Ste closed the door and felt a bit confused. 'What was that all about?' thought Ste.
Ste walked back to the couch he finished eating his sandwich, and drank the rest of his beer with a sleeping Lucas beside him on the couch.
Ste got up from the couch and grabbed his empty plate he walked into the kitchen and cleaned the plate then walked back to the couch he picked up Lucas and he layed down on the couch with Lucas resting on his chest. Ste's eyes were wide open.
'Did Brendan think I'm adorable' thought Ste, his mind wondering to what Brendan had said.
'Is that he left so suddenly? Am I over thinking things?' Ste put his fingers through his hair.
'I should really get some sleep, my first day working at Chez, Chez in the morning.
Ste woke up once he heard keys in the door, his son still resting on his chest. Ste picked Lucas up carefully and sat up straight.
"Hey, rough night?" asked Amy, once she walked in the door.
"Yeah something like that"
Amy walked over to Ste and grabbed Lucas.
"Go to bed, I'll take care of him"
"You sure, you look beat"
"I'm fine"
Amy walked away to put Lucas to bed and then she walked back over to Ste.
"What you think of that Brendan Brady, sure is a looker, uh?"
"He's alright" said Ste lying
Ste starts to yawn.
"I better go to bed; I need to get up early"
"Oh right good luck with that."
"Thanks"
Next day at Chez, Chez.
Ste walked inside and walked over to Cheryl who was standing near the staff room.
"Hey Boss, what you want me to do?"
"Go down to the basement and retrieve all the crates of beer there are 5 in all"
"Ok"
"Then stack up the beers at the bar"
"Ok"
Ste goes down to the basement as told and was surprised to see Brendan sitting in the dark.
"Good morning Steven."
"Uh, hi, good morning"
"Hope I didn't scare ye?"
"No, No, I saw you"
"Good"
Brendan stood up and walked slowly over to Ste.
"Did you sleep alright? Cheryl told me its your first day on the job."
"Yeah, thanks"
"And you, are you alright?"
"One thing you need to know about me is I'm Brendan Brady, I'm always alright"
Ste didn't say anything he just nodded his head.
Brendan saw that Ste was having a hard time with the beer crates. He took one out of Ste's hand.
"Let me, I've got it"
"Thank Brendan" said Ste
Ste took up one crate of beers while Brendan took up two then Brendan and Ste went back down to the basement to carry up the rest of the crates.
Once all the crates were up and over by the bar Brendan left Ste alone as he walked in the staff room and slammed the door.
Cheryl walked over to Ste.
"Cheryl, what's your brother's problem with me?" asked Ste as he turned his head to look at Cheryl.
"No idea love, he's like this with everyone"
"So I feel special"
"Seems that way"
Ste opened the crates of beers and stacked them on the shelves at the back of the bar. It took a few hours to complete since each time that Ste would finish up stacking a few beers up he would look over at the staff only door and see how long Brendan would stay in that office.
"Cheryl, I'm done, what else you want me to do?" asked Ste once Cheryl returned to the bar area.
"If you want take a break, go home, relax, and come back later, let's say um 9ish"
"You sure? "asked Ste
"You did a lot already"
"Not really but thank you, I'll be back later"
Ste and Cheryl kissed on the cheek and Ste left the club.
Brendan walked out of the staff room.
Cheryl is against the wall where the staff room is her arms are crossed and she doesn't look happy.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" yelled Cheryl
"What did I do know?" asked Brendan confused
"Oh don't play that game with me, you know what you did"
"I'm totally lost Chez"
"What's up with you and Ste?"
"I don't know what you are talking about"
"I know you to well remember, so don't lie to me" said Cheryl as they walked over to the bar.
"I'm not, I'm staying out of it"
Cheryl walked over to the bar as Brendan was opening a up a cold glass of beer.
"I know what this is" said Cheryl playfully
"Don't you go there Chez, don't not" said Brendan strictly
"You like him" said Cheryl
"Don't go there Chez" said Brendan before taking a sip of beer.
"No, no you do"
"Do not make me chock on my beer" said Brendan as he put down the glass.
"Fine" said Cheryl as she walked away.
Brendan picked up his beer and followed Cheryl in the staff room.
As Brendan walked into the room he faced the wall.
"There's a crack in the wall"
"Yeah whatever" said Cheryl who was sitting on the couch.
"He likes you too" said Cheryl
"Have you seen this crack?" asked Brendan still facing the wall
"Come on Brendan, talk to me, him, someone" said Cheryl as she stood up from the couch.
Brendan walked over to Cheryl.
"There's a crack over there" whispered Brendan and then he walked out of the room. Cheryl followed him back to the bar area.
"I've been meaning to tell you something but I don't know how you'll react to it" said Cheryl nervously.
"Just spit it out wont ye" said Brendan not nice at all.
"Eileen told me what really happened"
Brendan turned his head so fast to look at Cheryl and he was mad.
"So now my baby sister knows that I'm a freak" said Brendan angrily
"You are not a freak Brendan. You are a good person, you love your family, care for your friends, sure you make mistakes but what you did and who you are doesn't make you a freak, it makes you human" said Cheryl seriously
"Hey look at me" said Cheryl putting her hand on Brendan's chin.
"You big brother are not a freak"
Brendan and Cheryl hug.
"And besides that if you're a freak than Ste is one too"
"What you talking about?" asked Brendan
"And the man says he doesn't care" said Cheryl with a smile.
"Shut up and tell me"
Cheryl didn't say anything for a few minutes.
"Ste was seeing this bloke, Doug. They were best friends business partners and engaged to be married but Doug was scared and had no self-esteem and the day of their wedding Doug never showed up. A week after he called Ste telling him he was sorry and that he moved back home to America and that's that. It's been over a year and Ste hardly goes out, He closed down his deli. Once in a while he cooks for parties that happen around the neighborhood"
Brendan picked up his head to face Cheryl and instead was faced with a shocked Ste with tears in his eyes.
"Cheryl how could you" said Ste before storming out of the club.
"Shit" said Cheryl
"I'll find him" said Brendan
"Thank you" said Cheryl as she patted Brendan on the back
Brendan went outside and down the stairs as fast as he could and saw Ste sitting down on the last step, it sounded as if he was crying.
"Leave me alone Brendan" said Ste crying
"Steven"
"Go away Brendan"
"I can't do that" Brendan sat next to Ste on the same step.
"It wasn't Cheryl's fault it was mine"
Silence for a few minutes.
"She found out that about my wife finding me in bed with a man" said Brendan.
Ste looked up at Brendan Shock across his face then he put his head back down.
"The truth is I hate myself, I call myself a freak whenever I do those kind of things. I hate, hate being well you know"
"Queer?" asked Ste softly
"Yeah that"
"I…I told Cheryl that, that now you know that I'm a freak"
"She said I wasn't"
"But you didn't believe her?"
"She tried making a joke out of it and by accident let out that you are like me"
"That I'm what, that I'm queer that I'm a freak like you as you like to put it?"
"That you are a good person" said Brendan slow and clear.
"I can already tell" said Brendan
"Well I can't say the same for you" said Ste
"No, you're right, it's true" said Brendan
"Anyway, I asked her what she meant about the statement she made. I could tell that she didn't want to but I pushed her to. I never said this to anyone but I'm sorry that I hurt ye"
Ste looked up and was just staring straight ahead.
Brendan looked in the direction that Ste was looking at.
"Is that it?" asked Brendan
"Uh?" asked Ste as he turned to face Brendan
Brendan could see that Ste's pretty eyes were wet and pink from crying.
"Was that your Deli?"
"Yeah, yeah it was."
"I haven't had the heart to sell it, it's like if I do then it's really over"
"Why don't you reopen?"
"I don't have the money or a business partner" said Ste before drying his eyes on his Chez, Chez sweatshirt.
"I could do it, I mean if you want me to that is?"
