Chapter 29:To Follow in My Father's Footsteps
as told by CADE
Date change at the beginning of each section
Date: 20 December

I'm twenty fucking years old and can't reach a bowl to get some cereal...

Damn it.

It's a lose lose situation.
Keep reaching and I die trying Stop reaching and I die of starvation

Just got to get the bowl

I just had to pick now to be hungry...

I look around the loft were I had move into, temporarily, since the hospital released me.

No one has magically appeared.
They are allout Christmas shopping.

Alright, enough dwelling, Cade, back to the cereal...

Just a little bit further...

Damnit.

I decide to release my anger, "I'm going to kill Roger..."

"I know how you feel. He does make a great target. Want some help?"

If it were possible to jump in this wheelchair, I would have.
I get turned to the table and he comes around easily grabbing both the bowl and cereal.

"You guys really should get that door fixed." Jaime Davis sits down across from me.

I had only met him once before, he seems nice enough.

"What brings you here?"

"Christmas presents. Mom sent some for everyone...and some food. She was also planning to send you some flowers, but I figure there was plent of those so I made her get...this..."

"An extendable hand?" I joke.

"No, better."

"Connect Four?"

"Playable with only one hand. Keeps Captain Hook entertained for hours."

"Gee, thanks." I let out sarcastically.

He shrugs back into his chair. "Why'd they leave you alone?"

"Apparently its hard to buy a gift for someone when you have to push them around and I guess it also proves difficult whenI'm commentating on everythingthey look at..."

"That'll do it."

I look at my watch.

2:24

"Where the hell are they?"

"You just said..."

"No, Mark said he'd be here to take me to a check up at three."

"Oh."

I struggle to single handledlly roll myself away from the table. I've started to master this act.

"I could take you."

I look back and survey the man sitting at the table.

"We could leave a note." He tries.

I barely know him, I remind myself. I know, I know, but still...

"Sure, sounds good"


Date: 5 Jan.

"You're back."

"Yep. You ready to go?" Jaime says getting posistioned behind me.

"One second... Dad? You guys? I'm going to rehab...I'll be back...at ...er, sometime..."

Mark emerges, "Do you want me...oh, um, Jaime..okay, see ya."

He looks a little hurt, but why can't I feel bad? I want to...

Thirty minutes of hell go by well and the next thing I know I'm being wheeled in to a sandwhich shop. It's a rather small place and we find a table in the corner.

It's easy talking to Jaime. He's not entrenched in the drama that is life in the loft. He's just here.

He laughs at something I said. He leans in.

Oh, God, don't. No. Don't.

He did.

This is Roger's brother.
I can't do this...Not now.

I pull out of the kiss.

I'm good single...I'm also lonely...

Aww...hell with it.


Date: 12 Feb

It's good to be in my own place again, even if the living room does smell over bearingly of Benny's cologne.

Also very good to walk, somewhat, again.

"So, what this I hear about Jaime Davis?"

I'm nearly catapulted out of my bed as Maureen bounces on to the foot of the bed.

"Hey, How'd you get in here?"

"Honey, you never lock the door."

Note to self: reconsider open-door policy.

Not that I don't love Mo, but sometimes...

She's looking at me like Noah and Kenna do when they're waiting for a story.

"There's nothing going on, just friends. I swear."

"You're no fun."

"Hey, what really brings you here?" I ask trying to readjust myself on the bed to her room.

"Just wanted to see how you were doing." She shrugs.

"Thanks."


Date: 15 March

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"You'll see." Jaime says leading me somewhere from the outside.

"Oh, so I guess that means the blindfold, which I should mention is not your best tactic, is coming off soon."

"Yeah...um, I'm sorry about that but, it was needed."

Something dings, my now bad leg runs into a wall.

"Shit. Ow. I'm really starting to hate you right now."

"You'll forgive me."

"Little presumptious, aren't we?"

Another ding.

I'm picked up, probably to prevent another collision with a wall.

"Okay, we're here."

He takes off the blindfold. I'm in an empty apartment.

"Here is where, exactly?"

"My new place."

"You moved into the city?"

"Yep."

"Why? Does your mother know? What about Roger?"

He turns to look out a window.

Shit. Me and my mouth. But my mind is racing, and for a few second I feel like I'm channeling Mark.
Thousands of thoughts and questions coming...concerns and worries.

Then again, everybody finds there someone, hell Mark did...why shouldn't I get my turn.
Yeah.

I limp towards him, lean against his shoulder...

"This is great, really...but don't expect me to be much help when it comes to moving in...on the upside...you do have an elevator a luxury the loft lacks."

There's that smile.

Our moment is rudely interuppted, by the relatively new cell phone singing 'Waltzie Matilda'

Note to Self: Learn how to put cell on silent setting...

"Hey?"

"Cade, Ella's water just broke...we're heading to the hospital..."

"Okay,...um...wow...We'll meet you there."


Author's Notes:

Okay you guys...Sorry for the long delay...It's been a tough couple of weeks.
On top of the show and everything I had to put the dog I've had since I was nine to sleep.
They found two tumors the size of baseballs in his throat and his stomach that had gone undetected. So that messed me up for a couple of days...I was extremely attached...

So anyhow almost everything for this story has some how been miraculously been written, just needs to be edited and a couple of places need to be reworked and fixed.

I'm going to go ahead and explain it now so we can all be on the same page:
There going to be one more 'official chapter'
Then there's going to be three epliougues (Epilogues A, B, and C, respectively)

Feel free to address any problems/concerns you may see.

Oh, Who was able to catch the cast on Regis and Kelly on the 13th? I had to miss it...work, naturally.
and the soundtrack is out now...it isnot too shabby at all...


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