Welcome back people, another quick update for you, I have to say i think this might be my best chapter to date but i will let you guys be the judge of that, please let me know what you think via comment or review, this chapter has a bit of everything, i shall say no more, as always i hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 12

David lay there for a while waiting for his tears to dry, this was to much confusion, what had be done wrong? Why was Carol being like this? He let out a groan and propped himself up, there was no way he was going to let this go, not without an explanation at least, surly he was entitled to that?

He dressed and washed quickly placing the suitcase back in its rightful place before venturing downstairs, the house was quiet, he saw the living room door was ajar slightly, the faint noise of the television could be heard in the background.

Taking a deep breath he walked in, carol was sat hugging herself on the sofa, she shot him an evil glare "are you still here?" She barked standing up and giving him a shove in the direction of the front door "get out! Get out of this house!" She demanded.

"Carol please" protested David his hands held up.

"Out!" Spat Carol giving him a hard shove and slamming the door in his face.

"I need my fucking shoes!" He yelled banging the door, as he looked down he realised he had a hole in his sock "oh great" he muttered lightly tapping the door then stepping back, only to be smacked on the head by his flying shoes which Carol had very kindly dropped out of the upstairs window for him.

He was knocked a little off balance by this "Carol this is completely unacceptable!" He shouted up waving a shoe in the air, he spent another ten minutes shouting and pleading before giving up.

"God! Women!" He snapped slipping on his shoes and heading towards the car lot.

"Excuse me" came a voice from an approaching lady "Mr David Wicks I presume?" She questioned politely.

David nodded trying to work whether or not he knew this mysterious woman.

She pulled out some identification "I'm detective constable Summerhayes" she informed "I'm working on the Lucy Beale murder case, mind if I ask you a few questions?"

David narrowed his eyes unsure why anyone would want to question him about Lucy, but it looked like he didn't have much choice in the matter here so he was glad to co-operate.

She took him to her car and drove to a secluded spot informing him that she didn't want Max Branning to see or know that they had been talking.

David knew full well why this was, when the car was parked he took off his seat belt and awaited her questions.

"I'm going to make this brief" she started "you have worked with Mr Branning for a number of months, were you awear that he was having a sexual relationship with Lucy Beale?"

David knew that for Max's sake he had to be very careful what he said to this woman, he pondered for a moment before answering her question "no I didn't know that" he said with a sigh " sweetheart to be honest i hardly know the guy, i just work with him, it's like ships in the night in that office" he chucked.

The woman seemed unconvinced "you work with him everyday yet you didn't see anything out of the ordinary? Nothing suspicious?"

David smiled "well half of the customers are what you might call out of the ordinary, they must be to buy from us" he chuckled, a little twinkle in his eyes.

"Mr Wicks, this is a high profile murder investigation i would appreciate it if you could answer my questions without laughing and joking" the woman snapped.

A strange feeling began to come over David, he was actually quite liking this woman's attitude towards him, he looked down at his crotch for a moment, then moved his eyes back to the detective "what's your first name?" He questioned in almost a whisper, his puppy dog eyes burning into hers.

He saw the woman was now smiling, he was hypnotising her with his dark chocolate eyes.

"Its um Emma" she stuttered.

"That's a nice name" whispered David running his hand over her knee and placing the other over his crotch, his boxer shorts now contained a semi erect cock which needed attention, he moved his hand around her knee in a circular motion, waiting for a reaction.

He didn't have to wait long before she move forwards and kissed him, he groaned and unzipped his fly so his bulge was more visible, she soon straddled him and began undoing his belt "let's get in the back" panted David his stiff cock throbbing and yearning to be released into the open air.

The woman obliged and climbed into the back seat, David got out and walked to one of the back doors slowly opening it and dropping his trousers and boxers so she got the full view of his giant cock.

David grinned while removing her bra and panties. She pretended to be shy and acted as though she was covering herself from him, but this was just an act; she was giving him great views and teasing him mercilessly.

He wasted no time in parting her legs, then aiming carefully he let some saliva drip from him mouth, hitting her clit right on target, he took his penis and began rubbing it all over her pussy, he was driving her wild, her cunt was getting wetter by the second, David could tell she was ready for him.

He placed her legs over his shouldser and entered her hard, as soon as his dick went in she screamed with earth shattering pleasure, he penetrated her hard and fast, teasing, taking his fat dick out then hammering it back in, he was sure that he had made her cum at least three times.

Now it was his turn, the lady seemed more than satisfied so he pulled out, stood up and masterbaited himself to climax, shooting his creamy spunk all over her and the back seat, some even hit the windows he was waving it about so much.

She gave him a lift back to the square and they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, David now felt much better as he trotted off to find himself some lunch.

10:45 that night Liam stood fiddling with the cigarettes and lighter he had in his pocket, he cautiously glanced around before pulling the items into view, nodding to himself he removed one cigarette from the packet and took a closer look.

Smoking had never been his thing but he was thinking 'fuck it, I'm old enough'. He had had a stressful day, a lot of his friends smoked and he'd taken the odd drag in the past when it was offered.

He knew if his mother found out she would have kittens, but he figured just the one wouldn't hurt, his plan was to smoke it then get straight in the shower once home, it wouldn't be to difficult to hide his tobacco stenched clothes.

He took one final glance around before lighting up, he sucked in the smoke and began to relax, starting to feel a little light headed he leaned against the launderette door.

The street was lifeless and empty, the only sounds to be heard was the soft whispering of the wind and the sounds merry peoples laughter coming from the queen Vic.

He took a few more drags and began a slow walk towards the Vic, a cool breeze hit him as he walked, he realised he was a bit unsteady on his feet, but in all he fe!t much better.

"No Max it won't work mate, its completely out of the question" came Davids voice as he appeared from across the square talking into his mobile.

"Shit" muttered Liam tossing the half smoked cigarette away and bolting through the vics side entrance which led to the cellar.

Strangely this side door always seemed to open, anyone could sneak in and help themselves to what they wanted.

Feeling woolly headed from his cigarette he helped himself to a bottle of vodka and sat down, after a few hits he placed it on the ground beside him and looked around, the cellar was quite dark, a small ray of light was coming from the top of the stairway.

Liam began to relax and wasted no time in lighting up again.

Meanwhile David was propping up the bar in the vic with a double whisky, he stood alone watching Carol who was sat with Bianca, Kat and much to his surprise Roxy, he knew he was the topic of conversation on that table, Bianca was giving him a helpless look, Carol a death stare, Roxy a cheeky grin and Kat the look of a hungry eagle that was about to fly over and peck his eyeballs out.

He shook his head and finished his whisky before strolling over to try and speak to Carol again, the table went quiet as the ladies saw him approaching "can I get a anyone a drink?" He asked producing a twenty pound note from his pocket.

Carol rolled her eyes "David you shouldn't be in here" she muttered.

"Its still my local, I'm still entitled to drink in here" he pointed out with a grin.

"Your not wanted here" bit back Carol through clenched teeth.

"Yes he is!" Bianca interrupted jumping to her feet and placing her arm around her dad.

David smiled and kissed her cheek putting the twenty back in his pocket "its ok sweetheart" he sighed "as much as I'd love to stay and chat I know where I'm not wanted"

Bianca sat back down looking defeated as she watched David leave the pub.

He stood outside and leaned against the wall, his hand covering his eyes, what had he done that was so wrong?

Back in the cellar a very drunk Liam had managed half the vodka, and for reasons known only to himself he had opened a second bottle, leaving the half empty one on the floor, he was in a giggly state at this point, he stumbled round with the newly opened bottle in one hand and a lit cigarette in the other, he stood before an old dusty mirror and began doing his own unique impression of first Dot and then Shirley.

As he started laughing at himself he heard Mick calling last orders in the bar followed by footsteps coming closer.

He froze for a moment rushing for the door, knocking over the remainders of the vodka bottle and dropping the lit cigarette on the ground, he stumbled out into the middle of the road tripping up and landing hard on his hands and knees, the bottle he had carried out with amazingly didn't break, it just seemed to bounce away from him "ouch" he yelped catching Davids attention.

David looked in his direction and shook his head "some undesirables around here" he chuckled walking over to the helpless lad, it was only upon closer inspection he realised it was Liam.

"Liam?" He stuttered in shock pulling him up via his collar "look at the state of you! What have you taken?" Asked David trying to stay calm.

Liam gave him a smile and laughed, the smell on his breath and the vodka bottle which lay near by gave David the answer he needed.

"You've been drinking haven't you?, you smell like a brewery" he snapped slapping the back of his grandsons head lightly.

"I stink lovely" responded Liam almost keeling over.

Grabbing him quickly David began leading him to the gardens "you've been smoking as well haven't you?" He questioned.

Suddenly David smelt a whiff of something that wasn't stale alcohol or cigarette smoke, he glanced behind him to see a sudden blinding flash coupled with a loud heart stopping bang which was smashed into tiny sound bites that echoed and bounced around the square.

The sheer force of the explosion sent him and Liam flying violently backwards away from the building, Davids reactions were quick enough to grab Liam and break their fall.

He held His grandson tight shielding both their heads from the flying glass and bits of wood that were raining down on them.

David coughed and looked on as a cloud of fire raised from the ground, it literally looked as if the gates of hell were opening in front of him, he moaned in pain as he pulled himself up turning his eyes to the blaze that was raging through the queen Vic, sparks and flames rose to the midnight sky.

"Carol! Bianca!" He screamed limping over as fast as he could.

"No!" Protested Max and Alfie jumping in front of him and forcefully restraining him.

"My fiance and daughter are in there! Get the fuck off me!" He yelled collapsing to his knees, taking the two men down with him, tears steamed down his cheeks as he held onto his two friends and watched in horror as the queen Vic melted in the flames ...

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