Before Carla could hear the reply on the other end of the phone Darren had snatched it off her and shouted down the phone.'You bastard, I am going to make you pay for what you have done to my little sister.' Darren hung up the phone and threw it onto the sofa in rage. He looked back at Carla who was as white as a sheet.

'What have you done, Darren? He's going to be so angry, oh my god he'll kill you, please, please, say you didn't just do that, please.' Carla started to break down and was shaking.

'Carla I am going to make him pay for what he has done to you and you are not staying in the hell hole a moment longer.' Darren stood up pulling Carla to her feet and into a hug. Carla gasped and put her hand to her side, where there were a long line of bruises. 'Oh Carla I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you.'

'Darren it's okay, I know you didn't mean to hurt me.'

'Come on let's pack you a bag.'

While Carla was packing some clothes into a bag, Darren went back and got her phone and started looking through the contacts to see of there was anyone he recgonized. He stopped and hovered over 'Michelle Connor' as he wasn't sure were she was now and if she was still even friends with Carla. Seeing as it was the best he could come up with he called her.

'Hello? Carla is that you?'

'No it's her brother Darren, look Michelle I haven't got much time to explain...'

'I thought Carla was in London at some clinc but I haven't heard a word from her for about 3 months what is going on...'

'Michelle stop talking for a minute and let me explain.'

Darren started telling a shocked Michelle what was going on and that he and Carla needed a place to stay. About half way through Carla came out from her bedroom with a bag and just mouthed at her brother 'what are you doing?'

Darren ignored her until he had finished and Michelle agreed to let them stay at her's.

'Look were going to Michelle's, she now knows what is going on and she wants to help.'

Carla looked confused at her brother. 'But I thought that Michelle was away on a cruise.'

'Turns out that she and Ciaran have been back for about 2 weeks now but I guess that Frank forgot to mention that the sly little bastard.' Darren had to clench his fists in anger at what Frank had done to Carla.

'Darren can we please just go, he could be home any minute and I don't want you getting hurt aswell.'

'Okay come on.' Darren picked up the bag and Carla walked out of the flat that had been her prison for 3 months.

I am trying to make these chapters longer but I get distracted easily by anything so I try and get my ideas down quickly so they end up being short. Thank you so much to madaboutcarla, MissEvangeline, lastrequest and watching it burn for reviewing!

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