Heya guys! So sorry for the long update again! But I will try to update this and my other story this weekend! Hope you enjoy! X
A few weeks had passed since Carla and Frank had first crossed paths. Neither of her parents had said much regarding him and Carla was still just as confused as she had been all those weeks ago. Spring was quickly approaching and the school term was nearing a finish. Things should have been going smoothly but as usual nothing went right in her life.
The end of the school week was only a few hours away and Frank had planned to spend his precious weekend with Carla. Neither had seen each other in almost a month and to Frank this was becoming an inconvenience giving the sum of money his family was paying the low-life, poverty-stricken Donovan household. Of course Carla was none the wiser of his plans and was looking forward to a relaxing couple of days off school giving the busy term she was having.
Half-past three soon arrived and in she walked, school bag over her shoulders, her faultless long black hair hanging loosely from her head, her natural toned make-up adding an extra layer to her face.
"Long time no see, Carla." Frank said as he crept down the stairs to meet her at the door.
Freezing on the spot, Carla lifted her head to see the man she hoped she would never have to again. Sighing she thrown her bag to the ground, before barging past him on her way to the kitchen.
"What d'ya want? Come to throw me 'bout in my own house again 'ave yah?" She questioned as she was followed into the kitchen.
"No actually. I've come to spend some time with you.." Frank began as he stretched his arm out to gently stroke through her long hair. "We aren't spending enough time together. I've booked your parents along with that screaming baby brother of yours into some down-town cheap hotel, so we can have the house to ourselves…" He continued the corner of his lips lifting to form a slight smile across his face, while he let his outstretched arm continue to caress her lower head and neck.
Carla felt sick. He wasn't serious was he? Her parents wouldn't do that? They would not leave her in the house with this child molester! No. There had to be another story to this!
"What if I don't wanna spend time with yah. Just looking at yah makes me feel sick. What makes yah think I'd wanna spend a whole weekend in the same house as yah." Carla questioned. It was all true through. The thought of it all bringing a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach.
"To bad you don't get a say in it then! Just you remember what this deal brings for your disgusting family!" Frank spat back, immediately using his hand gently stroking her neck too abruptly pull on the ends of her hair.
"Ow! You bastard get off me!" Carla screeched, tugging her hair away from his snake-like grip, only to receive a bitterly, stinging, slap to her cheek.
"Watch your tongue young lady! Go and sit in the lounge! I don't want to hear or see you till I'm ready!" Frank shouted back. He was furious how dare she speak to him like that. Especially after everything his family was doing to help hers..