Couldn't resist posting this chapter! It's shorter than normal but it's kinda vital to the storyline and there is a twist at the end!
Enjoy! (And review)
3 Months Later
Peter loosened his tie a little and un-did top button. The funeral had really taken the energy out of him, people coming up and saying how sorry they were that she was gone, and that if needed any help just to ask. He was in the Rovers for the wake and looked over at his dad, who gave him a small smile, trying not to show his emotions as he had to stay strong for his son. Even though Ken was too proud to admit his feelings in full, he was going to miss her greatly, the two of them had grown close in the past few years. Michelle came and sat next to Peter.
'How you bearing up?'
'I just can't believe she's gone, I mean she was so strong and then just went downhill so quickly. I know that doctors did everything they could but...'
'Yeah I know what you mean. We didn't always get on, but she was a amazing woman.' Michelle squeezed
'I really want a drink but would seem like a insult to her memory. She helped so many times when I hit the bottle, even if I didn't ask for it.'
'Yeah.' Michelle chuckled.
'What's so funny?'
'Remember Christmas two years ago when she invited all of us, even me and Ryan and you accidently drank some champagne and then tried to smuggle the bottle into your coat to drink on your 'walk'. She caught you and didn't let you have any christmas pudding, and then waved it under your nose. It was really childish but you didn't touch a drink all of the next year so she let you have an extra big piece at last years meal.' Michelle said tears in her eyes as she recalled the story.
Peter smiled as her remembered the event. Lottie ran up to him and climbed into his lap.
'Where's Grandma Diedre gone?' Peter sighed, not wanting to go through explaining why everyone was upset and that Diedre was dead. She suddenly went downhill about a month previously, and it was discovered that she had a agressive form of cancer. She decided against having treatment, not seeing the point as she was nearing the end of her life.
'Is she where mummy is because you got upset when mummy went into the big sleep.'
Michelle saw that Peter was getting upset at the mention of Carla, so pulled Lottie onto her lap.
'No darling, mummy is in the hospital because she was so poorly the doctors had to put her in a big sleep until she got better. Grandma Diedre has gone to heaven, so she can be with her mummy and all her old friends.' Lottie nodded, beginning to understand the difference between the death of her grandmother and the coma that consumed her mother. Knowing that it was alot for a 6 year old to understand Michelle took Lottie out the back to be with Simon Amy and Ryan.
It was at times like this that Peter wished that Carla was with him. The trauma on her body due to the stab wound and cut to her head sent her body into shock, so after the surgey had been completed she went into a coma but was luckly responsive. The hospital said that whenever Peter, Lottie, Michelle, Simon or Ryan talked to her there was an increase in her brain activity. It was just a matter of time to see if there was any lasting damage when she woke up. If she woke up. 3 months had gone since the stabbing and the only joy had been Frank being sent back to prison for rape and attempted murder. Then his stepmother had passed bringing another load of grief on him and his family.
Stepping out to have a smoke Peter looked up at the sky and whispered.
'Please watch over us, make sure Carla's gonna be okay.' Inside his pocket Peter could feel his phone buzzing but he didn't bother to answer it. After finishing his ciggarate he walked back in and sitting with his father and friends, remenising about Diedre's life. Peter could feel his phone ringing again and excused himself to answer it as whoever it was really wanted to get hold of him.
'Hello?'
'Hello Mr Barlow? I'm Sarah, I work on the intensive care ward at Weatherfield General. It's about your parther Mrs Connor. She's woken up.'
I feel bad about killing Diedre off so please don't have a go if you disagree with my choice.