Chapter 7
Dodger seen Texas outside, India's grave. Crying. "Hey, Tex" he sat next to her, putting his arm around her. "Its my fault, now Lindsey has been murdered" Texas started sobbing. It is true, when Lindsey went to collect Brendan's things. John heard, she brought the little "queer" back to his son. He killed her, in as fit of rage, then came to the hospitable,acting all sweet. "No, Its not, its the two scrum bags who killed them fault" Dodger kissed her head. He was devastated by the fact, this amazing sweet woman, could think that. "No, you dont understand, Ste has been shouting at me" Texas had tears roll down. "Ste!" Dodger got up. "No, where are you going?" Texas let tears roll down. "Ste, should not make you feel like that, just cause his precious freak of a boyfriend nearly died, it was not your fault" Dodger ran away, Texas struggling to keep up. "He was just upset about Rae!" Texas shouted, breathlessness. "And! its Brendan fault!" he loved Texas a lot. "No! it was Silas!" Texas had to defend Brendan, otherwise she feel guilty, more guilty. "Why you sticking up for him?" Dodger asked,still running. "Because I saw what happened!" she shouted, Dodger stopped. "And I did nothing" she shook her head. Walking closer. Dodger, started running again. He did not care, he was going to beat up Ste. He go to the hospitable walking in, in a fit of rage. He was about to storm over, but the sight of the family crying. Stopped him. He looked at Ste, who was comforting Cheryl. He stepped back, bumping into Walker. Walker dropped the coffee. "You idolit" he grunted, going on his hands and knees, picking up the cups. "Sorry" Dodger breathed. "Have some respect son, they lost someone very close" Walker could read his mind,easy. "Sorry, for your lost" he was shaking, trying to cover up why he was here. "Why are you here? Want me to bring Steven here, I could hold him, as you beat the living daylight out of him" Walker knew his reasons, he reminded him of himself. "Dont tell Brendan, I called him Steven" Walker grunted. "No,Thank you" he stepped back. Walker smiled, walking closer. "You sure, I mean he is a easy target, he just lost a friend, he wont put up a struggle" Walker made Dodger feel bad. "Or I beat him up, for you see it" Walker licked his lips. "No" Dodger, could not believe this man. He knew he was strange, but this took the biscuit. Walker got out his PC badge. "I,m PC Walker, dont be alarmed, just go" he nods. Dodger runs out, making Walker laugh. He tuts, as the spilled coffee. Walker chucks the coffee in the bin. Ste was with a crying Cheryl. "Its okay" Ste smoothed. "Go to Brendan Ste, he needs you" Cheryl nods. Ste nods back. "Okay" he was nervous. He did not know what to say. He had no ideal who could of killed her, he did not think of John. He did not even think, he could go that far. in hitting a woman, mind killing one. Brendan must of learnt, the no hitting women rule, from somebody. He sat on the chair. Brendan looking up. "Its all my fault" he commented. "No, its not" Ste held his hand. Outside the waiting room. An familiar face, appeared. Eileen Brady, now Eileen Anderson. "Eileen" Cheryl spoke. Lindsey's parents Freddy and Constance Nolan, looked up. With fresh tears in their eyes. Freddy had bad memories, of when he got attacked by John. "I head about Lindsey and Brendan, the boys are at a friends, they be here soon" Eileen let tears roll down as well. Thoughts of her dead daughter Sheerna, came flooding back. Eileen sat next to Cheryl. John was behind her. He sat next to her. Freddy looked at him, moving to the far side. Away from him. Cheryl stood up, hugging her father. "Oh dad, Brendan is really damaged and, and Lindsey is gone" she broke down in tears. Eileen knelt down, hugging her with John. That is why she sent Ste away, so Eileen did not see him. It would just upset her more. "When are Patrick and Declen coming, I dont think its right they see their da like this" John grunted, his grandfather Brendan, would be turning his grave right now. In Ireland, he would come up and eat him, in zombie form. "No, your right" Eileen agreed. "So, Eileen, I got something to confess" Cheryl needed to tell them about Ste. She needed to get it of her chess. Freddy made dirty looks at John. Eileen looked confused, as she sat up next to Cheryl. John besides Eileen. Freddy and Constance looked over.
"Erm, Eileen when you last came" Cheryl felt awarkd, as all eyes were on her. "Yeah" Eileen pressured her to go on. Cheryl looked at her dad. Who expected Ste to run away, by now. Walker walked over, with coffees, sitting next to Freddy on the other side. "Coffee anyone?" he asked. John nodded, he did not want to hear it. Walker passed everyone a coffee. Eileen groaning. "Spit it out Cheryl" she moaned. "Brendan is gay! Okay, Ste is with him now, in their" Cheryl had to rip it of, like a plaster. Eileen scoffed. "Steven? He said it would never happen again"Eileen was making everyone gasp. Walker knew better though. John was slurping loudly, so he could block out what they were saying. "I know Eileen, but you were theartintg to take his kids away, you were so bitchy if I,m honest" Cheryl looked down in disgust. Why should Eileen find someone new, and Brendan cant? "Yes! Because it would of speared, the kids would get picked on" Eileen did not love Brendan, she never has done. She just wanted the easy life. "Oh okay, so its okay for you and Mike to get it on, but Brendan, oh no, Brendan cant be loved" Cheryl tutted. "Shut up!" John never raised his voice, so pubically. "Lindsey is dead, Brendan is paralized and all you can do, is squabble like children" John felt a pang of guilt, like Lindsey did. He shivered, as the thought of him strangling Lindsey so cruelly. "Now, we need to accept this Steven, its about Brendan, not our egos" John deserves an Oscar. "So, shut up, pull your socks up and get over it" he was a brilliant actor. Even Freddy believed him. Eileen nodded. "He is right, friends" she looked at Cheryl Cheryl nodded, hugging Eileen. "I want to meet this Steven" John said. Freddy looked down. "No, leave him" Freddy knew John would beat him up. "Its not up to you, he is as good as my son in law" John was really acting today. He was taking the Mick. Cheryl breathed in and out. "You sure?" Cheryl asked. "I,m sure" John said, so deviously. He could not wait for Ste too see his face. He expected him to run. Cheryl nodded. Eileen shaking her head. Freddie was furious. "Poor sod" he said, to his wife Constance. "John what are you playing at" Freddy snarled. "Your wife hopefully" he was dirty. "I already played with your daughter" he snarled. Eileen shook her head in disgust. Ste looked at John, as he came out. Cheryl dragging him out, more like it.