how many times have you said that before!" Kate laughs as Maria drapes an arm sound her laughing as well "How many times has she been married?"
"Like 20" Michelle murmurs as Carla shoves her causing her to fall over "Ow!"
"I'm sorry Michelle" Carla pouts her lips helping her onto her feet as Michelle wraps her arms around her "I love you"
"You're forgiven babe" Michelle replies as Carla offers her cocktail to her for her to drink "Definitely forgiven after this, can I have it?"
"Mine!" Carla states swiping it off her and downing the whole glass "When's this karaoke starting?" she slurs as Michelle glances to her watch.
"Like something minutes…" Michelle says as Carla grabs her wrist "Do you mind?"
"No, I don't actually Michelle" Carla states "Ten minutes you idiot"
"Don't call me an idiot!" Michelle shouts as Carla smiles sweetly at her before walking over to the bar and ordering another round of shots.
"We need shots" Carla beams a the bartender as Michelle walks into her nudging her forward "Hands off Michelle!"
"Sorry, babe I wanted to see what you were ordering" Michelle slurs as the bartender pours out a series of shots precisely two each for everyone as Carla grabs her two and downs them instantly "I still never understand how you can do that…"
"Basically perfect at it by now, you're just a lightweight" Carla teases as Michelle downs five shots "Michelle slow down we don't want to have to carry you home"
"No, we don't" Kate slurs holding another cocktail and drinking it "Michelle can you sing now…I haven't heard you since I was a kid!"
"Ok fine" Michelle rolls her eyes stumbling over to the DJ asking for a song request as everyone else watches on sipping away at their drinks as Michelle's drunken words play out over the nightclub
"How does she manage it every time" Maria moans as Kate nods slowly "Why didn't she go to what's it called?"
"The pub…we always went to the pub, Maria…" Carla trails off with a smile on her face as she pulls her phone out to look at her messages a smile over her face.
"Hello…the hubby's been in contact" Kate smirks to Maria who laughs slightly "What's Peter been saying then? Nothing too clean I hope"
"He's just been wondering if I'm being good, I'm always good" Carla slurs putting her phone away as Michelle falls off the stage causing Carla to gasp and run over to her "Michelle are you ok babe?"
"Perfectly…fine" Michelle slurs as Kate and Maria appear to help her stand up "Ow!"
"Where does it hurt?"
"My ankle" Michelle complains gripping onto Carla who could barely hold herself upright now let alone Michelle causing Maria, who was probably the soberest out of the four, to help.
"Ooo look at her ankle, it's all squishy" Kate beams poking Michelle's foot as she yelps in pain "Does it hurt?" Kate questions continuing to poke at Michelle's ankle.
"Yes!" Michelle glares "I can't walk"
"It looks broken to me" Carla slurs "Trust me I would know…"
"No, you wouldn't" Maria states as Carla glares at her before bursting into hysterical laughter
"I want a kebab" Carla states randomly as Michelle's eyes light up in agreement.
"Me too actually…a chicken one" Kate nods grabbing her purse as Maria grabs her purse as well as Michelle's ready to help her out of the night club with Carla's assistance "Can we get a kebab first before we go to the hospital?"
"Yeah, that's fine" Carla slurs picking up another cocktail and downing it "I'll ring Peter to see if he has any advice?"
"Whatever" Michelle slurs leaning her head on Carla's shoulder as they leave her sitting on a wall "You look amazing Carla"
"Thanks, babe" Carla slurs as Maria and Kate walk off to get a bunch of kebabs "I like your ankle it's all squishy and fat"
"It hurts a lot though" Michelle nods drunkenly taking the hidden flask of vodka out of her purse and downing the contents "Taste good, do you want some?"
"Love some, babe" Carla replies downing some of the liquid "We shouldn't tell the others…"
"Deffo agree with that, this is our secret and ours only!" Michelle says pressing a finger to her lips as Carla copies her movements watching Maria and Kate saunter over with a bunch of kebabs for them all "Gimme!"
"Thank you so much, Maria, I love you" Carla slurs eating her kebab and they all dig into their food "We should ring Steven"
"Who?"
"Your hubby silly Michelle" Carla retorts as Michelle grabs her phone and rings Steve
"Hey, babe" Michelle slurs "We have a problem!"
"It's a big one!" Carla shouts down the phone "Sorry if I deafened you Steve, very sorry"
"I've broken my ankle I think" Michelle drones down the phone "It's true Kates poking it," she says drunkenly as Carla tries to grab her phone "Get off me!" she says swatting Carla away "Sorry Carla wanted to speak to you, I don't know why she has Peter…"
"Michelle we need to get you to the hospital" Carla slurs "Steve we're going to the hospital!"
"He's going to come and get us…" Michelle says before bursting into tears "Yes we will wait here, I miss you, Steve, we'll be right here with our kebabs"
"Bring Peter!" Carla shouts down the phone "I miss him, please bring him"
"Carla leave my husband alone" Michelle moans before returning to her conversation "We're staying right here don't worry, bye Steve"
"Why did you hang up you idiot!" Kate exclaims as Michelle shrugs wincing as she moves her foot "These are good kebabs"
"I like them a lot"
"Not as much as you like Peter…" Michelle sniggers as Carla nudges her causing her to lose her balance "Do you mind!"
"No!" Carla shouts as Michelle bursts into tears "I'm sorry for shouting babe, please forgive me"
"You're forgiven because you're my best friend" Michelle slurs as Carla smiles widely both of them hugging each other being careful not to make Michelle's injury worse before she clocks Peter.
"Peter!" Carla calls getting up and rushing over to him and Steve "Where's Hayley?"
"With my dad" Peter chuckles holding onto her knowing she was probably unsteady on her feet "How much have you had then?"
"Not enough" Carla exclaims with a cackle trying to head back into the nightclub as Peter pulls her back over to where Steve was dealing with Michelle "I need the Vodkas! Peter, let go of me I need the vodkas!" Carla shouts angrily before Peter pulls her into his embrace as they both kiss passionately causing Carla to push him up against the wall outside of the nightclub her hands falling to his trousers
"Carla, no baby, we need to get you home" Peter pants breathlessly as Carla breaks into tears "You're ok? Carla?" Peter prompts her before she throws up all over the floor "Well…that went well…"
"I'm fine vodka will help!" Carla shouts as Peter holds her close to him as her struggle slows down "I can't be bothered"
"I know, we're going to get you home, I've brought the car so we'll just get you home and into bed yeah?"
"Into bed eh?" Carla replies suggestively licking her lips causing Peter to roll his eyes "Count me in!" she shouts running off the opposite way of the car leaving Peter to groan in response and run after her
"Carla, the cars this way baby…" Peter trails off laughing as Carla glares at him before smiling "Come on, this way…"
Peter took Carla, Maria and Kate home whilst Steve took Michelle to the hospital to get her foot looked at. Carla was snoozing in the passenger seat after he helped Kate and Maria into their houses. After Peter achieved the mundane task of getting everyone into their homes, his attention fell to Carla who woke up and glanced around her surroundings as he drove back to the house but she fell asleep a few seconds later leaving Peter to carry her into their home and up the stairs into the bedroom placing her on the toilet seat in their en-suite.
"Peter!" Carla states trying to stand up as Peter groans in response making sure she stayed seated "You said before that bed was where we were going to go, where am I now?"
"Carla, we'll get you into bed in a minute ok?" Peter sighs exasperatedly knowing how much of a handful drunk Carla could be.
"There's vodka downstairs!" Carla exclaims in sudden realisation getting up and falling over causing Peter to lift her up again "Sorry wanted vodka" she mumbles tiredly as Peter lays her down on the bed and undresses her leaving her in her underwear and pulling the duvet over her body
"I need to go and get Hayley, try not to move ok?" Peter says gently as Carla mumbles in response snuggling down into the covers "If you need anythingI'll get it for you when I'm back ok?"
"Mmm whatever" Carla mumbles "Night Peter"
Peter headed back to the street to collect Hayley from his dads before returning home. He put Hayley to bed then checked on Carla again but she was gone from the bed but it didn't take him long to find her as she was slumped down by the toilet shivering slightly, he tried to wake her but she was out of it again meaning he would probably have to spend the night awake with her as this seemed to hit her rather badly.
"Come on sweetheart let's get you back into bed" Peter whispers lifting Carla up into his arms and into the bedroom placing her under the covers again to keep her warm, "I think we need to get some water down you"
"Peter" Carla whispers "Water"
"I'll go and get you some you just sleep" Peter smiles kissing her on the forehead as she grumbles in response "I'll be back soon," he says leaving her to it and grabbing a glass of water from the kitchen and returning it to her holding it against her lips "Drink"
"Mm," Carla mumbles before her eyes widen in shock "Michelle!"
"It's ok, she's with Steve, Maria and Kate are home too"
"Oh, good" Carla nods before realising something "The letter!"
"What letter Carla?" Peter sighs in annoyance as Carla gets out of bed, Peter holding her waist as she stumbles up the stairs to the attic to grab the letters Aidan dropped by "Seriously? You're going to do work at three in the morning?"
"No, I was told to look at the letter" Carla mumbles as Peter sits on the chair in the attic causing Carla to plonk herself down on his lap as the opens all the letters coming across one which she jumped off the chair and paces the room
"What?" Peter questions taking the letter off her "Oh…"
"This isn't happening…no way" Carla shakes her head in response
"Do you want me to open it?" Peter questions as Carla nods slowly biting her lip "A visiting order from Rob"
"Bin it" Carla states before storming off downstairs in a rage leaving Peter to sigh at the timing of this letter, he knew Carla was going to take it badly, his blood was boiling under the surface as a result but he decided to just file it away with all her other letters for now knowing that an inebriated Carla would do irrational things, hopefully, tomorrow she could see everything in a new light instead of through the clouding of vodka and other alcoholic substances she was around earlier on in the evening…