Cheryl had offered him the spare room and with nowhere else to go he accepted. He has about twenty missed calls and far too many texts from Ronan and unsurprisingly none from his mother although he wasn't expecting any it still stung a little to know she really didn't care about him.
He knows he should leave Ronan alone and let him live his life proudly, something he could never do with Oisin but even with that knowledge, he couldn't think about leaving Ronan without getting a heavy feeling in his chest where his heart should be, but the thing about Oisin is that he doesn't have a heart, well he doesn't think he has a heart, not anymore that is.

Oisin was nervous leaving his room the next morning , downstairs Brendan and Cheryl were making breakfast and to be honest worrying about Oisin, last night he had been so frightened that Brendan was going to strike him. Oisin tried to sneak down the stairs but trip on the second last step, "Carefull, love" Cheryl soothed "Sorry" Oisin said quietly "Don't be" was Brendan's gruff reply "Do you want some breakfast, sweetheart" "Yes, Ms Brady" "Oh don't call me that! makes me feel old" Cheryl joked "Sorry" Oisin mumbled "Don't be" Brendan replied again.
Oisin spent most of the meal just pushing his food around the plate, his phone was vibrating violently inside the pocket of his tight black jeans. "For god sake, answer that will you" Brendan snapped, making Oisin flinch yet again and then get up and walk towards the sofa while answering his phone.

"Hello" Oisin said nervously "Well you're a fucking ejit" Ronan stated "Than- No shut up you muppet I'm talking, what the hell were you playing at... answer me!"

"I'm sorry Ro but I had to leave"

"Do you know what I thought, Oisin, I thought you were fucking dead, don't you ever put me through that again you bloody cunt!"

"I'm sorry, you had to think that" "Where are you, Oisin I'm worried sick"

"Promise not to freak out if I tell you"

"Promise"

"England"

"What the fuck, are you ser- Ronan! you promised"

"Well when are you coming home then?"

"I'm not coming home Ro, I'm sorry" "Bu- Ronan, it's for the best ... You know I wouldn't leave you if it wasn't important" Oisin said in a hushed tone "Is this goodbye then?" Asked Ronan sadly "Yeah, you're better off"

"Don't I get a say in what's better for me" Ronan snapped "Look, Ro you, you're meant for such amazing things, you're gonna be brilliant you, but me no I'd just hold you back ... But you know one day when you're on a stage somewhere being famous I'll be able to look up at you and say he loved me once, and that'll be enough" Oisin said sadly now fighting back tears "Yeah, no so you're a fucking idiot and we'll talk later, fucking twat" and with that Ronan just hung up the phone
"Who was that, sweetie" Cheryl asked politely "Oh just Ronan my uh um ... bestfriend" Oisin said in a hurry "Right, c'mon Oisin we'll go for a walk and have a little chat" Brendan said obviously it wasn't a question.

They sat quietly on a bench in the park for awhile before Brendan broke the silence "You ran away didn't you?"

"How did um .. yeah I did I guess" said Oisin after a beat

"Why"

"You're not going to send me back are you?" Oisin asked desperately "No, but I wan't to know why you ran away ... I'm sure your mam is worried"

"She's not" Oisin felt the lump in his throat make a repeat appearance "Okay, lets go then" "Where?" "The club"

"What club"

"My club, now c'mon" Brendan said over his shoulder as he began walking away from the bench.