"Michelle?" Johnny calls out as he walks into the Rovers, a seemingly emotionless expression spread across his face as the tears run down it.
"Johnny, are you okay? What's happened? Is it about Carla?" Michelle asks, unable to stop herself as she can't help but feel concerned by the state he's in.
"Err yeah," he answers, looking down as people look on in silence, curiosity overwhelming them over what the latest drama could be.
"Well what is it? Has she called?" She asks him desperately.
It's been a little over a week since the disastrous wedding day. The day a member of the street was hit and injured by an oncoming car. The day so many lives turned upside down. The day that Carla Connor mysteriously disappeared in the night.
"No she hasn't. Erm," Johnny gulps as he prepares to finish his sentence, desperately attempting to hold in the tears threatening to escape.
"Do you wanna go through to the back?" Steve asks awkwardly, fearing just what might occur in the conversation which was taking place in front of several different punters and neighbours.
Michelle simply nods as she walks through to the back of the pub, shortly followed by Johnny. They both sit down on the sofa, spaced apart and staring forward in silence for a bit.
"Johnny, what is it? Just tell me," Michelle almost begs, petrified by the thought of what could have happened to her best friend. But, nothing could have prepared her for the words that left his mouth. Nothing at all.
"They found a body- the police, they found a body."
Sorry for how unbelievably tiny this is and leaving it so long since the first but I've come up with quite a few ideas so I'm hoping to continue it for a bit and I apologise in advance if I do end up abandoning half way through a storyline as I seem to have a knack for that.
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