This chapter is Ste's POV again, I think i'm gonna stick with this POV for a few more chapters but I will get back on to Brendan's soon. Hope your enjoying it so far, please review, I'd love to hear your reviews as you know i'm new to writing fics:)

Ste's POV-

He awakes, lying on the very uncomfortable sofa. He hates this sofa and he was going to get rid of it. He was going to get rid of everything after Leah and Lucas left with Amy, it didn't feel right. He was going to re-decorate the whole entire flat with Brendan. They just never got round to it. He sighs and gets up into the shower. His whole body feels heavy, like he's carrying 10 bricks on each shoulder and they're digging into him, piercing his skin. He lets out a deep long sigh and tries to relax.

He gets out of the shower and wraps a towel round his waist as his phone begins to ring, Trevor. This isn't going to be a friendly conversation. Trevor wants something.

Ste answers 'Trevor?' '

'Stevie Boy, How are you?' Trevor says in a sarcastic voice and Ste knows he's not really asking how he is, but asking if he's fit enough to do this job for him and even if he isn't Trevor will find something for him.

'Like you really care' Ste says trying to sound tough.

'Now now Ste, is that really the way to talk to me?'
'Just tell me what you want Trevor'
'But we were just starting to have fun'
Ste sighs, he's bored of these silly games Trevor always tries to play with him, Trevor thinks he is so funny.
Trevor laughs.
'Fine, I have a job for you Ste, meet me at the back alley, midday.'
'Tell me what it is first'
'Drugs Ste, What else? They need shifting as soon as, so be there'
'Fine'
Ste knows he shouldn't be doing this. He doesn't want to be doing this, but he needs the money and he needs it quick. How else is he meant to support Leah and Lucas. He thinks to himself what his kids would be thinking of him right now, if they new what he was doing. He thought about what Brendan would be thinking if he new what was happening to him. Then he thinks, Brendan wouldn't care. Brendan doesn't care about anything. Ste starts to well up but shakes the thoughts out of his head.

He picks up his bag, throws on his coat and leaves the flat. He's walking through the village when he notices how busy the deli is. He looks at Doug who is rushed of his feet working on his own and Ste feels guilty, he wants to run in there and help Doug out. No matter what went on between them both, he is still his friend and doesn't like seeing him so stressed out. He looks at his watch and knows that Trevor will be waiting for him so he turns his head away from the deli and starts to walk away. Doug spots Ste and runs out to call on him but Ste just looks at him and runs away. Doug sighs and walks back into the deli to serve his many customers.

Ste arrives at the ally and he's out of breath. He could've stop running ages ago but for some reason he liked running as fast as he can. Trevor shouts to him 'Where have you been? Not running from the cops I hope'

'No, no. Of course not, I'm not stupid you know'
'Yeah, we'll see about that. Here' Trevor grabs Ste's bag and fills it with pills. 'I want you to get rid them as soon as and call me when they're all gone.'
'I know what I'm doing Trevor'
'Oh yeah, I forgot you were experienced, now get lost and don't come back until your job is done and remember Ste, if you cross me-'

'I know, I won't'
'Good'
Ste begins to run again, he feels free. He feels like he can just keep running, running from his life, running from his problems, running to Brendan. Ste runs as fast as he can until he smashes into something. He drops the bag and it splits open, revealing the pills. He quickly leans down to put the pills back into the bag and lifts his head up to see what he ran into. Its a police officer. DC Trent in fact.