Ja... this is the first hollyoaks fanfic I've ever wrote, about someone...that I admittedly don't know that much about... and isn't even on hollyoaks anymore -I've really only ever seen clips off youtube, so if I screw something in this storyline up just let me know cuz- (Timelessdemon blabs on for the next 10 minutes). Anyways... enjoy!
Several years after Newt moves to Scotland with his mum and baby brother:
Newt!", Newt's mother (shelley) shouted as she rapidly knocked on his bedroom door, "Get up! You're gonna be late!". Satisfied that she'd probably woken her son up by now, she walked off, back down stairs to the kitchen.
Newt blearily opened his eyes, still disorientated from the sleep deprivation last night had caused. He pulled the covers off himself and swung his legs over the side of his bed.
He glanced around the room- noticing the broken and busted phone, the occurances of last night suddenly replayed themselves in his head like a bad dream, refusing to go away. It was all a dream, Newt tried to tell himself, none of it had really happened- but if it hadn't happened then why was his phone now smashed beyond repair...?
Trying to ignore the conflicting thoughts and memories of last night, he snatched up what was left of his mobile from the floor and dumped the pieces in his bin. He couldn't think of a fitting excuse for the smashed phone and he had no time to bother trying. He glanced at the clock: 8:30, work started at 9:00 and he was gonna be in trouble if he made his 'boss' late again.
Newt got dressed into some old clothes and walked down stairs, where sickeningy sweet voices could be heard.
"I love you", "I love you more", "Oh no I love you more", "No no I lo-", the words were broken off by the sound of a kiss. Newt stepped through the door and inwardly winced at the gooey scene before him, his mom (Shelley) and his boss (aka Shelly's boyfriend and Jensen's biological dad: Bill), smooching the faces off each other by corner of the table, while Newt's 15 month old baby brother Jensen waited rather impatientally for Shelley to feed him another spoon of what looked to be banana mush.
"Your gonna traumatise Jensen with all that stuff you know?", Newt joked as he snapped out of his shocked state and made his way towards the table. The couple stopped momentarily to glance at a disinterested Jensen, "Ah let him look!", Shelley laughed, letting Bill plant yet another kiss on her cheek to add to the collection before giving Jesen another spoonful of banana mush glancing to Newt, "What did ya want for breakfast love?". Newt opened his mouth to answer but promptly closed it again when Bill chose this moment to interfer.
Ah let him get it himself... he's a grown lad aren't yer Barry?" (Bill thought it childish for a 20 year old to have a nickname after a water animal).
Newt gave a faked smile and headed over to the toaster- he didn't mind making his own breakfast, he just didn't like being ordered around by Bill. Waiting for the toast to ping up, Newt watched the both of them, the happy couple and child.
When Newt had left for Scotland with his mom and brother, he thought it was just going to be them 3 living happily together, slowly growing closer into the family that Newt had always wished for.
...it was only when they'd actually got to their new home, that Bill opened the door for them and Shelley dropped the bomb-shell on Newt, that she had a fiance who would be living with them too.
In a way Newt had felt kinda let down that she hadn't even bothered to tell him about Bill until they were there- like she thought Newt would have said no to moving if he knew he'd be getting told what to do and when by a complete stranger - he wasn't too sure if he really would have moved with her or not.
Watching them as they sat together at the table, mom dad and kid- he couldn't help but feel like an outsider.
More than once he'd wished he'd have stayed in Hollyoaks with Frankie, surrounded by his friends. But they had only been a foster family, he knew Frankie had once even considered adopting him and taking him to spain, but... What Eli and Lauren (even though 'she' didn't really mean it), rang in his ears- Frankie was getting 'paid' to look after him, if and when she adopted him, the money would stop, and the novelty of having him around would have quickly worn off.
No- he'd made the right choice by moving in with his biological mother- despite Bill being there- he had made the right- Ping! Newt jumped slightly as the toast jumped back up from the toaster- pushing him out of his musings. He put the toast on a plate and took it to the table, trying to ignore the happy 'family'.
Newt got a butter knife and sloshed some butter and jam onto his toast. Placing the knife back down on the table, he stared idily at the toast - the 'happy family scene' at the other side of the table making him feel rather queasy.
"Eugh! Yer not really gonna eat that are yer?", Newt jumped slightly as he heard Eli's voice from behind him- he tried to ignore it and continued to stare blankly at his toast. "Tell ya mate, I seriously wouldn' eat that if I were you..." Eli continued, pacing slightly behind Newt until eventually squatting on the floor next to Newt's chair, his arms resting on the table.
Newt ignored Eli and went to grab a toast, as if to prove a point to Eli. Eli sniffled slightly before suddenly standing up and grabbing Newt's shoulder, causing Newt to momentarily stop in his tracks.
"A... AAA... Atchoo!", Eli sneezed, shaking Newt slightly as he did so. Newt stared as saliva, snot and what looked like little pieces of green moss hit both pieces of his toast and dribbled down either sides of the crust. "Whoops..." Eli muttered sarcastically.
Bewildered -and slightly disgusted- by what just occured, Newt stared at the toast for a little while longer, before taking a spare fork from the table and touching the toast- trying to convince himself that it wasn't real- but feeling less and less hungry as he watched the greeny saliva/snot substance be moved and picked up by the fork. Eli gave a quiet laugh, patting Newt on the shoulder slightly, "Rather you than me mate!" Newt stared as the vile concotion sank into the toast, he knew it was just a hallucination- it had to be - but still... he suddenly didn't feel so hungry.
"Barry we gotta go in a 5 minutes", Bill called from the other side of the table, "you going to eat it or not?".
Newt gave the snot covered toast another poke with his fork before shaking his head. Bill huffed in responce (talking to Shelly), "Just plain fussiness is what it is, I'll have it then- he'll regret it later when he gets hungry!". Newt watched from the table as Bill stepped over and snatched one of the pieces of toast.
Newt smirked slightly, feeling some odd form of morbid satifaction as he saw Bill bite, chew and swallow, the snot covered mess that had once been toast. Eli walked up behind Bill (so that Newt could see him) and mimicked Bill's actions before clutching his throat and mouth, making an over-exaggerated puking noise. Newt went to laugh out loud at Eli's antics but stopped himself- Eli wasn't real, none of it was real- and he shouldn't be taking interest in a world that didn't exist.
Bill finished the toast and gave Newt a strange look, "What you lookin at! Come on! Grab yer coat an helmet Barry, we gotta go...". Newt nodded, got up and trailed after Bill, trying his best to ignore the footstep sounds of Eli who also followed close behind.
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