Chapter 6

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Davey arrived at the big house just after 7am the next morning, Effie was already up in the kitchen preparing breakfast. He stood watching her, looking a little flustered.

"What's wrong with you woman, calm yourself down."

"Oh be quiet will you, I need to take this up to Miss Hagen."

"Well slow down, if you rush around like that there will be no juice left."

"Will you try and say something helpful."

"What's wrong with you."

"The poor woman's not well, she's in that bathroom…hovering over the toilet bowl….again."

"Oh.."

"Now I said to Sheila yesterday that something wasn't right with her, I said she could be back on the booze but Sheila said I was wrong. Well if she could see her right now, she's know why I thought just that."

"Oh for god sake woman, Sam Hagen is not drinking again."

"And how do you know for sure huh…"

"Listen I know, I know Sam and I know what she was like when she was on that stuff and there's no way she'd go back to it….especially not now."

"And what makes it different this time around..mmm."

"Just…..just believe me alright. It's not the booze, here…give me that. I'll take it up to her, you finish the breakfast without burning it."

"What…oh no."

Effie turned around to see the sausages in the frying pan smoking badly. Davey just cursed her under his breath before leaving her to it. He made his way up the stairs to Sam's apartment, he walked in and through to her bedroom to hear what was worrying Effie so much. He peered around the door to see Sam lying against the wall beside the toilet, tears streaming down her face. He came further in and took a wet cloth from the side of the sink and knelt down and began wiping her face.

"David don't, you don't have to do that."

"Shut up woman and let me help you alright."

She remained quiet as he finished wiping the sweat from her forehead and threw the cloth in the sink. He bent down and put his arms around Sam's waist, bringing her to her feet and taking her back through to her bedroom. She sat down on the side of the bed as he passed her the orange juice Effie had prepared for her.

"Thank you David."

"You okay now?"

"A little, I'm sorry you had to see me like that."

"Away with you woman, just so long as you're okay."

"I never cry and yet the last few days it's all I seem to do."

"It's those hormones you hear so much about."

"Hormones, not something you would ever associate with a cold woman like me…"

"Sam, stop it….stop saying you're cold, you're not. I know that better than anyone."

"Why do you put up with me?"

"You pay my wages." He smiled.

"Seriously."

"Because I know you're nothing like the woman you want people to see, deep down you're passionate, caring, loving. If you were really as cold as you think you wouldn't have thought twice about getting rid of the kid but you didn't."

"I don't think I'll make it through 9 months of this David."

"You will, if other women can do it then so can you and I'm always here to help you….and the lad."

"You may be the ony two when everyone finds out."

"People might surprise you, give it time."

She gave him a small smile before leaning her head on his shoulder. He leaned down and placed a small kiss to her head.

"I should get dressed, I'm picking Dominic up at 8am."

"I'll leave you too it, I'll pop by later this evening, see how things went yeah."

"That would be nice."

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It was coming up for 8am when Dominic crept down the stairs. He could hear Sheila in the kitchen preparing breakfast. The last stair creaked when he stepped into it.

"DOMININC…IS THAT YOU?"

"Erm, yeah."

"COME AND HAVE SOME BREAKFAST."

He sighed as he walked in as she put some toast in the rack.

"Come on..sit."

"Actually I was just heading out."

"Oh, it's a bit early isn't it."

"Well I need to catch the train."

"The train...where are you going?"

"I'm going to visit an old mate in Glasgow, just for a few hours."

"Why only a few hours?"

"He has to work this afternoon."

"Then why not just go at the weekend instead."

"Well don't know really, already booked the train ticket anyway."

"So you don't want to waste a train ticket but you're quite happy to waste a plane ticket." She said, getting angry.

"Oh come on Sheila, I said I'd pay you back."

"With what, you should be out looking for a job but apparently heading off to Glasgow for the day is a better use of your time."

"Look, I will look for a job as soon as I get back okay."

"No Dominic it's not okay."

"Sheila I haven't got time to argue with you right now, I have a train to catch….sorry." He said, as he rushed out.

"DOMINIC…..DOMINIC."

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Dominic slammed the door behind him as he rushed to the end of the road to see Sam's car waiting for him. He quickly looked around to make sure nobody was about before getting in the passenger seat.

"Sorry I'm late Sam."

"Not to worry, everything okay?"

"Fine, lets just get out of here."

She quickly started the car and drove off.

To Be Continued…