The Troubles Of Love (Emerlotte)

Chapter 7

*Charlotte's POV*

Emerald had just left to retrieve her belongings from her apartment. The tension in the air between Coco and I was thick. Coco was making dinner and I was sat on the couch. I felt slightly uncomfortable being here.

'I'm sorry' Coco said, halting my musings.

'Whatever for?' I asked her, extremely confused.

'Um... Running you over, have you not seen your leg?' She nervously giggles.

'It's fine Coco. Your allowing me crash at yours to get back on my feet. I'm extremely grateful.' I say, hoping honesty rings in every word.

'I'd to anything for Em and her companions' She laughs, 'You hungry?' She asks.

'No, but thank you' I smile.

She plates herself up a huge bowl of Bolognase and walks over to the couch.

'So, tell me how yourself and my sister met?' She asks enthusiastically.

'On Call The Midwife' I reply bluntly, not fully comfortable talking about it.

'Charlotte, I want a story something exciting!' She says between mouthfuls.

I was about to expand on my earlier point when there was a sudden thumping on the door and a woman screaming for help......Emerald.

'Shit' Coco gasps and runs for the door.

Coco walks in, Emerald in her arms. Most of Emeralds clothes has been stripped from her and she is just left in a cardy. Her hair is tousled and she is very pale.

Coco lays her down beside me and we check over her as best we could.

'Coco, call an ambulance. This is serious.' I say.

'Emerald, what happened?' I ask her, concerned.

'Chris' She feebly gasps as she passes out.

All I can think is, 'shit'.