Saved By The Firefighter
Chapter 106

Davey's Point of View.

I can feel that my mouth is open, looking like I am catching flies. No words form, although I have f*****g plenty in my head.

¡***t.

Dimwit. Stupid. Crazy.

What does it have to take?

Kathline shoots me a look that tells me to keep my internal utterings to myself, but I cannot say the words even if I wanted to, they are to busy being stuck in my throat. I watch on as Kathline places her arm around Liv's shoulder, patiently letting my sister sob her heart out over that piece of s**t. For f**k's sake her face is still yellow from the bruises, and she winces when she stands up, sit's down or does anything for that matter from her cracked ribs. Yet here she is crying to Kathline about how much she loves that mother fucker, how much he is a good man underneath, how much she misses him every single second of the day. I take a deep inhale of breath and turning on my heel I walk out of the living room back into the kitchen, so I can bang some pots and pans around in shear frustration. I have no clue what the hell to do. I tried making her stand on her own, but the results of that left her battered and in hospital. The guilt I feel about that, weighs me down daily. I cut her off financially, but still she took him back. I even paid off all the debt, the first time and the second, but still, Liv declares they are love's young f*****g dream, when in reality it is a nightmare. WHAT ELSE CAN I DO? If somebody has the answer, tell me, because I am desperate to know what it is!

Picking up the kettle I fill it up with water, just for something to do. Am I to harsh? Should I be more touchy feely? The only person I am like that with, is patently listening to my damned sister in the living room, not making a comment about the bull s**t Liv is spouting, just sat rubbing her back.

Grabbing the large tea pot, I add a couple of tea bags to it. It feels like a tea day, what is it they say? Tea and sympathy. I am all out of sympathy right now, but at least I can do the f*****g tea part. I put the pot, with three cups onto the tray, grabbing a plastic glass for Andy and put him some fresh juice in it. Poor little lad, he is finally out of his cast, and is desperate to run about outside, or go to the soft play, or even swimming. But, my sister, who I now firmly believe is selfish, is too scared to be left alone in the house, and doesn't feel like going anywhere, for fear that people will judge her bruised face, so the little lad is busy playing with his toys, having to overhear this bull s**t every single f*****g day!

Well, I cannot fix my sister, but I can fix that. Liv can either come with us so we can give the little man a break from the bull s**t at soft play, or she can stay in on her own. Those are her two choices. "Dad, Liv is crying again." Andy's little voice sighs out.

He looks as fed up with the theatrics as I am right now.

"I know, but hey, after you have this juice, I am taking you to the soft play." I tell him.

"Yeah!" Andy squeals in delight.

"MAM, Dad is taking me to the soft play." He shouts through to Kathline.

"Actually, we are both going with him." I state as I walk through with the tea tray, a few biscuits on the side, because I need the bloody comfort food right now.

Liv's sobbing stops instantly, and she twists her head round looking at me as if I have grown an extra head.

"Liv you are welcome to come with, or you can stay here, it is up to you." I shrug.

"But you know I cannot be left alone right now, and I don't want to go out." Liv tells me.

NOT. GOING. TO. WORK. LOVE!

"Liv, this is about Andy, and that little man needs to get out of here and run about. You have two choices, come with us, or stay in, but it IS happening." I tell her firmly.

Instantly the water works begin again, and I just wonder how much of this is for affect, but I am not giving in, it is time she got back on her feet, and time we all stopped p***y footing around her.

Kathline shoots me a look, but I simply shrug my shoulders, sitting down on the sofa, and pouring the tea into the cups, I refuse point blank to back down from this. Liv needs to realise; the world does not revolve around her. Is what happened s**t? Of course, it is, but still, she needs to man, or woman the f**k up and get on with building a new life for herself, instead of moping around pining after that piece of s**t.

Also, she needs to move out, call me heartless, but the fact is, Kathline and I are trying to build our life together, and she inserts herself in the middle of us, all the damned time. I never realised just how much of an attention seeker my sister was, until she moved in, then it all came back to me. Even as kids growing up, she hated anyone getting more attention than she did. If I was praised, she had to do something to try and get attention as well. It seems like she hasn't stopped doing that even as an adult. I had just never noticed it when we lived apart.

Aww s**t.

I know I sound like a d**k, but I am frustrated and desperate to have alone time with Kathline, along with knowing that Liv will not go running back to the boyfriend from hell.

"B...b...but Davey." Liv begins to whine, but I am not going to listen to it.

"I think it is a great idea, you have to get out of the house at some point Liv, and the longer you stay indoors the harder it will be." Kathline tells her gently.

Knowing she is not going to win this little argument she turns to Kathline with a sad smile.

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I suppose I can try." She whimpers slightly.

"Yes, you can." I say, missing out the, and cut the amateur dramatics that I am desperate to add to that sentence.

As we pull up at the Puma centre, Andy rushes off towards the soft play, straight round to the trampoline, as he jumps about, already happily chatting to another couple of kids. I smile as I watch him, this is what the kid needed.

Kathline and Liv sit down at one of the circular wood effect melamine tables, as I go to the counter and grab three coffees and some juice for Andy. I watch through the glass doors and see Liv hanging her head, and I feel a pang of guilt that I have practically forced her out of the house. s**t, this is the problem, I go between anger and frustration, to guilt then back again, quicker than a bullet train. Letting out a long sigh, I grab the coffees and head back into the room, placing them down on the table then sitting next to Kathline, resting my hand on her knee.

Kathline turns and gives me a winning smile, the one that makes my heart feel like it has stopped beating. How is this beautiful woman mine? She is dealing with all this Liv shite like a pro, not fazed by it at all. A sense of peace washes over me, and captivated by her, I lean over and place a soft kiss on her delicious pout.

"Davey, can you sit next to me please, I feel scared nobody this side of me." Liv whines.

Is she f*****g kidding me? Again, with the attention seeking. Next it will be tears about how she misses the loving moments with that dickhead.

One.

Two.

Three.

"Oh, seeing you all loved up makes me miss Kev even more." She whimpers out.

Knew it, and I have to roll my lips together to stop myself from shouting a load of expletives that would be far from appropriate in a child's soft play area, or burst out laughing, because I called it.

Kathline finally rolls her eyes, the only indication that she has also picked up on the dramatic attention seeking from my sister.

Okay, call me childish, but I lean over and capture Kathline's lips in mine once more. Remembering, only just, to try and keep the kiss PG rated. Getting up and with a wink to Kathline I walk round and sit on the chair next to Liv.

"Yes, he is!" I hear Andy's voice shout.

I automatically look over to see him having a standoff in the middle of the trampoline with another kid twice his size.

Looks like he is not going to back down from the bigger kid what ever is going on, and I cannot help but feel a sense of pride.

Kathline cranes her neck looking through the nets that enclose the play area, as Andy stands, toe to tow with the kid.

"Shit." Kathline sighs, going to get up.

"He is holding his own Kathline, but if it looks like it is going to go too far, I will go sort it." I tell her.

Kathline nods her head, but both of us never take our eyes off the trampoline area. Liv soon realises she has lost the attention, and starts moving about, or whimpering in pain. Don't get me wrong, I know she is in pain, but this is just an attempt to grab attention again, so I completely ignore it. "DAD!" Andy's voice booms out, and I am up out of my seat quicker than a jack-in-a-box, making my way to the trampoline.

"What's up buddy?" I ask, trying not to show the anger I feel at the ten-year-old bully in front of him, after all there is a law against beating the s**t out of bullies when you are an adult, no matter how tempting it is.

"Tell him, aren't you a hero." Andy shouts pointing to the bully.

I grin at Andy, my heart bursting with pride, seeing him showing off about his dad, something he had never been able to do with his s***m donner.

"Well, I am a firefighter, if that is what you mean." I try to play it down, but hell, my boy thinks I am a hero!

The big bully, looks over to me, shrugs his shoulders and stomps off, back towards the monkey steps and up to the top floor of the play area.

"Davey, can we go now!" Liv shouts over in a huff

I look down at Andy.

"Are you finished or would you like more time." I smile down at him.

"Can I have more time please?" he politely asks.

"Yes, of course you can." I smile, then with a ruffle of his hair leave him to continue playing, and head back to the table where I tell Liv in no uncertain terms we are staying, as Kathline gives me a small smile and nod of approval. I guess we are both fed up with this bullshit, and I am not an unfeeling bastard after all.