Staring at the ceiling was something appealing to her life, she heard the gentle snores of Peter beside her, she turned to him and rolled her eyes, she stood up and slid out of bed careful not to disturb him, she opened the double doors to the balcony which was situated in their room, she enjoyed the thrill of the cool air beating down on her skin providing some distraction to her feelings of disappointment and the thoughts of her not being good enough for people. She has concerns about the longevity of her relationship with Peter, she had concerns about herself and her future but she knew she would muddle her way through it. The moonlight danced over her skin causing goosebumps to form over the silkiness of her barrier which was shown to the world, she closed her eyes and inhaled a breath, the world seemed peaceful all of a sudden, she was able to put her life into perspective and she knew now that she took some time out she was able to sleep so she padded back into the room and slid back into bed with Peter, his arm instantly holding her in place, her fears of feeling nothingness dissipating into the surroundings.

She managed to get some sort of meaningful sleep, insomnia always seemed to creep up on her in times of her feeling like her self worth was nothing but she managed to get to sleep no matter how lightly. They got up and she refused to say anything to Peter, he didn't want to say anything to her, she did pipe up and say that she needed to get back to work and that she wanted to go home so they ended up having breakfast at home instead of at the hotel, after all, she left all of her medication at home. They sat down at the table in the backroom of the rovers, tapping her finger against the ceramic mug as a need of distraction, she was annoyed because they weren't saying anything not that she wanted to vocalise her thoughts anyway.

"I'm glad to see last nights little chat cleared the air then" she states looking at him, he sighs and rolls his eyes knowing she was about to pick another fight with him, he was so confused

"Oh it did I thought we were just having a nice quiet breakfast that's all" he shrugs knowing that was definitely not the case, he knew the atmosphere was awkward

"Oh is that what that was" she muses knowing he would come out with that, she knew he would just attempt to brush the whole thing under the carpet

"That wasn't what that was"

"You can barely keep your eyes open" she changes the conversation topic, he frowns

"I'm tired...and yes it's my fault" he states, she just rolls her eyes, she was getting highly irritable and annoyed

"You haven't even got the paper..."

"Because I'm tired...it's all the way over there love, please why are you trying to pick a fight with me?"

"Because after what happened between us I don't think its particularly healthy for us to say nothing..."

"Let's talk about it some more then because obviously last night helped a lot then didn't it?"

"Oh yeah, you're right...actually that's the last thing I want to do" she responds firmly grabbing her bag and storming out of the room

"Look hang on what do you want to talk about then?" he calls but it was too late she was gone, he lets out an exasperated sigh wondering why on earth she was being like this...

She decided to go into Underworld and immerse herself in work, she was speaking to Sarah about her relationship problem with Adam and she found herself immersing her time and energy which should be used to solve her own issues in solving her friend's relationship. She asked Adam about whether he was interested in Sarah as Sarah was interested in him and he was so she decided to stick her nose in and encourage Sarah to speak to Adam about the way she felt as she knew that Adam still liked her friend. Of course, her interference didn't go well and Sarah ended up getting hurt so she ended up going to have it out with Adam. She was so angry, she couldn't describe how angry she was but she was, she knew she should be saying all this to Peter because she really was voicing her opinion to Adam to what she knew Peter should be finished and stormed out of Adam's office, she let out a breath of relief that she managed to get it all of her chest, she then went back to the pub and entered the backroom, the sounds of gentle tunes playing catching her attention instantly.

"Hey...I know its a bit of a cliche, you mess up you buy flowers, especially when you get a family discount and I know you're not really a flower sort of person I thought hey well might be worth a try"

"Yeah" she doesn't take her eyes off the flowers which were in the centre of the table, the cutlery all lined up rather professionally for Peter's standards, she was convinced that he had to google where everything went

"I'm sorry, love"

"It's totally worked" she muses nodding her head a little, she knew he was sorry and to be honest she was convinced she was being an utter bitch for being moody and annoyed with him when deep down she knew he was trying to make it up to her and the flowers were lovely, she really was impressed, so impressed that she actually felt like she was lusting after Peter right now, her arousal slowly building

"Really?"

"Really" she nods biting her lip, she just wanted to speak her mind and let her body speak for her for once "I love you"

"I love you too"

"Wow...It really did work, now I've made us tea and all, it's nearly ready" he smiles proudly of his achievement, he was still nervous and still felt like he was walking on eggshells

"Will it keep?" she smirks suggestively, her defensives crumbling just like that, she flicked her hair back and made eyes at him, seducing him from afar, she felt so ready right now

"Oh...uh, yeah. They say it tastes even better if you let it rest for a bit-"

"Ok then" she smiles nodding to the stairs, he bites his lip and follows her, picking her up and kissing her, she reciprocates and she shoves him against the wall to the stairs, their tongues fighting for dominance, she pressed her body into his, he lifts her into his arms and she wraps her legs around his allowing him to carry her up into their bedroom, he shuts it and places her down on the bed, both of them still kissing "I love you, Peter"

"Hey, I love you too" he whispers kissing her again, she pulls at his belt and at his trousers whilst he removes her clothes chucking them everywhere, whilst she does the same until they were both naked, he cups her face "Are you sure?"

"Sure?" she scoffs "I'll show you sure" she comments grabbing hold of his penis and dragging her hand from base to tip, he moans in delight that he was finally able to fuck her again after so long, she pulls him down on top of her as they reignite their kiss "Get inside of me"

"Bossy" he mumbles against her lips, she smiles lifting her hips up, he pushes into her causing a load moan "You're in for a bumpy ride"

"Good show me what I've missed" she responds allowing him to push into her, she moans continuously as he kisses her, they continue to move together, feeling their bodies collide, feeling what they had craved for so long "Harder"

"I love you, Carla, dont ever forget it" he whispers into her neck, he moans causing her to release, he revelled in the fact he could feel all of her since forever, she rolls her hips against his and he releases as well, their juices mingling together, their bodies sweaty after their exertions

"Flippin' 'eck Peter" she gasps grabbing his hand, he chuckles slightly "I've missed that"

"I could tell" he muses, she chuckles slightly "Should have brought that recorder in here in an attempt to recreate that moment"

"Ha!" she scoffs "The only instrument I would be blowing into is yours"

"Dont ever say that again" he cringes, she chuckles slightly resting her head on his chest "I did something bad"

"Bad?" he queries, she glances up to him looking rather anxious and embarrassed "It can't be that bad"

"I had it out with Adam" she states, he nods slowly in response "I kind of just ranted about us...about my meds, about my sex life with you, about...Jordan...I called him a slut"

"A slut?" Peter tries to suppress a laugh, she nudges him "Come on, a slut? Seriously?"

"It was the first thing that came to my mind" she pouts her lips, he kissed her on the forehead "I feel bad because I should have ranted at you, not him and...yeah well it should have been you"

"So speak to me?" he questions, she sighs chewing the inside of her lip

"I do want to I just dont want things to change us because they will, Peter"

"I know they will" he whispers, she bites her lip "Speak to me about your meds then? Let's take it a step at a time yeah?"

"Ok well..." she trails off not really knowing where to start "I feel very different I suppose, I just dont feel like me, like I used to before...my sex drive is literally non-existent and that's a big challenge for me...for you-"

"Carla, sweetheart, you know that doesn't bother me in the slightest when you were going on this medication I just want you to be healthy and be well in yourself, if this helps you from relapsing then I'd rather you be on it., sex doesn't bother me, you know that, whether we have sex every night or once a month it doesn't bother me as long as you're happy"

"I know that but it doesn't stop me from feeling self-conscious" she states biting her lip, he runs his fingers through her hair "I know I shouldn't but..."

"I understand" he whispers pressing his lips to her hair "We're ok arent we? When we have sex I mean..."

"Yeah we're fine, dont get mad with me but I feel like you're cautious because of everything with Jordan, with Frank..."

"I am" he admits, she nods thankful that they were being honest with each other "I just dont want you to ever think that when I have sex with you, it reminds you of Frank...of Jordan"

"I promise if it ever does I will tell you and ask you to stop" she whispers draping an arm over his chest "And I know you will stop because you understand what I went through and the way I feel"

"I always will" he reassures her, his heartbreaking at the fact that she was worried about him stopping in the throes of sex "Are these old feelings which have resurfaced since...or...?"

"I suppose they have but I've just buried them" she whispers, he nods slowly "I feel fine though, really good since we just had sex"

"Will your promise me that if you ever feel like that speak to me sweetheart, I want to help I want you to feel safe"

"I do feel safe with you, I never have not felt safe with you its just a subconscious thing, it always has but I promise I will speak to you"

"Good" he murmurs as his phone goes off, he picks it up and chuckles slightly, she frowns grabbing it and looking at the message "A stapler, seriously?"

"Shut up I just picked up the nearest thing and lobbed it at him" she states, he nods still laughing at the whole thing "He's probably scared of me, I did give him a rough time"

"He'll be fine" Peter chuckles, Carla smiles "So what do you want to do now, there's dinner downstairs-"

"No dinner" she shakes her head, he raises an eyebrow watching her shift onto his body "I haven't worked up enough of an appetite yet"