Never Alone || Carchelle

Michelle

A FEW DAYS LATER: 

"CHELLE?" I hear Carla scream and I drop everything, photos scattering themselves on the floor around my feet as I scramble into Carla bedroom. She's standing in front of the mirror, top held in one hand, the other on her mouth. She's staring at her stomach. I go and stand by her side "Love?" I whisper and Carla looks at me, fear buried in her eyes and face "There's a piece of him growing in me Chelle... Look..." She points at her stomach and I shrug "What?" "I'm GETTING FAT! IT'S GROWING!" She snaps before sinking into her bed. I sit beside her "Car... I think we need to talk... bout this..." I whisper gingerly, Carla shakes her head frantically. "No!" she growls. I sigh, rubbing my face in exhaustion. "Carla. You don't have to keep it" I say standing up. She doesn't reply, merely lies there, looking at the ceiling. "I'm here if you need to talk" I state, leaving the room. 

Hours pass, Carla hasn't resurfaced from her room, I flick the TV on, hugging a cushion and snuggling under my favourite blanket, I watch as someone hunts for gold in the depths of the Australian outbacks. Some time passes before I hear the door to Carlas room creak open and the sofa sinks near my feet. I stare at the TV, waiting for her to talk but she doesn't. She merely snuggles up to me, breathing deeply and I wrap my arms around her waist. We sit there for some time before Carla pipes up "I can't Chelle...". I mute the TV and sit up "I can't do this Chelle... Having a constant reminder of him... What he did to me... I just can't..." she whispers and I place my hand on her knee "Ok... That's ok... Have you, y'know?" I ask and she shakes her head "Ok... well there's no rush, take your time." I murmur gently and she flashes me a weak smile "Thanks Chelle..." "For what?" I reply "Everything" she states as she leaves the sofa, heading back into her room. A short while later she reappears, flops onto the sofa next to me and grins "Tomorrow this will be over" she says gleefully and I force a smile on my face, trying to get the memories about to resurface, from doing so "Glad to hear it" I say "I'm gonna go to bed though, do you need me to come tomorrow?". Carla shakes her head "I'll be ok by meself ta" she replies "K... Sleep well eh? I'm only in there if you need me". I scurry off to my room and close to door, brushing away the tears starting to fall, from my face and throw myself into bed, hoping sleep with take away the nightmare replaying itself in my head...