Sorry I Havnt updated in such a long time. Thought I might give this story one more try :)

Dublin - Part 3

Ste's POV

We decided to stay in that night as we were both exhausted from walking all over Dublin during the day. Brendan ordered room service as I jumped in the shower, I thought I might aswell try on some of the new clothes Brendan had so generously bought for me. I really needed to find out where all this money for new cars and clothes was coming from. I opted to wear the purple shirt brendan had bought me with a pair of silvery grey trousers and the fancy black shoes he also bought for me. I felt extremely guilty for letting him spend all his money on me.

As I stepped out into the living room area of the hotel suite I saw Brendans eyes widen as soon as he saw me, that made me feel slightly less guilty because i could see he clearly appreciated my new look.

" Well doesn't this make a change from tracksuit bottoms and hoodies, young Stephen"

I just grinned and walked over to him slowly trying my best to look seductive. I think I failed cause he just laughed at me as I sat down on his lap.

" We can do that, after we eat Stephen"

Just as he said that there was a knock on the door and brendan hastily pushed me off of his lap before calling for the server to come into the room.

It was a pretty nice night so we decided to eat dinner on the small table and chairs set which was on the balcony off the room. The view was amazing and you could see almost all of Dublin from the mountains in the west and to the sea in the east.

We both ate in silence for much of the meal, which was fine I liked when things were silent between me and Brendan. I didnt really ahve that with many people, where ya could both not say a word but be completely content in each other company.

He was the first to break the silence.

" So, Do ya like Dublin then?"

" Course I do Bren, Its great, has a different feel to any other city I've ever been to before"

" Yeah, Its a nice place " He said looking rather pensive.

" Can I ask you something Brendan"

He looked at me and laughed at that

" When have you ever asked for permission to talk, your always going on like some old woman."

" Oi, I dunno where you get this idea that I talk constantly I do not" I said rather annoyed at him.

" And theres your trademark tantrum young stephen" He said smiling at me, now I knew he was just trying to piss me off.

" Fine, I wont talk anymore so" and with that we went back into silence. I tried to avoid looking at him, I knew he was just sitting there with that cocky grin on his face and that as soon as I looked at him I would most likely smile right back at him.

" What did ya wanna ask, Stephen?" he said after a few minutes of silence

" Well...I, erm, was just wondering...where did you get all this money you seem to have all of a sudden" He looked at me like he was contemplating which lie to tell me next but completely shocked me when he told me the truth.

" I robbed it" He answered bluntly

" What?" I exclaimed in disbelieve, I knew Brendan was dodgy but I never thought he would be stealing huge sums of money " From who, and How much?"

" Well, remember when I was away for a few weeks, after all the eh danny stuff" He said looking anywhere but at me at the last bit of that sentence. " Well while I was away I found out that after I had, erm , taken care of danny that Warren had actually had the neck to go round to Danny's house, break in and steal £200,000. So I stole it back"

I just sat looking at him for a while. I didnt quite know how to feel knowing that danny huestons dirty drug money had paid for all of the new clothes I was wearing and probably the whole holiday I was on. I felt somewhat disguested by the fact that the reason Brendan even had the money was because he had murdered Danny, but then he had only murdered him because he threatened to murder me.

" You ok?" Brendan asked. And I realised that I was ok. I was fine with it, If I could get over the fact that Bren had killed somone I could definitely get over that fact he had also robbed him.

I laughed and replied " Yeah im great" and smiled up at him. " Bet Warren isn't though"

" And that is the problem dear Stephen, but ill figure something out. Besides he hasn't even noticed yet " We both laughed at that, neither of us particularly liking Warren it was easy to enjoy his misfortune.

So we slipped back into a comfortable silence and finished off our meal and then sat on the balcony for most of the night discussing all the things brendan could do with two hundred thousand pounds.

" Well, obviously I'll have to give some to Eileen for the boys, and then theres Mitzeee, I'll have to give her a few grand to shut her up" This mention of mitzee really put me out. I hated when Brendan talked about Mitzeee but not as much as i HATED seeing the two of them together in public acting all couply. She had exactly what I wanted, everyone knowing that she was with Brendan, that Brendan looked after and cared for her. Although i took some comfort in the fact that it was a sham and really it was me he did those things for.

" Why are you still pretending to go out with her" I asked " Im pretty sure everyone thinks your straight, not that they'd even care" I added feeling rather brave as I had fair few beers in me. He looked at me for a short while, I could see what I said had gotten to him.

" Does it bother you that much?"

"You know it does"

" We've already discussed this Stephen. I can't have people thinking im..."

"Thinking your what Brendan, whats so bad about people knowing the truth"

" Just stop Stephen " He spat out.

We sat there both angrily staring at each other, once more in silence except this time it was not a happy silence. I knew I probably shouldnt have brought it up, but I just wanted him to publicly accept who he was and that he was with me. That was hardly too much to ask.

Once again he was the one to break the silence.

" Ill finish with Mitzeee as soon as we get back, Ok?"

"Fine" I replied before thinking better of such a short answer and added " Thank you"

" Of course, Ill also give you a few grand" He said suddenly sounding rather shy, and he never sounded shy.

"You dont have to give me money Brendan"

" I know, I want too though. Not just for you but for little leah and Lucas, buy them a few new toys and clothes and stuff. I know how expensive kids can be."

And with that we slipped back into a nice evening spent talking on the balcony about everything from our kids to work to how we would spend our last day in Dublin, all the time avoiding talking about anything too serious.