It was the following day and Peter returned to the street to confront his Dad and Simon.
He tapped on the door taking a deep breathe.
'Peter come in!' Ken said in a friendly manner, oblivious to what was about to unfold.
'Was Simon behaving?' Peter asked nervously.
'Yes, he was fine, do you want a cup of tea?' Ken asked.
'Ta' Peter nodded coming in, Deirdre smiled at him from the kitchen and Simon looked up from doing a puzzle at the table.
'Hi Dad, look how much I've done!' Simon said proudly.
Peter smiled, Ken noticing Peter's strange behaviour.
'Peter, is everything okay?' Ken asked.
'Si, I need a word with you mate' Peter said knowing Simon should be told first.
Ken frowned.
'Peter?' Ken asked.
'Bare with me Dad, I need to speak to my son' Peter said pulling a chair up.
'What is it Dad?' Simon asked.
'Listen Si, you know sometimes two people go their separate ways?' Peter said choosing his words carefully.
Simon scrunched up his face.
'What do you mean?' Simon asked.
'Well, sometimes people fall in love, and sometimes they fall out of love' Peter said as Ken shook his head realising what Peter was saying.
'I don't understand?' Simon asked confused.
'Simon, me and your mum, well we aren't together any longer, we both still love you very very much, that hasn't changed, just we won't be living together anymore' Peter said as Deirdre's face fell.
'Peter' Ken said under his breathe as Simon's face fell.
'I'm sorry Si lad, come here' Peter said as Simon shook his head.
'Why?' he cried.
'It just happens Simon, I'm sorry, neither of us want you to be upset' Peter said.
'But I don't want you not to live together! Your my Mum and Dad!' Simon said as Peter felt tears sting his eyes - this was what he'd dreaded all these months ago.
He was now in a difficult situation. Simon also had a brother and a new step mum, and Peter wasn't sure whether this was the right moment to tell him.
'Listen Simon, I know this is hard for you, but there are a few more things I need to tell you, but that can wait' peter said.
Ken interrupted. 'Simon, why don't you go upstairs with Deirdre for a minute, and you can have a biscuit, it's okay' Ken said needing to speak to Peter.
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'What an earth Peter? What the hell is going on?' Ken said angrily.
'Don't shout at me Dad. I'm sorry. I don't love Leanne any longer. This has been on the cards for ages' Peter said.
'Well I certainly didn't see this coming?' Ken said.
'No, I've bottled it up.. listen.. I wish it would work out but it can't.. not when..' Peter trailed off.
'What? Is there someone else Peter?' Ken said.
Peter looked down.
'Oh my god, there is, who is she?' Ken said.
'Who is she!' he shouted louder when Peter didn't respond.
'Carla. Carla Connor' Peter said as Ken's mouth widened.
'What? Carla, Peter are you joking?' Ken said.
'No Dad I'm not. I love her, I always have. And she's the mother of my child' Peter said met with silence