Either explosion or reunited for the wip thing. You choose or both, please!
i will do both since you asked nicely!!
explosion - this is still in the planning phase really, but essentially becky fakes carla's death so she can get back with lisa, but lisa realises after carla's 'death' that she can never be with becky because carla was the one she loved,,, really backfires for becky lmao. but no worries, carla's in a hospital with amnesia!! (look if you can't go full soap when writing soap fanfic, when can u lmao). anyway this bit is from lisa and becky talking when lisa gets really drunk:
"All that time I wasted, being scared, all that time we spent at each other's throats – and everything was starting to look better, and you came back, and you ruined it all, our last months together -" Lisa slurred. "You ruined my life twice. How could you, Rebecca? Weren't you supposed to love me?"
"Doesn't feel like it." Lisa said, then hiccupped. "I think – I think Carla really loved me. Real, real love. All she wanted was for me to love her back, for her to be the only one I loved, and I couldn't do that, could I? Because of how thoroughly you ruined my fucking life."
"But you did, didn't you? You did." Lisa said, her eyes glassy, and her bottom lip wobbled. "I never want to see you again."
"You don't mean that. It's the drink talking."
"I do." Lisa said, her voice firm. "I do. I never fucking want to see you again."
"Stop using her like a – like a pawn in your game, she's an adult and you can see her without seeing me." Lisa said. "God, Becky, do you know how much you broke me? How I was after you died? I was half alive, I was barely functioning. Me and Bets were so broken – and it was Carla who fixed that, Carla who put me back together – and this is how I repay her, by letting you back into our house, into our lives?"
"Did you know it would be that night?"
"What?"
"Did you know you would die that night?"
"Lise – it was – it was all last minute."
"'Cause if you did, you – you shouted at me. You left without saying goodbye. If you knew – if you knew – then you left me knowing you might never see me again – and you couldn't even – couldn't even give me a kiss, and tell me you loved me? Couldn't give me that to hold onto?" Lisa said, swaying slightly. "Carla – when she left, she – she said she loved me. She was letting me go 'cause that's what she thought I wanted." Her voice faltered. "I think she really did love me. Real, real love. And now she's dead, really dead, and I'm never going to see her again."
reunited - this is a fun one where becky comes back!! i can see corrie bringing becky back, like they did with rob, for a single sl. anyway in this snippet, becky comes back to no.6 and she's cholorformed betsy, and has a gun pointed at carla and lisa and they're all in betsy's bedroom. i really can't work out how i want this to go from here... who gets shot? how badly? the possibilities are endless!!
"Why'd you have to marry her, Lise?" Becky's voice was shaking. "Divorcing me, maybe I understand, we can always remarry, but marrying her?"
"I love her." Lisa said, her voice taut. "Please, I'll do whatever you want, just don't -"
"Maybe you'll love me again if I really make you a widow, huh?" Becky snapped. "I made you one before. I can do it again."
"What's your plan afterwards? After you kill me." Carla spoke up, and Lisa flinched violently. "We've got nosy neighbors and thin walls - they'll all hear the shot, and the police will be on here in five minutes. What's your plan?"
"I leave here with my family." Becky said.
"We'll go with you then - we will. All together. Just - please don't hurt Carla -" Lisa said, her voice shaking, and Becky turned the gun on her.
"I tried that, didn't I? I tried! I left her to die in a fucking shipping container and we were home free and on our way to Hull - then here she comes, gunning it down the motorway like a banshee, and all my plans were ruined! So no, I don't have a plan, my plan is to kill Carla and then see where the night takes me!" Becky said, and the gun was back on her, her hands no longer shaking. "Oh, I just messed up, didn't I, Detective? Now I've admitted it's premeditated. Well, now I can admit I have thought of no other fucking thing, locked in that cell, than coming here and blowing her pretty head wide open. Now it's murder. Now - it'll be murder."
"Please, Becky, don't -" Lisa sobbed.
"Not in front of Betsy." Carla said, her voice steady. "We agreed, didn't we? The sound of the gun would wake her up. Not in front of Betsy."
