Corey didn't know what to do. He hadn't planned on all this getting so out of hand. And now he'd just blurted out that he'd killed his mother. He regretted telling them as soon as it had left his mouth. If anyone else found out, he'd be a goner.
He really only had two options. He could either get rid of both Martha and Irene or just do a runner. But whatever he chose, he needed to think it through properly first. And fast.
He sat at the kitchen bench, looking at a picture of him and his father together. What should I do dad? He thought to himself. I can't let Martha get away with what she did!
"My head is killing me," Martha told Irene. She held a tissue over her wound; it was still bleeding quite a bit.
"Just hang in there, okay. We are going to be fine, and I'm sure someone will help us soon," Irene tried to reassure her.
Martha sighed. "How? Nobody knows we're here with a complete nutcase," she cried.
Irene didn't say anything; she knew Martha was right. Nobody knew they were in danger.
Martha's thoughts drifted to Jack. She wanted to see him so bad. She wanted him to hold her and make everything better. She didn't know if that was ever going to happen though. She'd probably never see him again. Corey was a psycho and was probably going to make sure that her and Jack could never be together. Corey killed his own mother; what's not to say he wouldn't kill her aswell.
Martha started sobbing again. "I'm never going to see Jack again," she started to say to Irene. "I never got the chance to tell him that I love him," she continued, starting to get quite upset.
"I'm sure Jack knows how you feel. And besides, you can tell him when we get out of here," Irene said, comforting her.
"Corey's not going to let me go Irene. He's crazy. He killed his own mother, and he's probably going to kill me too," Martha whispered loudly.
Irene leaned back onto the couch. "He's not going to kill you Martha. Someone's going to come along and help us soon, and Corey is going to go to jail for a very long time," Irene whispered back to her, reaching a hand out a brushing a lock of her hair away from Martha's weeping cut.
"I'm so glad that I'm not by myself. Although I feel really bad about getting you into this mess in the first place," Martha told her.
Irene patted Martha's hand. "Darl, it's not your fault, okay. Yes, you may have made a bit of a mistake, but Corey obviously has some serious mental issues. And you can't blame yourself for that," she said.
Martha smiled at Irene. "Thanks," she said.
Irene started shifting uncomfortably in her seat. "Something's digging into me," she said. Irene reached a hand underneath her and pulled out the object that was sticking into her.
Martha let out a small gasp when she saw what it was; Irene's mobile phone.
"Oh my god," Martha whispered.
Alf walked back into the diner. Jack was standing at the counter talking to Ric, Colleen and Leah.
"Alf, did you see Irene?" Leah asked.
Alf shook his head. "No, but I saw Corey and he said that Irene had just gone for a walk with Martha," he replied. "But I told him to tell Irene to hurry up when he sees her," Alf kept on.
Leah sighed. "Well, I hope she hurries up, because Dan and I have plans," she said, walking back to the kitchen with Colleen in tow.
"How was Corey when you spoke to him?" Jack asked Alf. Jack wondered if Corey was upset about Martha at all.
"What do you mean?" Alf asked, seeming a bit curious.
Jack shook his head. "Ah, no reason. Was just wondering," he said with a slight smile on his face.
"Yeah right," Ric scoffed, knowing full well why Jack asked.
Jack had just finished telling Ric that he and Martha were back together. He was happy for them. Ric and Jack had become pretty good mates, and Ric got on a lot better with Jack than he did with Corey.
"Well now that you mention it, Corey did seem a bit distracted," Alf began. "The house was dark and locked up like Fort Knox. He didn't even invite me in. It kind of felt like he wanted me to hurry up and leave," he finished.
"I wonder why?" Ric said sarcastically, giving Jack a smug look.
"Shut up mate," Jack laughed. "Anyways, I gotta go. My break is nearly over," he said, waving goodbye as he walked out the door.
"Seeya," Alf and Ric both called out.
Once Jack had left, Alf looked at Ric. "What's going on mate? It seems like you and Jack know something I don't," he asked his grand son.
Ric guessed it would be okay to tell his grandad about Martha and Jack. "Martha broke up with Corey today. She and Jack are back together," he told him.
Alf smiled. "I knew it would only be a matter of time before those two realised that they still had feelings for each other," he said. "God on 'em. Jack's a good bloke," he continued.
Ric nodded. "Yeah, I agree. But I think Jack was just wondering how Corey took it," he said.
"Hmm, I guess we'll soon find out," Alf replied.
