CHAPTER 56 of 65
I DO NOT OWN EMMERDALE OR IT'S CHARACTERS, THEY ALL BELONG TO ITV1
A/N:THANKS for all your kind reviews...and another chapter rolls out.
****Caution...this chapter contains an act of violence...and should really be rated M****
Aaron and Jackson both laid in their bed, Aaron was trying to read his car mag, Jackson was just being annoying, by generally chatting on!
"...I can't believe Sarah the other night, MAKING OUT we are letting Jack sup beer ALL the flaming time, blimey MY dad used to let me have ale all the time!...and there's NOWT wrong with me is there!"
Aaron pulled a face at him, as he turned slightly from his magazine, " do you really want me to answer that"
Jackson opened his mouth in playful shock, " OI...YOU are SO doing to pay for THAT Livesy!", Aaron shook his head, turning another page of his mag, "Careful...you might have me quaking in ME boots in a bit"
Jackson sat up abit, and put his elbow behind his head...Jackson had that playful grin, as he said, "give us your hand..."
Aaron looked at him through the edge of his eye, " why..."
Jackson smiled wider, " JUST give it me...", Aaron sighed out loud, and with a disinterested look, rolled over slightly, and continued to read his mag.
Jackson's face fell, " well, going by that, I guess THIS isn't my night...AGAIN!"
Aaron tutted...and continued to read his mag.
"WHAT'S SO interested in motors anyway!...why stare at THOSE bodyworks, when you've got this in here!", he waved his hand over his own torso.
Aaron made the effort to turn and look, Jackson beamed a smile at him...but Aaron went back to reading his mag.
Jackson pulled a frown at him, "GREAT!...WHAT'S UP with you...you aint come near me for days...do I stink or something!"
Aaron sniffed, and leafed over a page, Jackson leaned upward,and like a beast stalking it's prey, he snatched the mag off him, "AARON!...stop ignoring me...have I done owt to upset yah or something!...", Aaron snapped his head round, and snatched back his mag, " DO you mind...I were reading that...", Jackson rolled his eyes at him, " you can't fool me, YOU were just looking at them pictures...", he then gave Aaron his doe eyed, bambie look, " have you gone off me..."
Aaron sighed and threw the magazine to the floor, then rolled over to face Jackson, " course not...I'M just not in the mood, that's all..." he smirked, Jackson smirked back at him, " CAN I do anything...to...GET you in the mood..." he teased.
Aaron smiled as Jackson leaned upward to kiss him, Jackson was chuffed, as Aaron let himself be lowered to the pillow, Jackson kissed him on the neck, and went to pull off Aaron's vest, until Aaron's phone went off on the side table, Aaron arched up, Jackson, who pulled a frustrated look, tried to stop him, " leave it..."
"no...could be important" told Aaron, Jackson shook his head in disbelief, as he looked down to pretruding lump in his boxers, " great..." he sighed.
Aaron put the phone to his ear, " Hey Tom...WHAT...calm down will yah!...what...look I can't understand yah mate..."
Jackson waved his hand at him with a frown, as to say 'hurry up!'
Aaron waved his own hand at him, pulling a face, " look...I'm on me way round...give me time to get there...", he ended the call.
Jackson turned to him, face a picture of disappointment, " I see EVERYTHING stops for Tom!", Aaron jumped out the bed pulling his vest back on, " He sounds upset...REALLY upset...he wasn't making any sense!", Jackson looked up to him, " SO!...HE'S proberly HIGH on drugs!"
Aaron pulled on his trakkies. " HE doesn't DO that anymore...look...I know we are not as close as we was but...HE'S still me mate...I owe him...I'll ALWAYS owe him..."
Aaron was then out the door, Jackson waved his arms in the air, " I'll JUST lie and wait here SHALL I!" he spat angrily after him...
Aaron looked at his watch as he jumped into his car, it had just gone 10...he and Jackson had promised themselves an early night...so much for that.
As he drove out the village, he thought about Tom...his call worried him, he hadn't told Jackson the whole truth...Tom HAD sounded upset...but he was also in a blind panic...and he kept repeating Matt's name...he put his foot down on the gas, as soon as he got there, he decided, the sooner he could find out WHAT THE HELL was going off.
2 HOURS EARLIER
Tom sat in his flat, at his kitchen table...he stared at the face of his mobile, Matt's face on it...that face who just mocked him...him and that tart he was with...
Tom never had much luck with the lads...he wasn't the ugliest guy, he'd SEEN worse...he'd dated worse...but Matt had been different...he payed him attention...he treated him...liked him...
but deep down...Matt used him, to GET to Aaron...he knew that if he was honest with himself...but Aaron has happy with Jackson, HE knew that...he had harboured feelings for Aaron for a long time...until Matt came along...finally he was able to channel them feelings for someone else...
There was a rap at the door, Tom knew it was Matt...he had phoned him earlier to come and pick up his stuff, Tom stood up and went and opened the door.
Matt stood there, smiling at him on the blocks walk way, the evening sun starting to get low, "alright mate...I surprized you haven't chucked all me stuff in a black sack, and slung it out onto the walkway!"
Tom stared at him, " why would I do that..."
Matt pushed past him, " I thought you might THAT'S ALL...", Tom slammed the door shut and turned, "so...Ryan out waiting for yah...", Matt went into the kitchen, pulled a binbag off the roll, then disappeared into the bedroom to bag up his stuff, " Nah mate...he's at home...waiting for me in bed...", Tom shook his head at him, " SO how long was it...HOW LONG before you started seeing him, while going out with me"
Matt stuffed some jeans into the sack, and looked up with a shrug, " Errrrrrr...let me see...DAY one!", Tom was hurt...as he thought about day one...Matt had approached him in the club, and the topic of conversation was...Aaron.
Matt had asked about Aaron, when he realised that he and Aaron had been mates.
Tom looked up, " YOU'LL never have him, you know...Aaron I mean...THAT'S who you want...BET it sticks in your throat that he's happy and content with Jackson!"
Matt looked up, pulling a face, " YOU don't know what you are talking about!"
Tom smiled at him, " I do...poor old Ryan...HE IS SECOND best...just like I was...I was right...bet that sticks in Ryan's throat too..."
Matt started to get agitated, " STOP IT!" he snapped, and then stuffed more clothes into the bag with MORE haste.
Tom could sense that Matt was getting all wound up, " Aaron and Jackson are strong...you'll NEVER break them"
Matt swung his head round, " MAKES me sick!...NO ONE SURELY IN THEIR RIGHT MIND...AT HIS AGE...can BE that happy!"
Tom leaned on the doorframe to his bedroom, " THEY are...I've seen then get close...right from the beginning...nearer enough..."
Matt came forward, " Jackson's just selfish...he saw a fresh piece of meat...AND made sure NO one else could have ago...then before the poor boy knew what was what, he stuck a ring on his finger!"
Tom shook his head, " not true actually...Aaron's been through alot...I'M HAPPY for him...", Matt snapped his neck up...the statement amazing him, " errrrr...says the bloke who had it BAD for Aaron...I've seen the WAY you look at him..." he goaded.
Tom flushed slightly, " stop it, you don't know WHAT you are talking about...", Matt came forward...he broke into a nasty grin, "yeah you do...YOU are MAD about him...but Jackson got there first...or was it your mate Ben...", Tom couldn't answer, so Matt answered for him, "well...WHOEVER it were, YOU wanted him...and he never took notice of yah..."
Tom's heart raced, "stop it I said...you really don't know nowt about it all...Aaron's only a mate!"
Matt stood right up to Tom...all close and personal, "...only a mate...THAT'S been the problem all along with you...BEING mates with him is as close you'd EVER get to him!" he sneered.
Tom swallowed, staring right into Matt's cold eyes, " THAT'S NOT TRUE...Aaron's a mate...HE KNOWS how I feel about him...because I admitted it him!"
Matt tilted his head slightly, " is that why YOU two fell out...because when me and you got together, you and him were not talking, were yah...OR was it Jackson...was he jealous of you and him...and ordered Aaron to stay away...", Tom was silent, "...warm arnt I..." Matt finished with triampantly.
Tom broke away his stare, and bolted into the kitchen, Matt threw the binbag onto the doormatt in the hallway, and followed Tom, " It's well funny when you think about it hey...YOU pining after Aaron, and him not giving a toss...well NOT in the way you would like anyhow...", Tom leaned on the kitchen sink, staring to the plughole, Matt's goading really getting to him now.
Matt started to laugh at him, " I BET he and Jackson had aright laugh about you...poor little Tom having NO chance...having no fella"
Tom swallowed hard, " stop it..." he whispered...but Matt went on.
"Then when you told me about the internet dating and that...well, THAT was just Aaron playing with yah...THEM two having even MORE laughs at your expense...pooor little Tommy" Matt was really starting to enjoy himself now...and Tom was well aware of it, he could sense it in Matt's tone of voice.
Tom turned slightly, " well...at LEAST he wants to be a friend...even IF it sounds all too pathetic...least HE wants to know me...REMIND me, how many know backs have you had..."
This time Matt was the one with out the smile, " shut yah trap!"
"Aaron knows what a sleazebag you REALLY are...YOU and THAT smile...IF they are laughing at me, fair enough...I sometimes laugh at MYself...but I'm happy to wager that they are having a BIGGER laugh at you!"
Matt saw red, Tom was smirking at him, with his hand he snapped his fingers around Tom's neck, and started to restrict them, " LAUGHING AT ME!...YOU DON'T LAUGH AT ME!", Tom tried to claw away Matt's fingers...but they wouldn't budge, Tom was finding it hard to breath...Matt was enjoying it..."THAT'LL teach you to be COCKY with me...WON'T IT!"
Tom tried to gasp out words...but he couldn't...
his vision was starting to blur...as his heart raced...Matt was laughing at him...the bloke was MAD...the panic...the panic...was this it...was Matt gonna kill him...just for what he said...Matt's laughter seemed exaggerated somehow...his mind playing tricks on him...he could feel the tears run down his cheeks...and he was wetting himself...he didn't want to die...but Matt wasn't letting go...
it dawned on him that this WASN'T a game...
he felt light headed...he felt like he was going to pass out...so he reached out his hand...and grabbed hold of something...
2 HOURS LATER xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Aaron parked in the parking bay outside the tower block Tom lived at...he looked up to see if he could see the lights on...and he could.
Aaron reached to the backseat of his beefed up Ford Fiesta, he smiles at Clyde's dog blanket...he had kept it...the only thing he HAD kept after Clyde were murdered by mad Mickey.
But that blanket would suit the new dog, when they went to pick it up tomorrow...Clyde 2...if he mentioned that to Jack a few times, he would name him that...after all Jackson had said he wanted the kid to name it...Clyde 2 out of Jack's mouth would go down nicely...he just had to make it LOOK like it was Jack's idea...and not his.
Aaron jumped out his car, and after locking it up, made for the stairwell...the lift was ALWAYS out of order from previous experience.
After climbing the concrete steps, he made his way round the walkway to Tom's flat, and rapped on the door.
THERE WAS NO ANSWER...
Aaron knocked again, fishing out his phone from his pocket, but before he could contact Tom, his very voice was speaking through the letter box at him, " Aaron...is that you..."
Aaron rolled his eyes, "COURSE it's me...TOM what's GOING ON...open the door will yah..."
Aaron pulled a face as he heard all the lock and bolts UNLOCK...and then the door was pulled open slowly...
Aaron peered inside to see Tom standing in the hallway, " Tom...what's this about mate..."
Tom was shaking...he'd never seen him like this before, " TOM...what IS it mate!"
Tom looked away, and nodded toward the kitchen, Aaron turned his head...he gasped
his eyes focusing on the VERY last thing he expected to see...
TBC...
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