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Chapter twenty two

Joe opened the door to the garage, he doubted he would be in here but mum had told him to look. Robbie was waiting outside, "Hurry up Joe" Robbie snapped. "Al'right, keep your hair on" Joe called back.

He turned and saw Jason lying on the floor, "Jase?" Joe ran upto him. Joe saw the bottle of pills on the side. "no, Jase, no, please haven't have taken any of these!" Joe felt Jasons pulse. Thank god. "Robbie!" Joe yellled.

Joe shook Jason roughly, "Jase, wake up!" How could they have been so stupid? How could they have thought Jason was coping?

Robbie ran in, "Jase?" Robbie was by his side. "He took these, We have to wake him up" Joe started shaking Jason again, Robbie stared at the pills. "He tried-" "Robbie! Help wake him!" Joe pulled Jason up and shook him.

Robbie just slapped him across the face, "Wake up Jason!" He yelled. Normally, Joe would have kicked Robbie up the backside for slapping his brother but these where desperate times.

Jason's eyelids fluttered. "Jason?" Joe shook him hard, Jason opened his eyes.

What had happened? He remembered pills and a bottle...

What had he done? Jason wanted to jump up but he had no energy, his eyes where heavy and his head hurt like hell. "Jason?" Joe said softly. Jason looked at him through half closed eyelids.

"Mmm?" was all he could muster. "Stay awake, how many did you take?" Joe was still supporting him. Jason didn't even know, "Why would you do that?" Robbie shouted.

Jason looked at Robbie, his vision was blurred. "Robbie, not now" Joe gave his brother a warning look. Jason shook his head slightly, he felt sick.

"I'm ...gonna be sick" Jason said, it was barely a whisper. Joe had helped Sandy look after Jason and Robbie when they where sick so knew what to do. He grabbed a bucket and gave it to Jason.

Robbie studied his brother, Joe was talking to Sandy. Jason didn't want anyone to know what he did. Jason was drinking water.

"It's ok, mums on her way with Fred...this stays between us" Joe turned around. "Jason, when you feel like you did you gotta tell us Alright?" Joe looked at him. Jason nodded. "I don't know why I did it...I think I was drunk, I don't feel bad know...It kind of-" "Got rid of your gult?" Robbie offered.

"Yeah...I won't be doing it again" "Good, The police aren't asking any questions, they think he's done a runner from the country" Joe put a hand on Jasons shoulder.

"He deserved it" Robbie piped up, "Robbie...We're not gonna talk about it again OK?" The twins nodded. "Do you think we can meet mum now?" Jason nodded. "Please tell me mums not cooking" Jason begged.

Theresa knocked on the door of the Roscoes, She nervously tapped her foot. After she had been treated for depression and slowly got better she had begged to come to Allies 1st birthday.

Sandy,Joe,Lindsey,Robbie and Freddie had said no but Ziggy and Jason had decided to let her come. Sandy opened the door, she narrowed her eyes. "Come in" she said icily.

Theresa smiled and walked in, The last time she'd seen Alan was when he was 6 months old. Ziggy heard her come in and picked Allie up from his pen and carried him over to her.

Theresa gasped, He had her blonde hair. His eyes where Green and he looked like Ziggy except his face was chiseled in a different angle.

"Hi Theresa" Ziggy greeted, "Hi Ziggy...can I hold him?" Theresa asked. Everyone in the room went quiet, they didn't like this.

Sandy watched venomously, Anyone who hurt her boys was her enemy...and target.

Ziggy carefully handed Allie to Theresa. "Hello" Theresa cooed, Sandy shook her head and sat next to Jason. Alan started screaming and wriggling to get away.

Theresa felt tears spring into her eyes, "I'll...take him, he must be tired" Ziggy laughed nervously. He took Allie back, he instantly stopped crying.

"Or it's just you" Robbie smirked. Sandy,Freddie and Lindsey snorted and stifled a laugh.

"Think it's funny?" Theresa shot a look at Freddie. "Or should I tell them what happened?" Theresa smiled sweetly.

Freddie shot up, "Get out" he grabbed her arm. "Take that as a yes?" Theresa yanked arm from Freddies grasp and walked to the centre of the room.

"Theresa don't" Freddie looked horrified.

"Me and Freddie slept together...Alan might not even be your son".