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This is our Christmas story, this year instead of a one shot or a two shot, it will be a chapter story and will be completed by Christmas. This is a bit of Christmas spirit with a bit of an old favorite movie of ours, Ghost. As always there may be some drama and angst, but we'll deliver on the happy ever after.
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Chapter 1
EPOV
I grab the dirty rag from my pocket, as I remove my hard hat with my other hand. I wipe my brow and face before putting the rag back in my pocket, and replace my hard hat.
"Masen, we need those bricks, now," Aro, the foreman, for the site I am working at yells. I let out a breath before grabbing a hold of the wheelbarrow and pushing to the waiting men. I'm almost there when a few bricks fall to the ground smashing.
"Fucking hell, Masen, I don't have money to spare. We're already fucking behind in this and the government's already breathing down my neck. They are holding out on me, because of the delays. Just remember, if I don't get paid, then you don't get paid," he says pointing at some of the guys and me. "And you don't get paid. Now, Masen, go check on the waste of space you call a father."
I nod not even correcting him in the fact that Ed is not my father; he's just my mother's husband. When I get to the top of the scaffolding, my eyes fall on Ed who is passed out drunk on one of the rails.
"Ed," I say kicking his foot a little. I kneel down picking up the empty bottles putting them into the black bag. "ED," I yell and he sits right up looking at me in shock. I take a hold of him making sure he's stable and not going to fall to his death before letting go.
"You're not supposed to be drinking on the job," I say harshly.
"Are you trying to tell me what to do, boy?"
"No," I sigh, letting out a breath calming myself a little. I really hate the fucker and I know he hates me. "Aro sent me to find out what you were doing."
"That fucker can kiss my ass," Ed says with a slap to his butt. "He's nothing more than a fucking pansy ass, gay fucking piece of shit," Ed yells over the railing and I sigh. Moving away from Ed, I make quick work of the job Ed was supposed to have completed this morning. It takes me the best part of the day, but by clocking out at six, I have done all of Ed's jobs and more than half of my own. I wait in my truck for Ed who is staggering outside of the door. He finally opens his door and climbs in with another large bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand. He has drunk most of it by the time I pull up outside of our building.
"You fucker, you took my bottle with you this morning," my mom yells out of the apartment window. When we enter the building it only takes a few minutes for us to hear her again. I look up she's leaning over the stairway railing in her housecoat. No one in the building bats an eye at this; most of them are all scum, too.
I really fucking hate living here—most would ask why the fuck I live at home with my mom and her partner—I am after all, twenty-six-years-old, more than old enough to live on my own.
"Edward," I hear the sweet voice say and I smile as I pick up Morgan. My mother and Ed named her after one of their favorite drinks, Captain Morgan spiced rum. Her official name is Morganspice, but I just call her Morgan. This little girl—my sister—is the reason I'm still fucking here.
"What did you have for dinner, baby girl?" I ask walking into the apartment ignoring my mom and Ed as they shout at each other in the hallway about the bottle of Jack.
"I haven't had dinner yet, she said we weren't eating until later."
"Did she give you a snack?" Morgan just shakes her head.
Fuck ... that means she hasn't had anything to eat since lunchtime at the school, where she attends kindergarten. I walk with her in my arms to the kitchen.
It takes me a few minutes to cook up some eggs and toast. Our mother and Ed are still yelling at each other, so I sit with Morgan in my room.
"Edward," Morgan says softly.
"Yes, baby girl?"
"My teacher says mom needs to fill out those forms and she needs to see her. I swear I didn't say anything—"
Her voice sounds scared and I pull at my hair.
"It's okay, baby, do you know where the papers are?" I ask not having seen any.
"No. I gave them to Mom."
I smile and wink at her. "Here, baby," I say putting my iPod earphones in her ears. I press play leaving her to eat and listen to music. I walk back out to the living room.
"You need to remember to feed Morgan," I say harshly.
"Don't you talk to your mother in that tone of voice, boy."
I ignore Ed as I keep looking at my mom. "Where are the forms that you've been asked to fill out?"
She waves her hand at the kitchen table and I move to them, seeing they are the same ones from when Morgan first started. There's also a note asking who is responsible for collecting Morgan from the bus stop. I quickly fill them all out and then hand them to her to sign.
"You need to sign them, and you need to pick Morgan up at the bus stop."
She huffs as she signs her name.
"Do you want them to call social services? Anything could happen to her, it's a five minute walk, and anyone could just take her. As for the forms, you need to fill them out when they ask you to. If you're too lazy or drunk, give them to me. If they call then call me at work and I'll deal with it, don't just ignore it. Okay?" She nods without looking at me and says nothing.
"Mom," I say making sure she's listening.
"Jesus, yes, God, I heard you. Now piss off or I won't let you play Daddy," she says like it's not some big deal.
Fucking stupid bitch, she's been there with social services before. She even lost me for six years to them. I was Morgan's age when they first came into my life. When I turned eight, they took me from her. The next six years I was pulled, pushed, abused, hurt, scared and a shitload of more things happened to me.
When I was fourteen, my mom cleaned herself up enough for them to return me to her. I think they also thought I was old enough to look after myself. The first two years everything went well – she was doing the stuff a mom should do, even attending AA meetings. Ed also attended the AA meetings, and they became a couple within weeks. They got married when I was eighteen, and this was the beginning of their downfall.
At first, I didn't notice it mainly because I had moved out and had a shitty place of my own. By the time I was twenty-one, they were both drinking heavily every day. I had given up on both of them, trying to distance myself from them, that was until I found out she was pregnant. She didn't seem to care, just kept drinking. Even when they lost their home, they still kept drinking.
Ed had called to say she had Morgan and I went to see them, and fell in love the second I laid my eyes on Morgan. When I left that night, I tried to find a way to keep Morgan safe, but there was no way with my police records that I would be given custody of her. After growing up the way I did, there was no way in hell I'd allow social services to take her. I went through more abuse, hurt and heartache with them, than I had gone through living with my mom.
I got us a place big enough for the four of us. I have pretty much been raising Morgan the best I can these past five years. But things are hard and money is tight, even with both Ed and I working full-time. One of the many reasons money is so tight is because Ed and my mom seem to be spending all his pay on booze. Since they have been drinking more, they, of course, need more money to get it. The thing that pisses me off the most is that they are also forgetting Morgan more and more, too. Then there are their arguments. They never hit each other, but I have a feeling it will not be long before things begin to turn violent between them.
Once Morgan has had her bath, bedtime story and is tucked in, I head out without saying goodbye to Ed or my mother, not that they care; they're too busy fighting over the booze.
I arrive at the bar and grill, and head in sitting down at a table.
"Hi, Edward," I groan when I hear the happy voice of Bella freaking Swan. Why the fuck does she need to be my server tonight? "What would you like today?"
"My usual," I say tight-lipped hoping she'll just leave.
"No problem," Bella says walking away. She comes back a few minutes later with my glass of juice. "How are you today?"
"Fine," I say with a sigh. Of course, I am shit out of luck when it comes to Bella and her leaving me alone.
"Good to hear. My classes at college have been really increasing in the amount of work we have to do. I really don't have much spare time and I've been finding it's hard to do my assignments on top of working."
"Does this mean you're going to stop working here?" I couldn't hide the happiness of the thought of no more Bella Swan.
"What?" she chuckles shaking her head. "No. I may have to pull out of some of my volunteering work, which I enjoy doing, so that stinks. Oh well, I know I shouldn't complain, I did get into college after all, even if it's just the local one."
"Yeah, they'll take anyone."
Bella does not seem to pick up on my clear insult. "So how's work? It's really starting to turn into something, over there. I think it's going to look great once you guys are all done and cleaned up."
I rub my face frowning a little at her. The only reason I know Bella is because her old man is on the police force and her mother works in social services. Both her parents know my background and have been involved in my family from when I was young. I met Bella about six years ago when I was doing community service. Since then, every time she sees me, she approaches me to say hi.
About a year ago she started working here, and again she would only talk for a few minutes, but six months ago she seemed to have started to seek me out more, and just keeps talking to me about whatever shit is going in her life.
"I am thinking of doing the English major courses next year. Oh, I'm having a party for Halloween, would you like to come? You could bring Morgan, too."
"I'm busy," I say and Bella frowns. Just maybe she's finally picked up on the fact that I don't care for her.
"Edward, please be careful and watch your back with them – more so, James."
I pull my eyebrow together as she stands up. "Your meal will be right out, Sir."
"Oh, looky here, James, it's fatty, was she hitting on you again, Edward?"
I turn seeing James, Jacob, Riley, Paul and Sam are walking toward my table and Bella has walked away.
"Same old, same old," I say with a chuckle.
"Maybe you should just fuck her, pop her cherry, maybe then she will stay away. I'll even give you a bag to put on her head," Jacob says as he takes a seat.
"Here's your meal," Bella says placing the food down in front of me.
"Are the rest of you ready to order?"
"Not sure if I want to eat any more, your fat ass has put me off," James says with a look of disgust.
I turn my head a little looking at Bella who looks upset. "Edward, you agree don't you, this lard ass is putting you off your dinner?"
"Yeah, she is," I say meanly.
Bella walks away with her head down. I know that I should feel guilty for what I just said, but I don't. Bella is not fat, far from it, she must be a size six or eight at most, but in her small five foot frame, it makes her look bigger. But at the end of the day I don't care for the girl and she will not leave me alone.
Thankfully, Bella gets Jessica to serve us for the rest of the night. Now Jessica is a sexy, long-legged blonde that most guys will not mind looking at, and want to fuck. I have even used her image to help myself get off when I am horny. It may not be a nice thing to do, but at least is safer than random fucks.
"Tomorrow at nine is the sting," James says as he's downing his pint. "Make sure you're up for it."
I nod at him, but say nothing verbally.
"Jessica, I'm ready for pudding," James says and walks off with Jessica skipping behind him.
"Fucking lucky bastard – how the fuck does he land every girl he wants?" Jake asks as he looks over my shoulder. I turn a little seeing Bella is wiping down the tables.
"I think it's his charm," I deadpan. "Seeing something you like, Jake?"
Jake's eyes snap to mine. "No, but if you don't want her cherry then I do."
I frown at him and he chuckles.
"Her father tried to fuck me over, so I think I should get to fuck his little girl over as payback." Jake starts to chuckle and I sigh rolling my eyes at him. "Hey fatty, I have something hard and long for you to suck on."
Bella flips him off and walks into the kitchen.
"You need to work on that charm of yours," I say laughing at him. I don't think Bella will ever go there so he's out of luck.
At the end of the night I wave at the gang and head home. I unlock the door to see Ed and my mom are passed out half naked on the floor. I throw a blanket over them. Before turning in for the night, I check on Morgan who's safe and sound asleep.
I lay in my bed looking at the picture of the family home and nearby school. This is the reason I'm about to help steal sixteen cars. I need enough money to pay for a home and everything we need until I get a job. I also know I will need to leave Ed and Mom money so they will not report me when I take Morgan with me. Morgan can't live like this anymore, and this way she can have a childhood. She'll need to call me Dad, but I am sure people will not question it – after all she looks more like me than Ed or my mom.
This little fact has led me to believe that my drunken ass mother had hooked up with my father again, who's an even bigger waste of space than Ed is.
I sigh placing the picture under my bed, I close my eyes knowing I'll need all the rest I can get for tomorrow.
A/N: So the posting schedule for now is Sundays and Thursdays, when we get closer to Christmas, then we will post more if need be. Let us know what you are thinking of this story, we are excited to hear your thoughts. Thanks as always for reading, please review. Kasi & Nikky~
