The SPECTRE Of The VATICAN ©

Chapter 18 - Love and Lies.

Time: Present Day
Location: HereAfter

Carter was beginning to understand. "So you're saying Amelia's my Mum, and she was raped, and this Peter from next door is my real Dad not Roger? Is that what you are trying to make me believe Teacher?"

"Was she raped Carter Cheval? Have you been paying attention? I fear not."

"That's what my uncle thinks!" Carter offered.

"You are not your uncle, Carter Cheval," Teacher ventured.

"Do you have to keep using my surname like that. It's starting to piss me off. Can't you just call me Carter or Cart?" he asked.

"You will be many Carters, Carter Cheval. In time it will become clear to you why I call you this, and it's not just to piss you off as you so elegantly put it."

"Calmer dear Carter, watch and really see and feel," said Amelia, "I'm sad that you are upset that I'm your real Mum not my sister."

Carter felt bad but said nothing. He realised he didn't have to . . . She already felt . . . she could read his mind. . shit, this is awkward he thought. She laughed.

"Okay I will play along. So where's my Dad - Peter? What happened to him?" Carter asked himself.

Teacher answered, "Watch and learn how cruel some can be, and how your life can be changed forever, depending on the choices you make."

Tony and Peter were in Amelia's room. She had been out of intensive care for a day now. Monique and Jean asked Don if Tony could interview her with Peter present to try get to the bottom of all this . . . the true bottom. They had already assured Don and Vera that they were prepared to give Peter the benefit of the doubt until proven otherwise. Not so Uncle Tony though.

Carter watched as Tony tried to do a job on Peter.

"Hi honey," Tony said to Amelia. Amelia ignored him and gushed a flirty hello to Peter. Peter blushed. She thought he looked so cute, then she saw the handcuffs. She could see her parents were just outside the door with Peter's Dad and Mum.

"Amelia . . . I need you to tell me if this is the man who raped you." Amelia was speechless! "It's okay, you don't have to be scared of this little prick. I've got handcuffs on him!"

Amelia got really upset now and called out to her Mum. "Please Mum . . . we need to talk!"

"It's alright, Amelia, you just have to formally identify him and I'll take it from there. You won't have to worry about this bastard ever again." Tony gestured to the Chevals to stay outside . . . wait. . . . outside. He held up his hand in a stop signal.

Peter finally broke his silence, "I didn't rape anyone let alone, Amelia. I love her! We are going to get married. Aren't we Amelia? Tell them, Amelia, pleeease."

Amelia was taken off guard but recovered quickly, "Peter didn't rape me. I want my Mum in here."

Tony reluctantly indicated that Monique, just Monique, could come in.

They hugged and kissed, the tears flowed on both sides, "I'm so sorry" Amelia said.

Her Mum said, "No it's me that's so sorry darling. It's all my fault, I nearly killed you."

Amelia looked confused, "No it's my fault. Peter didn't rape me, we've been . . . I've been planning this for months, ever since you made plans to go to the snow. I knew Peter wouldn't be able to go. I was going to think of some reason why I couldn't go at the last minute, then I didn't have to. I got Glandular Fever! It was perfect timing, I thought. Anyway, the point is, I planned it all so we could be together all weekend. We've been secretly seeing each other whenever Pete was back in Sydney. But we had just talked about what we might do. Then it sort of just happened. Peter was lovely. It was me that was the bitch. Please don't blame Peter, I think I love him!"