Back to normality?

Chapter 13

After a restless night, Peter found Carla sat up to the table, head resting on her arms as a mug of coffee sat steaming in front of her; gently touching her back, he waited for her to lift her head before kissing her.

"You okay?" He asked.

"My head feels like its gonna explode"

"You had some tablets?"

"Yeah"

"Go back to bed"

"Don't want to"

"Carla, don't be stubborn; go and get your head down for a few hours. You didn't sleep much last night again"

"Will you hold me?" She asked with puppy dog eyes.

"Come on"

Taking her hand, they settled in the bed, him holding her close as she closed her eyes; having already taken her medication, when she awoke, the fuzzy headedness had eased, as had the headache. Rubbing her eyes, she looked up at him dozing; kissing his cheek, she made her way to the bathroom to have a shower. When she came out, a white robe wrapped around her body, she found him in the kitchen, rustling up something to eat for them; standing behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Feeling better?"

"Yeah, thank you"

"Michelle called, said to get you to call her when you were awake" he said, handing her a jacket potato topped with cheese and salad.

"I'll give her a call in a bit; does Steve need you to help out today?" She asked as they sat down and began eating.

"It's up to me; he'll put me on if I go in"

"You should, we need the money for this place now"

"We're covered for a couple of months with what we paid"

"Peter, I'll be fine; yesterday...was a bad afternoon. But you were right, i shouldn't let one person get to me when he doesn't know the full situation and I know how far I've come"

"Okay, if you're sure?"

"Eat your lunch and go; I'll give Michelle a call and meet her at the cafe, see Roy while I'm there"

"Okay"

With Peter off out for a few hours, Carla got herself dressed in black leggings, long tank top, sandals and jacket; with her straightened, she called Michelle and walked over to Roy's to meet her.

"Afternoon Roy, coffee please" she smiled as she approached the counter.

"Carla, how are you settling in?" He asked, pouring the coffee into a white mug.

"We're mostly unpacked now; Scott's happy with everything" she said, taking the mug off him.

"Good, I'm glad; can I get you anything else?"

"I'm good thanks; I'll have another coffee for Michelle though" she answered as he beat friend walked in.

"I'll bring it over"

As they sat down in the corner, Roy placed the second cup on the table with a couple of cakes before going back to the counter.

"I'm sorry for running off yesterday" Carla started.

"You were upset: it was understandable. Peter said you weren't doing too good when we phoned me?"

"I wasnt" she admitted, taking a sip of coffee. "But he let me process, we talked and i took a tablet; the guy just threw me. I wasn't expecting him to recognise me or say what he did"