"Connie, please! I'm sorry"

Connie continued walking, not pausing, desperate to get away from the blonde. She was fuming, disgusted that someone could lie about something so terrible. She had forgiven her for the whole shopping to the police, but now she was just pushing things too far. It disappointed Connie, she had hoped something beautiful would have blossomed between the two, but now she was adamant that she wanted nothing more to do with Rita.

Connie dejectedly stopped just short of the main entrance. She watched as Connie threw herself into her car and sped off in lightning time. Rain was pouring once again, and as Rita stood in the elements, her clothes gradually becoming more and more soaked she realised what an idiot she had been. Why had she said such a vile thing?

"You seem to have a knack for screwing up her life"

Rita jumped at the sound of Charlie's dulcet tones. She turned her head and found him standing just behind, arms folded and a scowl on his usually gentle face. Rita visibly sighed and turned so she was face to face with the older nurse.

"Charlie…" Rita breathed.

"I don't want to hear it, quite frankly I am done with you" Charlie hissed as several paramedics wandered past on their way back to their ambulance.

"I didn't mean to lie, I thought it's what she would have wanted!" Rita cried, tears now visible in the corner of her eyes.

"You were meddling Rita, and for what? Your own personal gain?" Charlie was confused. Why did Rita feel the need to get involved in every aspect of Connie's life? Surely she had already messed up enough, why didn't she just think!

"Because I love her Charlie, because I want her to be happy, because I know she is petrified!" Rita shouted a little too loudly. Charlie's eyes widened as he took in Rita's words.

"You love her! That's the biggest joke if there ever was one, you clearly don't know the meaning of love if that's how you behave. Do you not think she's been through enough?!"

"I know Charlie, I know what I've done and I would do anything to make it right" Rita cried.

"Yes well you best get thinking. I'm going to drop Alex at his hotel. I suggest you try and get hold of Connie and beg for her forgiveness or things are going to get difficult" Charlie advised as he fished his keys from his trouser pocket. He gave Rita a serious look before turning, aware of Alex's presence.

"Just sort this out" Charlie finished before signalling to the car so that Alex knew which vehicle was his. Rita just nodded, trying to blink back the tears that had begun to fall.

Charlie and Alex both climbed into the car and soon disappeared. Rita ran a hand through her short blonde hair, she had really screwed up. She had only been trying to help. She knew Connie didn't want Alex involved, she thought that it would silence him, get him out of the picture. In reality she had just pushed him further into Connie's arms and shafted herself.

"You and Charlie had one of your disagreements again?"

Rita felt relief as Dixie appeared and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I've really messed up Dix"

Xxxxxxx

She knows what she's doing is wrong. From the moment she filled the glass up with the dark red liquid she knew it was wrong, but yet it seemed so right. Wine, her clutch. The one thing she relied on when things went so terribly wrong. She had no one, Charlie, the one person she thought she could count on had betrayed her, breaking her confidentiality and speaking to Alex. Then there was Rita, the nurse that she thought was her friend, the same nurse who created such a vicious lie.

She felt so utterly betrayed, so alone.

The brunette lifted the wine glass and swallowed every single drop of wine till the glass was once again empty. Once again she refilled it, not caring about the voices in her head, the small voice that begged her to think of her unborn child.

Connie carried on topping up her wine glass until eventually she was unable to remain seated on the stool at her breakfast bar. Then she staggered across the kitchen and made her way through to the lounge where she collapsed into the sofa, clutching on to the wine bottle. This was when she finally allowed the tears to fall, every single drop full of heartache. Every time she allowed herself to get close to someone she found herself being broken even more.

Connie allowed thee alcohol to take over her body. She could feel her eyes becoming heavy, her head fuzzy. She wanted to curl up in a ball, but the sudden ringing of her doorbell prevented such actions.

Connie groaned as she pulled herself up from thee settee and drunkenly zig zagged across the floor till she reached the front door. She fumbled with the lock for a second before managing to prise the door open.

"Connie"

Rita stood on the doorstep, an ambulance parked behind her. Connie narrowed her eyes realising it was Dixie sat at the wheel.

"It's you" Connie stated bluntly as she struggled to hold herself up, her hand grabbing onto the door handle to stop her body from slipping to the floor.

It was Rita's turn to narrow her eyes. She reached out a hand and brushed a stray piece of brown hair from Connie's red rimmed eyes. The smell of alcohol practically bled through her pale skin.

"Have you been drinking?" She demanded as she tilted Connie's head back slightly and took a closer look at her eyes.

"You have! Connie, you're pregnant for god sake!" Rita cried.

"And I wish I wasn't" Connie slurred as she stepped back inside the house and went to shut the front door. Rita placed her foot in the doorway, preventing the door from shutting. Her eyes were determined. She wasn't about to allow Connie to continue with her self-destruction. She turned her head and waved her hand, beckoning for Dixie to join her.

"What the hell are you doing?" Connie cried as Dixie leapt from the ambulance, throwing her large equipment bag over her shoulder.

"Saving you from yourself"

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