Not so Similar

This chapter has been prompted by H20xSpelboundfanx. The prompt was Jason and Robbie have a massive blowout. They're then at the dinner table and there is an awkward silence. Sandy tries to say something but Robbie gets mad at Jason and Jason legs it upstairs. The others hear a massive crash upstairs after a while (like glass breaking). Sandy storms upstairs.

I was hoping to update this morning but I had to pick up my GCSE's results (Good luck to everyone who's had to do the same). Fortunately I got the grades I needed for sixth form next year, otherwise this probably wouldn't have been updated because I'd have been busy crying.

I hope you all enjoy the chapter

"So when am I getting my job back then?" Robbie asked, grabbing a crisp from Jason's almost empty packet of cheese and onion. The second youngest of the family had been back in Chester for a little over 2 weeks and so far he was acting every bit the perfect son, much to Sandy's delight and to the others suspicions.

"What job?" Jason asked dumbly, racking his brain and coming up blank.

"The one at the deli," Robbie swiftly replied, his tone implying that he thought Jason slow for even having to ask.

"That's not yours though," Just as Robbie looked ready to argue, Jason continued. "It was yours, but when Doug found out about Ste supplying drugs and that you were knowingly delivering them, he fired you both. Sorry bro, job's mine." Jason walked away, only stopping to throw the now empty crispy packet into a nearby bin. Before he could leave, he felt a hand on his shoulder squeezing tightly, and turned to see Robbie looking annoyed.

"It's mine though," his words were something that an angry child may use in a pointless argument, though his twin's serious enunciation meant that Jason didn't even realise that straight away, too distracted by his angry tone.

"Not anymore," Jason repeated, trying not to sound patronising but he suspected he failed if the way Robbie's grip tightened on his arm was anything to go by. "You were in London for over two months and haven't shown any interest in going back to the deli since you got back."

"Look I just need the money yeah, and really that job belongs to me."

"So pick up more shifts at the garage if you're skint, like you've always done."

"Mum'll have a fit, you know she wants us to focus on school, and anyway the pay's crap."

"Well tell her it won't be permanent and drop shifts when exams begin, you know she'll be fine with that. And the deli pay isn't exactly something to be impressed by either, what do you need the money for anyway?"

"None of your business," Robbie snapped, taking back his hand and moving a few steps away.

"I think it is, if it's my job you're wanting," Robbie remained silent, refusing to make eye-contact, though something- or rather someone caught his attention and he dropped his mask of anger for a split second before turning back to Jason. What he hadn't been counting on was Jason noticing that exchange and he quickly turned around, scanning the village, trying to find answers. He spotted Ste straight away, the young man walking past the water fountain with his two small children.

Refusing to believe it at first, Jason kept looking though apart from those three, the village was empty. "Did Ste put you up to this?" He asked, trying to keep his anger in check till he got all the answers.
"What? No of course not, don't be daft," Robbie scoffed, though Jason saw through him straight away.

"What the fuck are you playing at?" Jason growled, refusing to break eye-contact until Robbie cracked.

"Ste just needed some money right, needed to get rid of some gear is all. If I got the delivery job back, we could start moving it."

"Are you stupid?" Jason hissed, earning an odd look from a passing jogger. "You've just got back, Mum's just given you another chance, if she finds out she'll go spare,"

"Well then she won't find out, will she?" But the implied threat didn't work, as it rarely did so with Jason. Instead he continued talking over him, desperate to get his point across.

"And what if you get caught? That's the whole deli gone cause Doug would get taken in and the police know he used to deal, so he'd be beyond screwed. And then there's me, Sasha and Lee, you know the people who actually work there without anything dodgy on the side."

"Stop stressing J," Robbie said, rolling his eyes, looking bored. "It's no big deal."

"No big deal? Are you bloody kidding me," He pushed past Robbie, marching over to the fountain, ignoring his brother's protests.

"You keep my family our of your dodgy crap yeah?" he said to Ste, towering over over him and the two small children, who were all seated.

"Don't know what ya mean," he replied, eyebrows raised in shock and shaking his head."Come on Leah, Lucas, lets go home," He stood up, shoving past Jason and pointedly glaring at Robbie, effectively ratting out both of them. Once Ste was out of sight, Robbie made his way over to his twin, shoving him hard. "You happy now?" he asked Jason, motioning over to the retreating form of Ste. "He said he didn't know what you were on about."

Jason let out a short bark of laughter, somewhat startling Robbie. "How stupid do you think I am? Obviously more stupid than you," Robbie looked ready to argue once more, though Jason didn't give him chance to speak up. "How could you? After everything you've put mum through, everything you've put me through and you still continue being a dick. Mum kicked you out because of your blatant disregard for the law. If she finds out about this then she'll never let you back in the house."

Finally snapping (and Jason was surprised that it had taken his brother that long), Robbie pushed Jason back once more, snarling "Well, she ain't gonna find out is she?"

"I ain't a grass if that's what you're saying,"

"Good, cause if you do, you'll regret it," Robbie went to storm off, though paused when he heard Jason yelling.

"You may think you're all that Robbie, but you're bloody well not." When Robbie turned around to tell Jason exactly what he thought of that, his brother had already gone.

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"Jason, dinner!" Sandy yelled a few hours later. The youngest Roscoe sighed, before logging off his computer and slowly walked down the stairs to the kitchen. He sat as far away as he possibly could from Robbie, his blood still boiling everytime he thought of their earlier argument. As he piled his plate high, he ignored the curious looks from the rest of the family due to him sitting on the opposite side of the table from his usual seat.

Fortunately their attention quickly waned, as they chose to began eating and making light conversation, though neither Robbie or Jason uttered a single word, alerting the others that something had definitely happened between the pair.

"Alright, what's up with you two?" Sandy eventually asked after neither congratulated Lindsey on her possible upcoming promotion. "You've both been in a foul mood since you got back." The room was silent as everyone waited for an answer, whilst the twins only glared at one another from either end of the table.

"One of you better start talking or I swear to God," Sandy said, positioning herself so she was facing them both equally.

"It's nothing," Jason finally spat, still glaring at Robbie, who relaxed fractionally at his twin's silence, though Sandy quickly noticed.

"What is it Robert and don't think I won't know if you're lying."

"Be careful Rob, better not say anything you'll regret" Jason goaded, mimicking his older twin's previous threat. The anger that Robbie had felt earlier that day but had been unable to act on came back in full force and both Freddie and Ziggy had to hold him back, lest Robbie launch over the table to deck Jason, something that looked incredibly likely with each passing second.

As soon as Robbie had stood, Jason had copied the action and the pair were practically screaming at one another, their words too loud and fast for the others to even begin understanding and they could only watch, at a loss as to what to do, though they hoped they'd be enough to stop them from starting an all out fist fight.

"Both of you, shut up!" Sandy yelled, startling them and making them quieten, though both were still incredibly tense and glaring daggers at one another. "Now, you're going to tell me what the hell is going on and you're going to do it now." Again the room was filled with silence. "Now," Sandy repeated, her tone giving no room for argument.

"Nothings going on mum," Robbie said, his voice surprisingly calm for someone who had just partaken in a shouting match not even five minutes ago. "Jason's just being his dramatic little bitchy self"

Jason snarled again, pushing past Joe who was trying to keep him in the living room, storming up the stairs. The bang of his bedroom door echoed through the house.

"What was that for?" Freddie asked, slapping Robbie on the back of the head.

"Someone better start taking," sandy repeated, her voice even sterner. "And seeing as only you and Jason are the only two people who seem to know what's going on and he's currently unavailable, you're going to have to explain what is going on between you two."

"And you're probably the one who started it all," Ziggy muttered, earning a dig in the ribs from Robbie.

Everyone's eyes were on him and Robbie began trying to think of a believable story as quickly as he could, each idea being shot down as quickly as he thought of them.

"And I don't want any half-cocked story either," Sandy said as if she could read his mind. "The truth if you please." Realising the game was up, Robbie took a breath, trying to think up a way to tell the truth without getting sent back down to his aunt's. He had just got back, what was he even thinking getting himself involved in something he knew was dangerous, especially if his family were finally were willing to trust him again.

Money. That was it. It always was, the promise of some extra cash and the thrill of doing something illegal was enough to convince him to fall back into his old ways. He thought it would be easy to get the deli job back, he could normally get Jason to do as he wished whenever he wanted, the fact that his brother was unconvinced by his original plea and then went onto to guess his true intention was slightly unsettling.

He knew he would have to play it right, maybe just maybe he would be able to spin it right and Sandy would let him stay, the only danger in that plan was Jason. If he opened his mouth and told the others something else, he'd be done. Bye bye Chester, hello London.

"I-" he began, though he was interrupted by a loud crash from upstairs.

"What the hell?" Lindsey muttered, exchanging a worried look with Joe.

"And that would be Jason," Freddie muttered, still staring at the ceiling. "You've never seen him snap before have you Linds? Enjoy the show,"

"Don't talk about your brother like that Freddie," Sandy snapped, shooting him a disapproving look.

"It's kind of true though mum," Ziggy said, holding back a smile, before turning to his future sister in law. "We used to call him the Incredible Hulk."

Something that most people weren't aware of (unless they were incredibly close to the family and even then they had to see it to believe it) was the fact that Jason was probably the most volatile of the five brothers.

Sure Joe, Freddie and Robbie's tempers were something usually feared but they were frequently sparked and despite belief all three could usually be placated easily enough (depending on the severity of the situation of course).

Ziggy and Jason were seen as the calmer of the five, though for 2 very different reasons. Ziggy was too laidback, too flirty and was too busy taking pleasure in the simple things in life to be riled up and even when he was annoyed he normally had the sense to step away from the situation and assess what was going on.

Jason was viewed as quite meek and defenceless though. He was usually shy when first meeting people and even when he knew someone fairly well he was still quiet, only speaking up when need be. Those factors led to people believing that he simply didn't have the backbone to speak up when he was angry, preferring to keep it all bottled up or that he wasn't easily riled up. Whilst the latter was partly true, it wasn't everything.

At the worst of times Jason had a frankly vile temper and when it was set off he would throw all 'politeness' and 'meekness' out of the window, and many of Sandy's belongings had been on the receiving end of his anger, damaged beyond all repair, though he never had turned his frustration on another person.

It took a lot to set him off however and at most, he would only snap once or twice a year, though it was becoming less and less frequent, the older he got and therefore the wiser.

The fact that he had reached this stage and had broken at least one of Sandy's belongings (everyone was suspecting the vase in the hallway, Jason had mentioned his hatred for the thing, often very vocally, and he regularly broke the things he didn't like, taking the chance to 'redecorate' when he didn't have full sense that facing Sandy's wrath would be wise), indicated that whatever Robbie and Jason had been fighting about was incredibly serious.

"Joe, Freds, try and calm him down and for the love of god make sure he doesn't break that ceramic bowl in the bathroom. I think we need to talk now Robbie don't you?"

Although the two eldest Roscoes looked peeved that they wouldn't hear Robbie's story, they both nodded turning to go the second storey.

"Wait," Robbie said, shooting his mum a somewhat apologetic look. "Let me talk to him first, he normally listens to me and I think we all know this is my fault." Although Sandy didn't look happy (scratch that she looked downright furious) she nodded and let him go upstairs.

The hallway was empty when Robbie made it upstairs, though like suspected Sandy's vase was lying in broken pieces on the floor.

"Jase, you in there?" He called, knocking on their bedroom door. When he got no reply, he pushed the door open, seeing Jason moving things quite erratically (normally a sign that he was calming down though one could never be too sure), he stepped in the room and the click of the door closing behind him finally alerted Jason to his presence.

"What do you want?" He growled, turning his back once more.

"To talk. Look I know you probably hate me," at this point Jason snorted. "But I don't know what you want me to do,"

"How bout you stop lying first of all," Jason started, fists clenched. "You're all about these fresh starts, everytime you went to a new sixth form, when we moved up here, when mum let you come back. You always said the same damn thing, ' things will be different this time', yeah fucking right. You will never change, if it isn't delivering drugs it's starting fights, if it isn't that it's robbing a shop and I'm sick of it.

"The fact that you thought I would be stupid enough to not see what you were planning is so fucking insulting."

"Are you done?" Robbie asked, once Jason had finished talking and the room was silent for a few moments. When he was only given a glare in return Robbie started talking. "I talk shit, we both know that and I ain't gonna pretend otherwise. But I do mean what I say, I do want to do better, I hate disappointing mum especially after dad. But I don't know... It's difficult y'know?"

"No I don't." Jason replied tersely.

"It's just, I try me hardest, but then after a while I just..." Robbie groaned, trying to think of the proper words. "Look, I don't know why I'm such a prat, but I am. People expect it from me now and everytime I try to turn it round something happens, like I meet someone or I need money or anything really. But then I just kind of go 'fuck it-"

"I'll just go delivering E again," Jason finished, though his tone wasn't as cold and Robbie knew he was calming down, though whether he was coming round to what Robbie was saying was another matter entirely.

"Yeah, I didn't really think that through,"

"Just a tad. What I don't get is why you're gonna start selling again, you know how stupidly dangerous it is,"

"Yeah Jase I know," Robbie sighed. They were going round in circles and it was quickly becoming tiring. "But Ste's a mate and I owe him, look you wouldn't understand."

"No I don't." His voice was stony and Robbie inwardly cursed what he had previously blurted out. "I don't understand why you would risk everything. Your freedom. Your family's trust. But I do get loyalty. And I think you really need to assess yours, between your own flesh and blood and worthless scum who make you do their dirty work but would do nothing to help if you got caught." Robbie was silent for a few moments, trying to think of what to say but as time continued to pass Jason went to leave the room, rolling his eyes, a look of equal parts disgust and annoyance painted all over his face.

"No wait," Robbie placed his arm on Jason's making him stop, and he must have seen something, because he shut the bedroom door that he had just opened less than a minute before and turned back.

"Look I do want to do better, I really do but like I've said I do find it hard, I just get bored I guess. It's exciting, it's the most stupid thing ever and just sounds like an excuse but whenever I do try trouble always finds me and I just can't say no."

"But you what could-"

"Oh my god, just leave it yeah." Robbie said, his patience finally snapping. He was sick and tired of having to explain himself and it was becoming a more and more frequent occurrence. "You don't get it, you never will-"

"So tell me," Jason snapped again, his temper flaring once more.

"It's not something I can just explain, you either get it or you don't and you sure as hell won't. You're not like me, you're the golden boy and everything you do is respected and I'm the fuck up. We all know you're the one going places with your life, I'll be lucky if I'm still going by 30."

"Don't say that," Jason said quietly, a look of shock obvious. "Tell me that you don't believe that," Robbie just shrugged, he hadn't once told anyone about his insecurities; that he viewed himself as the weak link in the family, especially when compared with Jason and for the main one to come out now, to his twin of all people, was the last thing he ever wanted to happen.

"Oh my god Robbie," Jason sighed, practically deflating. "You're not a screw up. No-one sees you as that,"

"That's why you've spent the better part of the day telling me just that,"

"I wasn't... I mean," Jason stumbled, like his twin trying to find the right words for the very fragile situation. "I was, still am actually, really angry at you for what you're planning with Ste when you promised you were finished with it all. But I don't see you as a failure or whatever, no-one does.

"You've made mistakes but everyone in this family has at one point or another and we bound to make a load more along the way. And I know I've said about going into medicine before but that's to keep mum sweet, nothing more. At least you have the courage to do what you want and not get pressured into it unlike me."

"Yeah with petty crimes."

"Yeah, you're really going to need to fix that, but you get what I mean. So what if you don't get three a*'s for your exams, I know for a fact you'll do as well as you can and then do amazing things with the rest of your life, you just need to take control and learn to say no to idiots."

Robbie chuckled, he couldn't help it. Today had already been incredibly stressful and draining due to the argument with Jason, but then to lay it all on the line and admit what he was really bothered about had been then icing on the cake.

"You will stop yeah? Selling gear I mean," Jason finally asked. "I'm not going to ask you to stay completely out of trouble because like you said, trouble always has a way of finding you, but if you would just use your head once in a while, it'd mean a lot."

"I'll try," Robbie admitted, hoping this resolution would be the one to work. "I ain't promising anything bruv, but I'll give it a go."

"You gotta promise to talk to me more too, if you fell like shit you have to say something. We are twins after all, we're meant to share everything, just like the movies," at this Jason put on an American accent (a long running joke of theirs was to mock the way twins were portrayed on film, where they were seen as practically physic).

Robbie chuckled, pulling Jason into a hug (a very manly one though) instructing him that he had to do the same. As they pulled away the door was pushed open, revealing a very unimpressed sandy.

"Well you two seem to have made up, but I still want answers and as Robbie isn't talking you better Jason."

Robbie shot a worried glance over at his brother, it wasn't that he thought he would grass but there was always that fear that he might, that what had just been said was nothing and that Jason still didn't trust him.

"It was nothing, Robbie just asked Holly out when he knows I still like her,"

The lie was transparent as anything, but even when sandy blatantly refused to believe it, Jason kept with it. Eventually she realised that neither would talk and left the room, demanding that Jason clear away the mess he had made in the hallway.

When the door shut behind her, the twins shared a small glance. Yeah, they were good.

I hope everyone enjoyed that, especially the prompter. I have to admit it was quite a difficult prompt for me to write simply because I struggled to keep everyone in character especially Jason. Although we've never really seen anything about him having a bad temper, I remember him having the argument with Robbie before he was sent away and used that as my main inspiration for their argument.

Although he didn't react violently there was something there and I played on that massively. It was also why I inserted some other things about the character halfway through the story to explain Jason's actions, like breaking the vase. (I hope that was okay H20xSpelboundfanx, it seemed like the most plausible reason for something breaking upstairs).

Also, I feel awful about the amount of Ste bashing I did in this. I absolutely adore Ste but he already has a past with Robbie and it was simply easier for him to be the catalyst of the argument. All the negative things that were implied about him, were thought up by Jason who I'm pretty sure in the show has a similar opinion.

As always, if you have any ideas just review or leave me a message. I always respond to them (unless they're anonymous) and love getting feedback.

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