Chapter 20
John Brady, was just eight when his uncle Derek Brady first beat him up. "Uncle Derek, I need to know why?" John asked, through the prison phone. No answer, from the seventy two year old. "Please" John almost begged. "Why? Your just as bad, boy" he replied. John breathed. "Your son, he is a nightmare" John replied. "Brendan? Aye he is" Derek had a twenty-three year old woman in his bed. She was a prostitute, which he paid. "Derek, I,m not leaving till you pay up" she said. "Whoes that?" John asked. "Just some prossy" he relied. "You still pay for it then" John replied. "Shut up woman" Derek sneered. John breathed. "Listen I got to go, but take care John" Derek hung up. John scoffed. He thought for a second, then dialled Brendan's number. "Hello" Brendan answered. John didn't know what to say, he didn't know how to say sorry."Look I dont want no messing" Brendan said. John breathed in and out. "I,m sorry" John says, chucking the phone down.
Brendan shook his head. "Who was that?" Ste asked, sitting next to him on the couch. "Nobody you need to worry about" Brendan put his arms around him. Ste put his head on Brendan's blazer. "I use to wear a blazer, for school" Ste smiled. "Really? I would never of guessed, I bet you were one of those teenagers who wore their tie wrong, and undid all their blazer buttons" Brendan smiled back. "I bet you were a rebel teenager" Ste replied. "No actually, I wasn't, I made mistakes yes, but I was quite a quite teenager believe it or not" Brendan replied quickly. "I always got detentions and that" Ste did indeed. "My mum, she didn't care though, Amy was good to me in school though" Ste felt uncomfortable talking about his childhood again, so changed the subject. "I,m starving, gonna get something" Ste quickly said, going into his kitchen.
Amy was at the school, for Leah. "Miss Barnes, your daughter Leah. I dont mean to alarm you but she has been causing some trouble" the headteacher Miss Naomi Bradford commented. "What sort of trouble, could a five year old make?" Amy asked. "She has been swearing Miss, She dropped the f bomb a couple of times" Naomi signed. "Yeah, well that's common isn't it" Amy asked, hopeful. "Yes, but what's not normal is how she is saying it" Naomi passed her the work she done. In English. Her story was full of swear words and violence. "What? Look I dont understand how she knows this" Amy was panicking now. "Dose she watch late night TV, read adult books, listen to exclipt lyrics?" Naomi had to ask these sort of questions. "No, I mean she has watched Jermeny Kyle before, but Thats hardly a adult show" Amy blamed herself now. "Maybe, she has watched them without you knowing?" Naomi asked. Amy shook her head. "Dose anyone come to the house?" she asked. "Well, my partner Ally but he dosent swear, erm her fathers partner Brendan, but no, he wouldn't swear in front of the kids, my dad pops round but he wouldn't either "Amy was shaking. "Are you sure? Have they every swore by accident? Or something like that?" Naomi asked then. "Well, my dad said shit once, but that was a mistake" Amy replied. "Dose your dad make a lot of mistakes, when their about?" she asked. "No, no" Amy was telling the truth. "Ally? Dose he say anything, or fight?" she asked her." No" Amy replied. "How is your relationship, with her father?" she asked. "Great, we never fight or swear" Amy replied. "But it says here in my record, he has been violent towards you on a number of occasions" Naomi passed her the records. "Oh that was years ago, he got help with his anger issues, and everything" Amy nodded. "It also states after Lucas was born, you went of for a couple of weeks, what was that about, leaving your two children with your violent ex, on planet Earth darling that is not right" Naomi closer her book. "That was years ago! We love those kids and wouldn't lay a finger on them" Amy was cut of. "I,m afraid Miss Barnes, you will be getting some visits from social services" Naomi answered. "Ha, Go ahead, let them came round, we nothing to hide" Amy replied. "Thanks for your consent, Amy I may also mention your violent ex partner has also been arrested for a number of things, drugs, abuse, violence why would you let a man like around your children?" Naomi asked. "He wouldn't hurt those kids, or swear or do anything like that" Amy couldn't believe she was defending Brendan of all people, but it was for a good cause. "Thank you Miss Barnes, that be all, you will be visited by social services, next Tuesday" Naomi passed her the letter.
Tony and Cindy, were just looking into thin air. Thinking about Theresa, and how their not going to be able to have a its a crappy cheap one. "Why did she have to die now?" Cindy asked, they were being very respectfulness as they were more concerned about how their not going to have a wedding. "Cindy" Tony snarled. "What!" Cindy crossed her arms. "Your just as mad as me" Cindy added. "Maybe we can ask Frankie and Jack, see if they want to renew their wedding vows or Nancy and Darren" Tony shrugged. "Jacqui and Rhys? They might like a better" Tony was cut of. "I,m not sharing my wedding, with a McQueen" Cindy signed. "Cindy, Theresa was a McQueen and you were willing to share it with her" Tony made a face. "I mean the trampy McQueen" Cindy replied. "Well, what about Jack and Frankie?"he asked. "Too old" Cindy replied. "Nancy and Darren?" he then asked hopeful "No, they got Oscar remember" Cindy reminded him. "Oh god yeah" Tony blushed. "Erm, Riley and Mitizeee? " he then asked. "No, I,m not sharing my wedding, with the kissing cousins Cindy was being awarkd. "Brendan and Ste?" Cindy asked, Tony laughed. "No way, I,m not sharing my wedding with the gays, the local psychopath too" Tony laughed again. "Now whose being awarkd" Cindy replied. "Dodger and Texas?" he asked. "Tony, may I remind you Texas is with that weird Walker guy" Cindy said. "Oh yeah" Tony signed. "Theres nobody else" Cindy groaned. "Brendan and Ste it is then" Tony said, she smiled. Hugging him. "If they say yes" Tony said, he hoped they say no, but then again he hoped they say yes. No, because he dosent like Brendan and yes because he wants to get married to Cindy. So it was a dammed if they do, dammed if they dont.
Warren Fox, was discussing Theresa funeral with Myra. "Warren, I dont know why your so bothered" Myra said, as he was fiddling with the funeral plans. "Shut up Myra, your doing my head in" Warren said, changing the roses into tulips. "Her favourite" he smiled. "Oh right" Myra replied. "The good die young" Warren added. "Yeah" Myra replied. "I think it should be small, the funeral" Warren nodded. "Yeah of cause" Myra agreeded."I get Brendan to pay for it" Warren said. "Warren, that's okay" Myra was cut of. "No, he owns me" Warren told her.
Walker took out a gun. He cocks the gun. Pointing it towards the door. He felt like he failed Cameron and Shawny. He felt like he was no good for Ken or Texas. He shoots at the door, making a hole. He cocks the gun again. This time pointing it at himself. Placing it against his cheek. Bang!