Aideen opened her eyes and lazily smiled at me as she said, "Willingly go to the toilet with another lad in the room? Nah, they would call each other gay."

I chuckled and looked back down to the first aid kit while Aideen finished up on the toilet. I turned when the toilet flushed and waited for her to wash her hands before I began cleaning her face up. She was four inches shorter than me now that her heels were off, so it made holding her head still a lot easier.

"Ow!" Aideen suddenly hollered which earned a bark from my bedroom.

"Go back asleep you fat shite!" Aideen shouted when I swiped the antiseptic wipe over a small cut above her eye.

I hissed at her, "Leave him alone, he isn't fat. He just has a thick coat!"

Aideen laughed through her hissing. "Yeah, a thick coat of blubber."

I gave her a firm look. "Don't slag me baby when I'm cleanin' you up. Me finger might slip and jam into your eye."

Aideen gave me a wary look and closed her mouth which made me inwardly grin as I finished cleaning up her face. When I was finished, she went into my bedroom to get some of my pyjamas to wear while I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. I turned on the kitchen light then moved to the sink and filled up a glass and quickly gulped down the water. I looked to my left and noticed the envelope Mr. Pervert gave to me earlier, still unopened on my kitchen table.

"Storm, get off the bed... or at least move over!" Aideen's voice shouted from my bedroom.

I roughly rubbed the back of my neck and sighed. I glanced at the envelope once more before I shook my head and walked over to the kitchen light switch and flipped it off. I turned and walked towards the sounds of growling and shouting coming from my bedroom and decided that dealing with Storm and Aideen was enough to deal with for one night.

Whatever was in that envelope could wait until morning.

I woke up and felt like I had the mother of all hangovers even though I hadn't touched a drop of alcohol the night before. It was a lack of sleep hangover that I would nurse throughout the day and I instantly felt like a grump because of it. I was never what someone would call a morning person, but waking up with a headache sealed the deal that I would be a grouch.

I whined when I heard shouting coming from the kitchen followed by barking that didn't help the pounding that had taken up residence in my head.

It was too early for this shite.

"Those bloody two," I grumbled as I kicked the bed covers from my body.

I sat upright and gently shook my head to try and clear it then stood up and stretched until my back cracked. I dragged my feet as I walked out of my room, down the hall and into the kitchen. I crossed my arms over my chest and yawned as my tummy rumbled from the delicious smell of a fry up being cooked. You cannot beat sausages, rashers, eggs, and pudding for breakfast on the weekend, there was nothing better. I leaned my shoulder against the kitchen wall and watched the scene before me with mild amusement.

"Listen to me you big fat baby, these rashers are mine and Keela's. You aren't allowed to have any!"

Yes, Aideen was in a battle of words - sort of - with Storm.

Storm growled at Aideen and stepped closer to her; she had a butter knife in her hand and pointed it directly at him. "Try it and I'm warnin' you, I'll be fryin' dog meat!"

I laughed which got both Aideen's and Storm's attention. Storm forgot about Aideen when he heard me, this was apparent when he jumped and barked as he came running in my direction. I audibly grunted as he collided with my legs then laughed when he stood up and placed his front paws on my shoulders and licked my face. He was a big dog, when he was stood up on his back legs he was the same height as me.

"Down, good boy." I chuckled when he dropped to all fours and continued to rub his head against my leg.

I looked up at Aideen, who was glaring at Storm. "I hate him."

I grinned. "I think he reciprocates that feelin' wholeheartedly."

Aideen grinned then turned and flipped the rashers in the frying pan and added some fat sausages.

My mouthed watered.

"What were you both fightin' for this time?" I asked after I swallowed down the saliva in my mouth.

Aideen huffed. "He keeps tryin' to jump up and grab the food when I'm not lookin'. He is a greedy, fat fucker."

I looked down at Storm and rubbed his head. "Sticks and stone baby boy, sticks and stones."

Aideen snickered and shook her head at me. I moved over to her and leaned in close to her so I could study her face. She had a bruise on her cheekbone, and her lower lip was bruised and swollen as well.

I frowned. "I hope the bitch that did this gets the runs while wearing white."

Aideen burst out laughing, and it made me grin.

"Me too." She chuckled as she continued to cook our breakfast.

I washed my hands in the sink, dried them and yawned as I moved over to the kitchen table. I rubbed my eyes and slightly shook my head at all the magazines that were spread out all over the table. Aideen had a thing about magazines; she couldn't just read one at a time, she had to have at least ten in front of her to choose from.

"You do know that you can download magazines directly onto to the Kindle I bought you right?" I murmured.

I scratched the back of my head as I looked over the magazine covers deciding on which one to read myself.

"I know, but I like holdin' them in me hands when I read," Aideen replied as she switched off the cooker and dished up our food.

I looked at her and glared at how fresh and alert she was.

"It's a little bit weird that you don't get hangovers," I said as she placed my plate in front of me.

Aideen sat down across from me and shrugged. "I'm just lucky, I guess."

I nodded and reached for the ketchup that was currently placed on top of the magazine that Aideen was looking down at. I opened the bottle and poured a decent amount of sauce onto my plate then got up and went to the bread bin.

"How is your diet goin'?" Aideen then asked with a grin before she popped a piece of pudding into her mouth.

I glared at her as I sat back down. "This is my cheat meal, I only have one a week so leave me alone."

Aideen held her hands up. "No judgment," she said around the food in her mouth.

"You're a knacker!" I snapped.

Aideen chuckled as she swallowed down her food. "Sorry."

She wasn't sorry in the slightest.

I grimaced in disgust. "You were raised by wild dogs."

Aideen grinned. "It not my fault me ma died given' birth to me brother and left me with three older brothers, a little brother, and a father that are all cavemen."

I snorted. "Don't play the me-ma-died-givin'-birth-me card, you won't get any sympathy from me. You had a brilliant upbringin', a lot better than mine and my ma is alive and well."

"Unfortunately," Aideen murmured making me exhale a large breath.

Aideen sighed then and said, "I'm sorry Kay, that was mean. I know she is your ma, but God, I want to smack her sometimes for the way she treats you."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Don't think about her. Just do what I do and pretend that she and me crazy family don't exist."

Aideen snorted as I popped some pudding into my mouth.

"Not likely, your uncle is the reason why I masturbate."

I began to choke on the pudding in my mouth so Aideen jumped up and rushed to my side. She whacked me on the back three times, and the force of her pounding caused my ribs to rattle. The food came up from my throat and landed on my plate in front of me.

"I'm fine," I retched.

I closed my eyes and forced myself not to have a coughing fit, the rest of the food that I had just eaten would be all over the floor in seconds if that happened.

"Are you okay?" Aideen asked, her voice high pitched and panicked.

I didn't reply to her. I focused and took breaths in through my nose and out through my mouth. After a few seconds I blinked my eyes open and nodded my head at Aideen. "I'm fine," I rasped then reached for the glass of juice Aideen filled for me to have with my breakfast.

After another minute passed I got up from my chair, moved to the sink and filled up a fresh glass with water then downed it in one swallow.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to almost kill you," Aideen said from behind me.

I coughed a little then turned to face her, I folded my arms across my chest and raised my eyebrows at her. "Tellin' me you masturbate over me uncle while I'm eatin' isn't goin' to cause anythin' other than death, Ado."

Aideen had a ghost of a smile on her face as she scrubbed her face with her hands. "He is hot though, I can't help it."

I shivered. "Brandon is me uncle, me blood... stop it."

Aideen laughed. "It's a pity he is your uncle, I never get to see him. Can you imagine if he was your da and not Micah's?"

I nodded my head and said, "Yeah, I can, I'd be a spoilt bitch who threatens everyone with daddy."

Aideen shrugged. "If your da was here and he was the boss man of a dangerous organisation you would probably boast about it as well."

I snorted. "Not likely, I was told to never to pay any attention to anythin' I heard when I went to Micah's house and Micah was told the same thing. To this day I don't know what me uncle is involved with and I'd like to keep it that way. He is me favourite family member, knowin' he does bad stuff would mar that. I'm more than happy with bein' in the dark, besides it's probably nothin' like you think.."

Aideen stretched and said, "Yeah, I get that but if Micah does threaten everyone with her da when she stumbles into trouble, he doesn't follow through with her threats. I remember Gavin tellin' me Micah battered Bronagh Murphy a few years ago outside school and when her fella, Nico, warned her off and knocked Jason around nothin' happened to him by Brandon's hand because he is still walkin' around."

I felt my stomach lurch at the mention of his name.

Jason Bane was a prick and his last name represented him completely because he was the bane of my existence. He was not only a disgusting human being but he was a scumbag who used his looks and charm to get what he wanted in life. For a time, I was something he wanted. I closed my eyes as the memory of our first encounter flooded my mind.

"Is this seat taken?"

I looked up at the lad who spoke to me and shook my head but didn't speak. He was a man is his early twenties, he was tall - taller than my five foot eight. His hair was jet black, his eyes were dark blue and his lips were plump and the colour of a rose. He wasn't even pale, he actually had a slight tan. I was quite possibly staring at the hottest person I have ever seen in my entire life.

"What's your name, gorgeous?" the hot stranger asked me.

I looked over my shoulder to see if there was some sort of model sitting behind me that he could be talking to. When I spotted no one around me I settled on the fact that he was in fact talking to me.

I cleared my throat. "Um, Keela... Keela Daley."

The stranger smiled. "Nice to meet you Keela Daley, I'm Jason Bane."

I felt myself flush when he stuck his hand out in my direction. I lifted my hand and placed it in his. Before I could shake his hand he lifted mine to his mouth and placed a light kiss on my knuckles.

Oh... My... God!

"It's nice to me you too," I said, my voice hesitant.

Jason smiled at me. "So tell me, what is a gorgeous girl like you is doin' sittin' all alone at a bar on a Friday night?"

I could still feel the flush in my cheeks but I forced myself to smile and not appear as awkward and as nervous as I felt.

"I'm waiting' on me friend, she is meetin' me here soon."

Jason grinned at me. "In that case I'll just have to stick around and keep you company until she arrives."

I felt my belly flutter with butterflies.

I licked my lips and said, "Oh, that's okay. You don't have to sit here with me."

"But I want too."

I widened my eyes. "You do?"

He did?

"I do," Jason said and gave me a firm nod.

Oh, wow.

"Um, okay then." I smiled.

He signaled for the bartender then. "A pint of Bud for me please, and for the lady..."

Jason looked from the bartender to me and my heart jumped, he was buying me a drink! No one has ever bought me a drink before.

"Vodka and coke, please," I said a little breathless.

Jason turned back to the bartender and asked, "You get that, man?"

The bartender nodded then went about making our drinks.

"Thanks for the drink." I smiled when Jason turned back to me.

Jason waved me off. "Don't give it another thought."

I did just that and said, "So, what brought you here tonight?"