SET IN JUNE 2010 JUST TO CHANGE THINGS ALSO JULIETTA IS NOW JUST JULIET
"Carla, it's me, Michelle." Michelle sighed as she watched her friend wake.
"Michelle, what's going on?" Carla cried not remembering anything.
"Everyone knows about you, and Liam, and Juliet's dad."
"Juliet baby!" Carla cried, scooping her daughter into her arms.
All that was over. Carla Connor hadn't had time to make a coffee before the next lot of trouble came. Slam went the door of draper's mill apartments, next came the latches.
"Who's there?" Carla screamed, grabbing onto her daughter as to keep her safe.
"It's me!" Tony Bellowed. Carla felt her heart in her mouth, as her 10 year old daughter shook, rigid with fear.
"Please Tony, leave us alone!" Tony approached Carla's room, where Juliet and Carla were hiding. He pushed the door open, resulting in the door banging off the wall, almost as hard. Carla dropped her phone, not realising she'd already dialled 112. Juliet immediately hid behind her mother, in complete fear of the Six foot man stood above her.
"Tony just go…" Carla begged. Tony replied to this by pulling his fist back, and slamming it right into Carla's abdomen, sending her flying to the ground, and of course winded. Juliet was now a free target.
"MUM!" She screamed, racing to her mother. Tony shoved the 10 year old from her position, so he could pull Carla from the ground. He took her limp body and tied it to the dressing table chair. He was about to put a mother through the worst pain possible.
"MMMHMHNOHM!" Carla screamed through a gag, as she could do nothing but watch her ex-boyfriend, rape her daughter. Juliet lay there as the forty year old corrupted her body. She had become so use to it, almost as used to getting dressed. The mark he left would be there forever.
Liam Connor heard sirens on Coronation Street. As he saw them wiz past, in the direction of Carla's flat, he had a gut feeling this was something to do with him. He ran out of his house and into his sports car, racing after the police. He felt sick s they parked outside Carla's flats. Liam ran over with his key, allowing himself in before the police. He rushed up the stairs, using his key to Carla's door, only to realise the latch was on.
"CARLA! JULIET!" Liam raged, slamming his manly figure off the door, in an attempt to break the latches. Eventually, when the police were almost up the stairs, the door flew off its latch, and Liam rushed in to make sure his daughter and lover were okay.
"GET OFF HER!" Liam shouted, the anger evident in his voice as he pushed Tony Gordon off his daughter. He made sure his daughter was okay, while the police and a medic checked Carla over, Carla who was struggling for breath…
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