Heya! Sorry for the really long time taken to update but that's all my prelims finished now, so I should be back to updating more regularly. Anyway hope you enjoy this chapter, please excuse that most of it is talking and theres not much description but this chapters just a filler. I have big thing planned for this story! Please keep reading and reviewing, your reviews mean a lot to me! X

"Hello Carla, I'm Frank."

Looking up Carla cast eyes on this stranger for the first time ever. Was this the important man her dad had previously mentioned? If so, he certainly did look it. He was dressed in an almost too smarter suit for this rough area in Manchester and his hair was gelled and comber into a side parting. He looked no more than twenty years old.

"And? Me dads out. Don't expect 'im to be back for at least an hour." Carla replied sitting back in the mucky sofa and flicking through the channels on the family's nearly broken TV.

"Luckily it's not him I've come to see then." Frank began pausing to look down towards the little girl sat upon the wrecked couch, taking in her slightly confused look, before pressing the power button on the TV until the screen went black.

"I'm here to see you Carla. I'm Frank and over the next few months we are going to get to know each other a lot better. Don't look so scared. Has your dad not told you why I'm here?" He asked crouching down to her small height, watching closely as she shook her head.

"What would yah want with me? I'm not interested in anything illegal if that's what your 'ere for. The social are crawlin' all over this house as it is." Carla openly spoke, still completely unaware of what her farther had signed her up for.

"….I heard it's someone's birthday today. Here you go." Frank quickly said, changing the subject to something a lot more easier to approach with the young girl.

Quickly tearing open the wrapping paper of the present, hopefully, Carla looked down in disgust at the giant pink fluffy notepad, with matching pens which lay in the paper.

"I thought you might like it. It's what you girls like isn't it? What's to not like about it. You do like it don't you.." Frank asked, his eyes bearing down at her. "Carla what do you say… I shouldn't have to remind you about manners. Your what.. thirteen now." Frank sternly continued before standing up, keeping a close watch on her.

"Yeah. Its great. Just what I wanted" Carla sarcastically replied chucking the items to the floor before standing up making her way into the kitchen. Who was this man? And what was that present? She was Carla Donovan. There was nothing soft, pinky and girly about her. She had grown up in one of the toughest areas in Manchester and that reflected in her personality. Tough and strong, with a big mouth which got her countless warnings from teachers at school.

"Has no-one ever taught you manners? You don't walk out on a guest young lady! Especially one who has bought you a gift. Now get back in here before I change my mind on this and walk out!" Frank shouted, but all threats fell upon death ears as Carla continued busying herself with finding a clean glass for a drink.

"I'm talking to you!" Frank screamed storming into the kitchen, violently grabbing her by a chunk of her long ratted black hair only to be meet by an ear-piercing scream.

"ARGH! Get off me yah freak before I call the pigs and 'ave you done for assault!" Carla screamed back pushing this man off her.

"You wouldn't dare Carla! I don't think you've been properly informed. I'm Frank and your precious dad has got you into a little situation." Frank started forcefully pushing her backwards until her back slammed against the fridge. "Your dad and my dad are good pals. And they have come to an agreement. I get you to myself for the foreseeable future. And yes that means I will be marrying you along with other stuff! And in return my dad will pay your poor, dirty family some money. So you need to have a little think Carla! Either you accept me or you let your family suffer. It's up to you. But let's make it clear, if you chose the latter, I'm going to make sure you pay for all the inconvenience this will have caused me…"