'What are you doing here Darren? What do you want?' Carla asked staring at her older brother. 'Nice to see you too. Can I come in?' Darren was tall and thin with scruffy jet black hair. He was wearing a hoodie and old jeans, not exactly suitable for keeping out the winter weather. 'Fine.' Carla opened the door and let him into the sitting room. 'Do you want a drink? And before you ask I'm not giving you anything alcholic, you're not getting drunk on my watch.' Also Frank will notice and i'll be the one who has to pay the price. 'No i'm fine I just want to talk to you, Carla.'
'Really? About what?' Carla sat down on the sofa and Darren sat next to her.
'About you. Last I heard you had gone bonkers and been sent to a clinc in London. But when I went to talk to that guy at the factory, Fred or something..'
'Frank'
'...Yeah that was it, he was really shifty and couldn't come up with the name of the place were you were. So I came here to see if he was telling the truth and then I knocked on the door and then you replied and then..'
'Yeah Darren I was there for that bit remember.' Carla smiled for the first time in 3 months
'So why is he saying that your in London when your here? Carla tell me what is going on, Carla?' As Darren was saying this Carla had begun to cry, hiding her face in her hands.
'Why are you crying Carla? What has happ...' As Carla lifted up her hand to wipe her eyes her sleeve sliped revaling the bruises on her wrist and lower arm. 'Oh my god Carla who did this to you?' Carla lifted her head and Darren saw what lay under the thick layer of founation.
Carla looked at her brother and realised she had to tell him what Frank was doing to her or it would never stop. 'It's Frank' she said in a quite voice. 'The man from the factory. About 3 months ago he raped me. Then this all started. He hit me and kept going and hasn't stoped. He took over the whole factory and told everyone I had gone mad. That way if I ever told owt about what he has done to me people would think that I was just crazy, maybe even that I had hurt myself.'
Carla's mobile started ringing and she looked at the caller ID even though there was no point as there was only 1 person that would ring her.
Carla lifted the phone up to her ear. 'Frank?'
Two chapters in a day! Wow you are lucky people. This is just because I am ill and have nothing better to do :D Can't promise that my update rate will be this fast all the time but I will try and add a new chapter every 2 or 3 days but since Christmas is coming up so that might completely change. Please review!