Hello again people, welcome back! Another fairly quick update for you! Here is chapter 6, really hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 6
Carol stood for a moment before slamming the door and bolting upstairs "David!" She yelled bursting into the bathroom.
"Carol, I'm ready for you" he said with a grin running his hand up and down his fully erect cock.
"Don't give me that you lying, cheating scumbag!" She yelled, tears rolling from her eyes.
"What?" Uttered David sitting up.
"Leave anything at the hospital?" She questioned.
David looked confused "Carol what are you talking about?" He asked grabbing her hand.
She threw his hand away with such force "touch me again and I'll drown you, you bastard!" She screamed.
"Carol!" Said David in a state of shock.
"Don't you fucking Carol me!" She snapped back "your watch" she said dangling it in front of him "Nikki just returned it, you were at the hospital with her weren't you!"
David looked uneasy at this point "Carol, she was there when I woke up, I..." He paused "I hardly spoke a word to her"
"So how did she get this?" Carol spat angrily.
"She must have taken it off my wrist when I was still out of it, I don't know" answered David, it was clear to Carol he was clutching at straws here.
"Why would she do that David? Why would anyone do that!" Snapped Carol.
David could see the pain in her eyes, he could never tell her the truth, he could never say what really happened "I don't know Carol, I don't know, maybe because the woman is a tea leaf, I don't know!" His voice was sincere and pleading "Carol I love you more than life itself, more than anyone on this planet" he continued trying to reassure her.
"Ohh fucking great! So your screwing an alien then are you" she bellowed slinging the watch into the bath water and walking out slamming the door.
"Carol I payed a lot of money for this watch!" He cried fishing it out and placing it on the side to dry off "I don't believe this is happening to me" he muttered.
He didn't stay in the bath long, he was feeling unwell, he had a splitting headache and was starting to feel a little sick, he did as Carol had ordered and went straight to bed.
There was a deadly silence the following morning as he entered the kitchen and sat down at the breakfast table, you could have heard a pin drop, Carol stood leaned against the work surface with her hands wrapped around a cup of tea.
"Carol" started David "about last night..."
"Save it!" She spat placing her cup in the sink and slamming his medication in front of him.
He let out a sigh as he struggled with one hand to open the boxes "oh come on open!" He snapped dropping one of the boxes on the floor.
He held his head and groaned, Carol bent down and picked the box up, opening it and taking out the correct amount of medication, she did the same with the remaining boxes "there" she exclaimed before grabbing her head scarf and walking out.
"Carol we need to talk about this!" He called after her but it was to late, she had already slammed the front door, David looked at the calendar on the fridge and noticed it was Carol's chemo day.
He figured he would leave it an hour and then pop down, she couldn't run off if she was hooked up to machines, it was a cunning plan, now he had to get his story straight.
He began popping the pills as Liam appeared in the doorway "you going to tell me what happened then?" He questioned taking a seat opposite his granddad.
David glanced over at him "I fainted Liam" he started "nothing to worry about" he continued swallowing the last of the medication.
Liam looked unconvinced, this look was becoming a regular thing with him, which made David feel uneasy.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked standing up and placing some bread in the toaster.
Liam looked closer at the wound on the back of Davids head "looks painful" he muttered.
David spun round and chuckled "well it doesn't tickle" he said with a grin.
Liam continued giving him a look of suspicion "seen Nikki?" He asked knowing full well this would provoke an unwanted reaction, David rolled his eyes and tried to hold his temper "Liam, just leave it out will you" he said sitting with his toast "could you be a good lad and butter this for me?"
Liam shook his head and stood up "sorry, iv got school" his answer was cold, he knew there was something between his granddad and Nikki, he had spotted them together on numerous occasions, wherever David was Nikki wasn't far behind, he gathered his school books and left promptly leaving David with his toast dilemma.
"Bloody kids" David muttered as he attempted and failed to butter the toast with one hand "oh sod this" he spat biting into the toast which was now very dry and cold, still it was food, his appetite certainly haven't been effected.
He finished eating and grabbed a pad and pen from the side "oh fucking sling!" He wailed ripping it off and tossing it on the floor, he knew full well this could result in more injury but it was getting in the way, he began scribbling a note to Bianca stating that he and Carol wouldn't be joining the rest of the family for dinner that evening.
His plan was simple, go and see Carol, explain Nikki had a screw loose, take her out for a meal, butter her up with his irresistible charm and then give her a night to remember, it couldn't fail... Or could it?
He signed the note and left it where it couldn't be missed before heading out the house to his car "David?" Came Nikki's voice from behind him, he spun around and fell back against the car "holy shit Nikki!" He stammered straightening himself up "what do you want?"
"I just wanted to see how you were" she informed him with an innocent smile.
"Well I'm fine, more than fine" he confirmed unlocking the car.
"Oh poor baby" said Nikki running her hand round the back of his head touching his stitches.
He shook her off and got in the drivers seat, rolling the window down he knew he somehow had to keep this woman well away from him "Nikki please, leave me and Carol alone, whatever your thinking is going to happen isn't" he could hear his own voice shaking, his heart rate began to speed up as he watched her lean forward, he turned his head away so her mouth was right by his ear.
"Movement in the trouser area David?" She whispered.
He didn't react to her comment, he started the car and pulled away slowly just in time to see Liam stood on the corner shaking his head.
"That's just great, fucking great!" David screamed the words, he was angry, angry and frustrated, not just with Nikki but at himself, what was he thinking at the hospital giving in to her advances.
He reached the hospital in double quick time, only to be told that Carol had specifically asked the nurses not to let anyone in to see her especially him, he let out a sigh at the point of hearing this and took himself back outside to his car.
Talking to Carol now was going to be harder than steeling a whisky off an Irishman, he sat in the car tapping his hand on the steering wheel "me and Nikki" he said out loud, he was at this point considering the fact that maybe they would be good together, he shook the thought away, he wasn't like that anymore, he loved Carol, he couldn't run to the arms of another woman because of one silly misunderstanding.
Of course he knew he had done wrong but he was a little out of it 'not so out of it you couldn't get your pork sword to rise to the occasion' his inner voice was screaming this at him.
He spent the day driving round, thinking, trying to clear his mind. It was around nine in the evening when he finally returned home.
He went straight to the kitchen where Bianca and Terry were having one of there moments.
"I don't care how you fucking feel! You just don't understand anything do you!" Screeched Bianca.
"Oi, oi, you want to shout a bit louder I'm not sure the people in the west end heard you" interrupted David taking his jacket off and hanging it over the back of a chair.
"Dad I thought you were taking mum out for dinner?" She questioned her tone dropping to a more normal level.
He sat down shaking his head "it would seem your mother doesn't want to talk to me at the moment" he informed her, rolling his sleeves up.
"What you done now?" Asked Terry.
"He's my dad I'll ask the questions!" Spat Bianca narrowing her eyes at first Terry then David.
"Its just a misunderstanding sweetheart, Nikki was at the hospital yesterday and..."
"Oh I might have known that psycho bitch would have something to do with it!" Snapped Bianca her tone becoming high again.
"Darling, its nothing to worry about, I'm going to talk to your mother when she comes in" he answered giving her a reassuring nod.
"Well you might as well have some of this" she replied placing a plate of homemade curry in front of him.
He gave her a warm smile "looks great" he said picking a fork up with his good hand and tucking in.
Bianca grinned back before turning her attention back to Terry "you out, and keep your slapper of an ex away from my mum and dad!" She demanded fiercely.
David let out a groan and piped up "all this agro! I can't even eat my dinner in peace! Why can't you both be more like me? Look at me I love everyone" he said sarcastically "anymore of this and one of you will end up killing the other!" He stood up and went to the fridge pulling out a carton of milk and taking a few gulps before continuing "Bianca darling, I'm either going to lose you to a hole in the ground or your going to be banged up for fifteen years and that would be a tragedy"
"Second one sounds about right" muttered Terry shooting a very pissed off Bianca a challenging look.
"Be quiet I'm yelling!" Wailed David "you know why it would be a tragedy? Let me tell you, because I'd end up making my own dinner and that is totally unacceptable! Now please shake hands and bugger off my heads killing me"
Bianca shook her head and walked out, Terry followed and they continued their argument outside in the street, David could still hear them even with the kitchen and front door firmly closed.
"Well that's normal" he chuckled "don't argue in the house, do what normal people do in Walford and argue outside in the middle of the street"
Laughing to himself he finished his dinner, licked the plate clean and put it in the sink.
"David" came Carol's irate voice from the kitchen doorway, he spun round and smiled.
"Carol" he beamed holding his good arm out ready for a much needed cuddle.
"Don't even bother" she spat folding her arms and stepping back "you know I don't know what's more of a pain in the tits, you or breast cancer!"
David blinked in shock "Carol" he managed to utter.
"The hospital story David, it has so many holes in it you could drive a double decker bus through it!" She wailed banging her hand down on the table.
"No Carol you've got it all wrong!" He pleaded "I swear! doing something, anything with Nikki is as unappealing as the prospect of being dragged backwards over broken glass along Oxford street with my nose nailed to the bumper of a milk float, while the ghost of Derick Branning runs along side me singing 'is this the way to Amarillo!"
Carol let out a sarcastic laugh.
"Its gospel!" Cried David his eyes filling with tears "cross my heart and hope to die"
"Well I hope you fucking do!" Screamed Carol throwing his jacket at him "get out! I dont want you here!" She continued.
"No Carol please" he begged trying to hold her still, but it was no use, he was in to much pain, he allowed her to slap him a few times before grabbing his coat and heading out the door.
The night was cold, he put his jacket on and went to sit in the squares gardens, looking up at the night sky he considered wishing upon on star "Mum, help me" he sobbed cradling himself, he eased himself into a comfortable position on the bench and cried himself to sleep...
Ohh dear, poor David eh people! Thanks for reading! Please review or comment if you can!
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