"Karma"

*This fanfic follows on from Revelations

# Disclaimer – I do not own Emmerdale or any of the characters used.

~ - I would like to thank every single one of you who has read and/or reviewed my writing, it is greatly appreciated and I just hope you all continue to enjoy my stories. Now I'm going to throw a spanner in the works...I would love for you readers to stick with me along this journey. Thankyou and enjoy!

PRE-WARNING: A single issue written in this story may or may not cause distress, and once you come across it you will know what I mean. I do apologise if this does cause distress, but it's real life – it happens.

*A FEW WEEKS LATER*

Jackson had just placed the penultimate handful of tools into his van, the job was complete and he would be on his way. He looked up towards Smithy cottage and just sighed and shook his head before walking back into the house to gather the last set of tools and equipment.

He had seen Aaron occasionally in the previous weeks, walking to and from work, to the shop, to the pub and back but they exchanged no words but only a few texts which didn't really say much, so Jackson naturally decided to forget about him and carry on, which was unlike him when he liked someone as much as Aaron. The reason why he wasn't confident enough to go and seize him? Because he was scared, he had suffered rejection a few times and in those times he had been in love, he didn't want the same thing to happen again, because he knew he could easily fall in love with Aaron Livesy; but he wasn't going to allow himself to be drawn into all of that.

When Jackson walked back out, he didn't expect Aaron to be leaning against the open door of the van. "Ohh I might have to check my stuff, you might have nicked something" he said quite seriously as he walked around him and placed the stuff in the van.

Aaron scowled at him. "Ha Ha very funny...Where you off?" he asked, now turned around fully to look at him.

"To the next job – my work here is done" Jackson bluntly replied as he purposely chose not to look at him.

"Look...About what happened I'm sorry." Aaron began. "I shouldn't have ran off, I'm just scared"

To which Jackson replied with a 'Pfft' He shook his head.

"What's that meant to mean?" he frowned.

"Meaning you're scared? So am I Aaron"

"What have you got to be scared of? You're out, it's alright for you, you know who you are" Aaron replied watching him intently, he was completely baffled by all of this.

Instantly, Jackson threw his drill into one of the racks at the side of the van causing a loud bang and clattering noise which startled Aaron. "It's alright for me?" he countered. "Everyday isn't a fucking picnic Aaron! There are some days when I watch my back when I'm walking into a gay bar for fuck sake – so don't you dare stand there telling me it's alright for me because it's NOT! Not in the slightest, coming out is only the first step and you 'll realise that when you man up and tell the ones that care about you" he raged. "You don't even know me Aaron, how dare you?" he said more quietly now as he turned away.

"No but I could..."

Jackson shook his head. "You could of while I've been here, you've had every opportunity but no you never bothered! Forget it I'm gone"

"No, Jackson please, just give me one chance to make it up to you" Aaron asked.

"Alright fine, bar west, 4pm, we can have a drink and talk" Jackson threw it out there, because he knew he wouldn't turn up.

Aaron expression looked worried now and he sighed.

"What? Got other plans?" Jackson asked.

"Sort of...yeah and it's important – I'm not saying more important than you but you know..." Aaron said.

"No actually Aaron I don't, turn up don't, at this point I don't really care"

A while later Aaron was dressed and ready, he sat in the living room in silence staring at his phone. Do I text? He asked himself, as if waiting for a sign.

The silence was broken when he heard the front door break from its latch and the squeak of the door following seconds later. Aaron's questioned remained unanswered as Paddy walked into the room as Aaron rose from the sofa, looking rather uncomfortable.

"Oh you going out?" Paddy asked.

"Yeah...just around" Aaron replied.

Paddy chuckled. "Well what's new? Just as long as you're not getting into any bother its fine by me"

Aaron shook his head. "Nah...See you later" he placed his hand on Paddy's shoulder briefly as he walked brushed past him.

The sounds of the waiting room seemed louder as he sat nervously waiting for his name to be called, his appointment was scheduled ten minutes before but that was nature of these places he guessed – always late. His mind wandered to his altercation with Jackson and his impending results. The palms of his hands were sweaty and he couldn't keep still. He had the said tests weeks ago. It's taken ages he told himself. But when he thought of Jackson again it distracted him and he brought a smile to his face.

What seemed like distant voices were only actually a few metres away, and when he snapped out of his thoughts he looked up and saw the doctor standing holding a card. "Aaron Livesy" he called again.

"Oh...sorry..." he said as he stood and walked out of the row he was sat in and walked up the small aisle to meet the doctor who started walking through a doorway, where all the rooms were lined up. Aaron followed closely behind.

Upon entering the room, it smelled very clean, it was quite dull aswell he noted. He stopped just ahead of the doorway when he saw his patient folder on the desk. He began to panic. "I can't do this..." he told the doctor.

The doctor was already sat at his desk at this point. "Mr Livesy please...it's best you just let me tell you them if the results are positive then at least you will know, and we can go from there, if their negative then you will have peace of mind. It is best" he reassured him.

Aaron nodded slowly and stepped closer to the chair, with each step the more the panic increased, his breathing was laboured.

What was merely seconds as the doctor opened the results envelope seemed like an eternity. Aaron watched his face and he was confused that there was no emotion as he read the results to himself first.

"I'm sorry Mr. Livesy but the results are positive, you've got testicular cancer and there were other signs during the tests that it may have spread"

Aaron's world came crashing down in a split second, as he sat there he froze. My life is over He thought.

The doctor tapped his keyboard quickly. "I'm organising hospital appointments for you with a specialist at Hotten general immediately, one tomorrow morning, they'll discuss the condition with you and undoubtedly begin treatment – stay positive Aaron" he softened. "Many many people have come back from this"

Aaron was unresponsive, his eyes were wide and fixed forward - he was blank. "But some don't. Thankyou doctor"

"Yes of course – you also have to be prepared for that"

Aaron stood up, took his appointment card and the results and walked out.

It was half five by the time he arrived at bar west, the place was quite busy for a tea time, many people had just finished work and wanted some down time. He saw Jackson standing at the bar and he smiled, the only time he had since his results were revealed to him and he hurried over to him. Once he got closer he saw Jackson talking to someone else and it looked rather cosy. He frowned and shook his head. "Fine..." he murmured – after the day he'd had he was well and truly defeated and he turned around and briskly headed for the door.

Jackson had turned back around at this point. Where are you Aaron? He wondered silently desperately wanting to see him. As he looked around he saw him what seemed to be angrily pulling the door open and storming out. Jackson was left confused and pulled his phone out to text him.

I just saw you leaving the bar :s , come back? J x

Moments later his phone beeped signalling a reply.

Do one Jackson; I've really had enough today without seeing you getting all cosy with another bloke. But then again why would I care? I'm just some boy – see ya.

To Be Continued...

I hope you readers enjoyed that, if you didn't I understand why, it was rather difficult to write it myself, although I've never suffered from this condition nor have I been close to anyone who has. But I do hope you stick around :)

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