Chapter 7

Ste's point of view

I go straight home after the accident in the toilet, don't bother to let Doug or anyone else know I'm leaving, I don't want to face anyone after what's just happened. I can't believe what's just went on, as soon as I get to my house I pour myself a vodka. Drink it straight, the liquid burns my throat, feels like it's acid but it does the trick to calms my nerves at least.

I pour myself another vodka, this time with orange juice. There isn't any coke so this will need to do, I sit in the living room, I don't know what to think of earlier. What happened with Brendan, on one hand what happened earlier isn't acceptable. I shouldn't stand for it, the guy must have some issues. It brings up raw memories of me hitting Amy.

On the other hand though I was winding him up, I'm not saying that makes up for it but he lashed out. It was barely even lashing out though he put his hand on my throat for about 5 seconds. He's never acted aggressive when I've been with him, even though I've not known him long. I've spent a lot of time with him, it's just so fucked up already.

The door chapping brings me out my thoughts. Straight away I think of Brendan and try to stay as still and as silent as I can but then I hear a woman's voice. Cheryl, brilliant he's sent her to fight his battles just what I need. I get up from the couch and make my way towards the door I know I might as well get this over with.

When I open the door she pushes her way in, "Yeah just come in then." I snap, I know its not her fault but I'm not really bothered about that now.

She turns the living room light on, then turns to me, "I'm sorry for barging my way in here but ye need to listen to me. My brother is not a bad person."

I huff, and rub my hand over my face. "I've got a lot goin on right now"

"Yeah and so has Brendan." She says.

"That doesn't make it alright though" I tell her.

"No I know that, he'd never hurt ye though. He already cares about ye, that's why he was so bothered in the pub." she says speaking quickly,

"What, he said that did he?" I say,

"Yup, told me everything that happened in the pub. He's hating himself enough for the both of you's right now," she sighs putting her arm around me "I'm not here to persuade you to speak to my brother, that's your decision.."

"Nothin' can excuse what he did though Cheryl" I murmur "Anyone else would run a mile."

"It's not like he properly strangled you love. He told me he had no intention on hurting you, he panicked said he did the only thing he knew to do to stop you from leaving." she says,

"Carry on.." I mutter, I can't help but want to know what she's got to say.

"As soon as he did it though he regretted it. He has a past yes, it's not completely perfect but who's is. It's his story to tell though." She says looking straight into my eyes "So if you want you can come back with me to see him or you can leave it till whenever or maybe you don't want to and that's fine as well."

I sigh, it can't hurt to go see Brendan, I'm not sleeping with him though. It's going to be a talk and that's that. "Do we need to leave right now?" I ask

"Of course not love, I'll go make us a tea, while ye have a think about it." she says while standing up and walking into the kitchen.

"Right yeah, I'll come with you." I say my voice shaking, I really have no clue why I'm agreeing to this.

"Really?!" she grins.

"Yeah, don't get excited about it though." I tell her, "Can we just sit here for a while though?"

"Yeah course" she mutters while tottering back towards me, a cup in each hand.

"When you said Brendan had a past, was he like ya know.." I mutter, I don't know how to word this, especially to his sister.

"Violent? Yes, I'm not gonna lie to ye Ste. My brother was in a bad place surrounded by bad people, I still don't know the ins and outs." she huffs "But I do know Bren, I know what he would and wouldn't do"

"And you don't think he'd hurt me?" I whisper "cause earlier right that freaked me out, he was like a psycho .."

"Do ye think I'd be here sticking up for him if he was?" she sighs

"I don't know do I?" I murmur but truth is I don't think she would be, I don't think Cheryl would talk to him if he was or she would at least warn me about him surely.

"Let's just go the now." I say putting my cup down and standing up, she does the same, I know the more I think about it the more I'll worry myself.

"Ye sure ye definitely want to?" She asks me while we head towards the door, I can't bring myself to speak so a nod will have to do. We head out the door, it's freezing and we clink arms with each other to try stay warmer.

We laugh and on the way there it feels like a normal night with a mate. When we get in the house though my stomach is in knots I'm that nervous. Brendan's on the couch head stretched back, his face looks peaceful and it makes me want to smile but then I remember I need to be serious, I'm still annoyed at him.

Cheryl sits down beside him before shaking him gently and whispering "Bren, wake up."

"What is it Chez?" Brendan groans while stretching out.

Cheryl looks at me and Brendan eventually followed her gaze. His eyes widened as if this was the last thing he had expected.

"I'll go upstairs, I'll see you's later." Cheryl says, pretending to yawn and heading for the stairs, glancing at me with a kind smile.

Brendan moves towards me slowly, and this time I don't back away, his eyes are no longer wild he's more sad than anything now, "Why are ye here Steven?" he asks quietly.

"Cheryl explained a bit, I don't know how to take this Brendan." I sigh biting at my bottom lip.

"I'm sorry Steven, I didn't do it out of anger. Ye were saying stuff to annoy me and ye know that." he huffs with a determined look on his face so I manage to stop myself from interrupting him, "I just.. I didn't know what to do, I just wanted to make ye stop saying those things, it was driving me mad.. I want to make it up to ye."

I take a deep breath and think what I should do, "I don't know, this has happened in the space of a few days.. I need some time."

"Yeah, sure okay," he says giving me a small smile so vulnerable and so unlike his normal cocky grin, "I can do time."

"Right well to break it but I don't know what I can say. He puts his arm around me but I just glare at him, he removes it before I need to mention it to him.

We walk the rest of the way and when we get to my street "Right you've walked me" I say to him, normally this would be the point when one of us would drag the other into the house and into bed but I resist.

He nods we stand awkwardly for a minute before I speak, "I better go, bye" I say but he places a hand on my arm when I go to walk away and plants a soft kiss on my lips. I wasn't expecting it and as he starts to walk away I feel regret in the pit of my stomach.

My feet move on there own accord towards him, his name slips from my lips before I can stop myself and it's too late because he's already turning back to face me.

Brendan's point of view

He's standing in front of me again looks as if all his confidence has left him, "You can stay at mine" he mutters.

He turns away before I get the chance to reply. I can't stand him being annoyed at me, whatever it was that we had going on I've fucked it up. As I always do, mess things up I should have knew I'd do it with him too.

He doesn't speak as we walk to his front door and there's a tension that you could cut with a knife. I can't handle the silence anymore "I can go if ye want, ye did say ye needed space this isn't the best way to go about it." I'm standing in his hall awkwardly not knowing what to do.

"Can we just not talk about it till tomorrow." He sighs while closing his eyes for a minute, "I'm shattered I just want to sleep."

"Yeah okay," I nod in agreement, he walks into his room and I just hang back, I doubt he wants me in his bed. I look at the couch, that doesn't look comfortable.

"Well ya gonna come in?" he asks, the smallest smirk on his face as he pokes his head around the doorframe, his eyes glittering like they normally do.

I walk into the room and he's standing there nothing on but his track suit bottoms, looks inviting as hell but I need to remember he's mad at me. I try it on with him and I know it'll get bad.

We get into bed, I can feel the body heat coming off of him. We don't speak and after half an hour I can't handle it, him so close but it feels like he's millions of miles away.

"Steven?" I whisper, he doesn't reply though so I guess he's sleeping. I can't help myself but to pull him towards me, give him a kiss on the forehead and close my eyes. I sigh in relief when he doesn't push me away, he takes a deep breath and I feel him smiling against my chest as he nuzzles closer into me.

Part of me thinks he's awake but I don't want to ruin it, and even if he is asleep he must be drawn to me in some way.

I can hear murmurs in my ear and I frown. Who the hells waking me up?

I open my eyes and see Steven he's on the edge of the bed on the phone, he hasn't realised I'm awake yet.

"..Yeah they flowers are nice but trust me.. Doug doesn't like roses I know it. Well I dunno I'm no good with flowers but I know he doesn't like them.. What ya talkin about your the one phonin me on my day off to ask and now I'm tellin ya and you don't like it.. Right bye" he huffs.

He turns quickly to look at me as if he knew I was looking at him. He crawls back towards me and dips his head down to kiss me. I'm shocked really, last night we barely spoke and now he's kissing me. It doesn't make sense, but I'm not gonna complain.

"Mornin" he murmurs pulling away.

I pull him into me and wrap my legs around his. We've both still got the bottom half of our clothes on, I didn't think it was appropriate last night to take my boxers off.

We just lay there kissing, I'm not brave enough to push it and touch him but I slowly start to rub at his nipples, nipping them a bit, not hard enough to hurt him though. He moans into my mouth and I can feel my cock throb at the noise, desperate to be inside him already.

I'm not going to do it though, I'm going to try make up for yesterday, give him my undivided attention. It's not about my pleasure now, it's all about his. I give him everything I can, kiss him with all my might, caress every place on his body, nowhere is getting left out.

I give his member a few strokes and I feel his nails digging into my back. I make my way down his body, kissing his stomach, ribs, the tattoo on his hip bone. When I eventually get to my destination I take him into my mouth he's tugging on my hair, being a bit rougher than what he normally would be. Is this what make up sex is like, well without the sex part.

It doesn't take long until he's coming into my mouth and I swallow him right down, not letting a drop go to waste. I know I'm rock hard just now, his moans of pleasure didn't help either. I ignore it though, Steven doesn't.

"Ya not gonna fuck me then?" he murmurs at me looking almost shy, staring at my face through his long eyelashes. He looks so blissful, when I don't reply straight away he raises an eyebrow.

"Come on Bren" he whines, my breath catches in my throat at the nickname, I've never heard him call me it before. It sounds good coming from his mouth though.

So it's only right I give him what he wants, I let him decide how he wants it. Position, speed, Steven's in control here. I'm handing him the power and I don't do that with anyone but I know it wouldn't be the first time he's had it, whether he knows it or not.

I'm preparing him and I push my second finger into him, while I'm licking into his mouth, he's hard again already and whimpering between kisses, "Please Brendan.."

I pull my fingers out "What do ye want?" I ask him huskily, not moving too far away from him.

I see the desire for me in his eyes, "You in me" he says simply, pulling me on top of him and wrapping his legs around me. I don't need to be told twice.

I tug my boxers down to my knees in the one swift move and grab a condom from the drawer that I remember from last time and roll it onto me. I look back into his eyes, I don't want him to regret this.

He pushes me into him using his feet against my arse, seems almost desperate for this. He pushes up to get me as deep in him as he can and obviously I oblige, who am I to deny him anything when he's got me in this state?

I'm thrusting deep into him, it's quick and rough. His tight heat sucking me in and milking me. He's biting and nipping me and while he comes he bites down on my shoulder, hard. I thrust into him until he flips us over so he's on top, god knows where this energy has came from. He pulls me out of him before whipping the condom off and wrapping his mouth around me to finish me off.

It's so unexpected that I come straight away, shooting down his throat groaning out his name. My mind still hasn't caught up with what's just happened when we fall asleep slumped against each other, both Steven and myself fully naked now.