OH MY DAYS IT WAS ANNE! Sorry if I just spoiled that for anyone by the way :P Anyways enjoy this chapter :D

7th August

Carla and Michelle were working in the office, both trying to get the paperwork sorted out for a huge order from a company that would give them work until well into October. After her incounter with Frank the day before Carla was on tenderhooks, praying that he wouldn't come into the factory but knowing that the possiblity of that happening was all too real. Michelle knew something was wrong because Carla hadn't said anything all day and would jump slightly everytime there was a loud noise. She hadn't been like that in years, but Michelle feared that the fact that Frank had been released woke up old memories for Carla. After letting the workers out at the end of the day Michelle tried to talk to Carla.

'Can I have a word Car?' She asked sitting on the edge of her desk.

'Yeah, what about?' Carla said, not looking up from her computer.

'You, i'm worried about you.' This time Carla did look up and sighed, she knew what Michelle was talking about.

'I'm fine really, why don't you go with the others.'

'You're not fine Carla...'

'I am Michelle, please can you go, I need some time to think.' Knowing how stubborn she could be Michelle decided to drop it.

'Fine i'll go but if you need someone to talk to, I'll be in the Rovers.' Once Michelle had left, Carla let out another sigh and lent back on her chair, closing her eyes and rubbing small circles on her temple, trying get rid of the headache that was forming. What she didn't notice was Frank enter the factory...

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Michelle walked into the Rovers and was suprised to see Ryan behind the bar.

'What you doing? You got a job here?'

'Yeah, thought that I might aswell do something while i'm here and since its the summer it's always busy. Do you want a drink?'

'Okay then, i'll have a white wine, small mind, Carla's not been herself today and if she needs someone to talk to I don't want to go smelling of booze, it might push her over the edge.'

'What's wrong? She were fine yesterday.'

'I think it's something to do with Frank, but she won't talk to me, keeps pushing me away. I just hope she's okay back at the factory.'

'She'll be fine, here you go, one small white wine.' Ryan lent foward slightly and whispered 'On the house.' Michelle smiled and went to sit with the factory workers, trying not to worry to think of Carla alone in the factory. Well... Michelle thought she was alone.

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Carla's eyes shot open as Frank walked through the door, as she tried her hardest not show her fear as he entered the room. Frank sauntered round the small office before walking infront of Carla, placing both hands on the arms of her chair, effectively trapping her in it. He lent closer so their noses were almost touching, his presense making Carla feel sick.

'Get...away...from...me..' Carla said, her voice wavering slightly. Frank stood up and put his hands up in a surender gesture.

'Why? I haven't done anything wrong.' As he said this, some of the fight returned to Carla.

'Haven't done anything wrong?... Haven't done anything wrong?... You raped me!' She shouted as she lifted her hand up to slap him. Frank grabbed her wrist and pushed her backwards so her back hit the wall as he pinned both her arms to her sides. Carla started to tremble under his grip, the situation mirroring the one in her flat 5 years ago. He lent foward so his mouth was right next to her ear.

'I only gave you want you desevered.' He pulled away as he heard Michelle returning to the factory looking for her bag. Carla fell to the floor as her legs buckled beneath her. Once Michelle saw Frank in the office and Carla on the floor she stormed into the office, pushing past Frank and wrapping Carla in a hug.

'What did he do to you?' Michelle whispered as Carla started to cry. Not getting an answer she turned and glared at Frank.

'What did you do to her? Why are you even here you shouldn't be anywhere near her.' Frank started to play the innocent act, saying that he came to talk buisness and found Carla like that, before leaving quickly. Once he had left Michelle felt Carla relax slightly in her arms.

'He didn't do anything 'Chelle.' Carla mumbled after a while. Michelle scoffed slightly

'Didn't look like nothing to me Car. Anyway he shouldn't even be near you, you could request a resitraining order on him.'

'He just scared me that's all. He didn't touch me...like that. And he is intitled to be here, I already call me solicitor on that one. Anyway even if i do apply for a restraining order, it could take weeks to be processed and in the eyes of the law, he's served his time, he's a free man. Nothing I do, or say changes that.'

'But Car, he raped you..'

'I do know, I was there. But I've got more important things than that bastard to think about.'

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