Note:Okaaay so I'll try not to make a habit of leaving notes lol. But pleeeease review these so i know people are reading. If i think they arent being read I wont update with new chapters. Right so moving on...
Aaron sat at the table eating his toast. He felt sick. He had no appetite. He felt like he was about to vomit any second. He had to eat something however, otherwise Paddy would know something was definately up. He was already suspicious due to the Jackson situation.
'Aaron,' Paddy spoke cautiously from across the table. 'Is everything okay?'
'Yes Paddy.'
'You seem...on edge. Is it something to do with Jackson?'
'Why you talking like hes my best mate?'
'Well, isnt he your mate? He spoke like he was.'
'Well hes not. Hes just a guy who found my phone and dropped it off. Whatever.'
'Why'd he say he'd call ya?'
'I dont know Paddy.'
'Did he call?'
'Yeah.' Aaron didnt see the point in lying about that.
'Wow really?'
'Yeah he said he took my number from my phone. I dunno why.'
'Maybe he just wanted to make a new friend.'
'Maybe.'
Aaron put his plate in the sink and went into the living room. He lay down on the sofa and flicked through the channels until he eventually ended up dozing off.
'Aaron,' Paddy woke him up.
'What...' Aaron mumbled.
'I think you should get up and get out. Putting yourself under house arrest wont help.'
'Wont help what? I'm fine.'
'You're lying. I can tell Aaron, I'm not stupid.'
'Ya think...' Aaron rolled his eyes.
'Look why dont you give someone a call and go for a drink. How about Jac-'
'Dont say Jackson. Before you even go there, no way am I calling him.'
'Right then. Adam or Ryan. How about Cain?'
Aaron smirked. 'Ha, yeah Cain. Oh my god Cain!'
Aaron jumped up, past Paddy, grabbed his jacket and ran out.
He checked his watch as he ran into the garage, beyond late. It was almost one.
He swore at himself and slowed his pace, slightly afraid of Cain's reaction when he showed up.
What was he doing? He was afraid of anyone, let alone his Uncle.
He strolled casually into the garage and saw Cain talking to Ryan. Cain glanced up and motioned for Aaron to come over with one finger.
Aaron breathed and walked over.
'Nice of you to show your face.'
'Better late than never,' Aaron frowned.
'No Aaron! Not better late!'
'Look where's the car I'll get started.'
'It's gone. She turned up and took it. We ended up having to start mending it when we realised you weren't gonna show your face. She had to stand around and wait for it to get finished.'
'I'm sorry Cain. I dozed off.'
'Right. You dozed off. Thats a first one for ya.'
Aaron bit his lip feeling guilty as Cain walked away from him.
'And before you ask,' Cain turned around. 'She didn't leave her number for ya.'
'She was a minger anyway,' Aaron scowled and sat down.
'Look,' Cain walked back over. 'Take a few days off.'
'I dont need a few days off.'
'Well it seems like you do. For the past week or so your heads not been in it. Just go home.'
'Narr I'm fine honestly-'
'Go home.'
'So I'm sacked?'
'Your heading towards it. I'm telling ya, I dont want you back here for a while. Sort yaself out then come back fresh-faced.'
'Errmm, no way. Stuff ya poxy job! I dont wanna work here anyway. Take a few days off, what for? Theres nowt wrong with me. Well dont expect me to come back alright.'
Aaron stormed off his anger still lurking. Ryan was calling after him, the one who always tried to make things right but Aaron ignored him. He made his way back to Smithy Cottage to find Paddy sitting at the table with his mother.
He stepped back out the door when he saw her.
'Ermm come here now,' Paddy called.
Aaron walked back in, shut the door and sat down at the table.
'What?'
'Uncle Cain says you've been slacking off at work,' Chas began.
'Dont you start. I just had an earful off him.'
'Your lucky he keeps giving you chances because you know what Cains like. He doesn't let anyone mess him about.'
'Well he doesn't have to worry anymore does he, cause I've quit.'
He got up and went to the sink to pour some water.
'Ya what?' Paddy cried. 'Oh for God's sake Aaron. Thats just typical of you int'it. When the going gets tough, the tough walks away.'
'Why should'a stick around in a job where I'm constantly getting nagged at?'
'Its called a job Aaron, its not meant to be fun.' Chas walked over to him raising her voice.
'Aww shut up. You dont even live here, so dont come over and start having a go at me.'
'Erm excuse me I have just as much right to be here as you do.'
'No you dont, I live here. There's a reason why they call it ex-girlfriend Mum.'
Aaron walked out, noting Paddy look down in embarassment.
He went up to his room and heard the front door slam as his mother left. Paddy, unsurprisingly, came up to talk to him.
'That were a bit harsh,' Paddy began, taking a seat on his bed.
'No it weren't. It were the truth. She just strolls in hear and starts yelling at me like I'm 8 years old or something. Well I dunno, maybe she's trying to make up for lost time, cause she weren't around when I were eight was she?'
'Aaron. Please, dont speak of your mother like that. What's up with you? You can talk to me.'
Aaron sighed. 'I dont know. I honestly couldn't tell ya if I wanted to Paddy.'
'See, you need to get yourself back on yer feet. Get out with yer mates and stuff. You're stressing yourself out too much. Just...chillax.'
'Just what?' Aaron smirked.
'You know. Chill and relax.'
'I know what it means. Your the one that shouldn't.'
'Look give someone a call and go out and have a good time. Just...dont do anything stupid.'
'Like what?' Aaron panicked thinking Paddy meant what he thought he meant.
'Nothing. Just, be careful, yeah.' He smiled and left leaving Aaron slightly confused.
Aaron lay down and closed his eyes and Paddy went downstairs.
Aaron didn't realise Paddy was actually referring to something completely different. Drugs, were what were on his mind. Aaron had changed. He was still moody and had an attitude problem, but it had gotten worse. He was slacking off at work and constantly seemed on edge. He was hiding something, and as his father figure Paddy would eventually have to talk to him about how drugs weren't the answer.
Back upstairs, Aaron's phone vibrated in his pocket.
'Hello,' Aaron answered.
'Hiyerr it's me - again.'
'Jackson? What do you want?' Aaron sat up quickly.
'Fancy coming out tonight?'
'Not really no.'
'Ohh come on. You need to stop hiding at home.'
'Hiding? You dont even know me.'
'Well it's not like I'm not trying to. Come on. Bar west at half seven?'
'Fine.'
Aaron hung up and lay back down. He was surprised at himself for agreeing to that. At the same time quite proud of himself for not freaking out. This was the beginning. This was where it was all going to happen. Everything he had kept bottled up. Everything he'd pushed to the back of his mind. He was starting to live it all. He was scared yes, but he was excited. He didn't know why, but he was looking forward to seeing Jackson.
Note-again: I was gonna put the meeting at bar west part in this chapter, but I felt it was getting too long. I'll upload chapter three asap :)