Chapter 8- Tempers and Tantrums
Aaron walked Carrie home, feeling sorry for what she had to go home to, they where on the doorstep just talking,
"Carrie, is that you?" A drunken sounding woman yelled
"Yes Mum, I'm coming" Carrie yelled back, Aaron scowled, it must be so horrible for Carrie to live like this, "Aaron I'm sorry but I have to go" Carrie whispered to him, Aaron nodded and kissed her on the cheek. He watched as she closed the door and walked down the street, keeping his thoughts to himself.
Aaron walked into his house, seeing a crying Claire and a Charlie who looked like he was going to cry.
"Aaron, where've you been mate?" Charlie said "We've been worried sick"
"What you worrying about?" He looked down at his watch; he had been away for 4 hours.
"Aaron, just don't take off like that, anything could have happened, for all we had known you could have been, I dunno, taking your life or injecting heroin into your eyeballs or something." Claire said sadly, Charlie shifted uncomfortably at Claire's last comment. Aaron gave a hollow laugh,
"Ha and I bet you would have loved that, a proper little family, you, Charlie and Jessica, all linked together without the little oddball who shouldn't have been there in the first place, rotting away with his dear old PROPER dad!" Aaron yelled.
"Don't you EVER talk to your mother like that ever again" Charlie yelled "You know that's not what we want, if you had any idea how worried we was when you had been gone for so long…"
"You don't have any right to yell at me like that, you're not my real dad, you're just some little has-been who when he saw a pregnant woman, felt sorry for her and tried to look after her, who then thinks he can boss me around and become a "father" to me." Aaron retorted
"Aaron you have no idea do you…" Claire began
"YOU SHUT UP!" Aaron snapped
Claire stood up to her full height (which wasn't actually that tall at a height of 5"2)
"AARON THOMAS LITTLETON-PACE, DON'T YOU EVER, EVER SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!" She screamed
"Don't use the Pace in my last name, I'm being nothing to do with him." Aaron said, shaking with anger and fear.
"You are legally classed as Littleton-Pace now mate." Charlie interrupted
"You stay out of it, this is nothing to do with you," Aaron growled
"How is it nothing to do with me? Claire is my wife and legally you're my son so it has everything to do with me." Charlie replied "How could you judge me just because I'm not your biological father, I died for you and your Mum, I killed a man for you and I'm no murderer. I raised you like my own, I practically loved you as if you where mine, and now just because you've found out I'm not your real dad, all that lies forgotten, now its like we're worst enemies. Look I'm sorry I'm not your real father, and I'm sorry you're not my biological son but you can't change the past, and I will always see you as my son." Charlie said, looking like he had blurted out his whole feelings. In the background Claire sniffled but quickly covered it with a cough.
"How did you die for me and my Mum?" he asked quietly
"When The Others kidnapped us both, they left me hanging, lucky Jack found me really and the git's took your Mum whilst she was pregnant with you, none of us knew what happened. All I remember is how lost I felt without your Mum there, after Jack did his miracles." Charlie said sadly
Aaron looked to the floor in shame, he knew he was in the wrong. He cleared his throat.
"Sorry Mum" he said
"You're grounded, but apology accepted" Claire said
"I'm sorry Dad" Aaron said
"That's quite all right son." Charlie replied.
