Saved By The Firefighter
Chapter 34

Davey's Point of View

The whirring of the engine sounded as I watched the white lines on the tarmac disappear one by one, as I filtered onto the A19 heading northbound, going home, back to Kathline.

She had been the only saving grace these past days I had spent with my sister. How I did not hunt down that pathetic excuse of an Ex and beat him to a pulp is beyond me. But somehow, I managed. The debt was massive, Liv would not be able to keep her house as things stood. I had helped her pack up his things, but we kept and pawned anything he had that was of value, the mother fucker was not happy about it, but I really don't give a s**t. Liv may have to come live with me, but Kathline had been doing her thing. She had contacted an old colleague she worked with in Newcastle, with the hope he would work for my sister pro bono, in fighting the forged signatures. However, waiting for it to go to court, the debts would still add up, and even if she won, she would lose her home before they even got there.

To say I am fuming, would be an understatement to the true feelings I have right now. I am angry at that fucker for doing this, but I am also angry at Liv because this is not the first time that he has pulled s**t like this. Granted, not on this scale, but I have had to help her out with money more than a few times over the years because he has left them with nothing due to his gambling addiction.

Kathline keeps telling me to keep calm, all is not lost, she may have found a way, for Liv to keep the house, but she needs to double check the legality of it before she suggests the way out of this situation.

I have spoken with her every day, and truth be told, I am itching to go see her and Andy. However, she will be at work when I get back. Then tomorrow I start my day shifts, but I am determined to see her this evening.

For all the s**t she is going through, Liv is happy for me. Although her advice was to keep separate bank accounts and never legally share a home. I suppose her warnings are warranted given what she is going through, if not a little premature. I look over to the seating-well under the passenger side of my car, and smile. I am sure Kathline will kill me, but I couldn't resist. I bought Andy a massive f**k-off nerf gun, I am sure he will love it, and I guess I will probably be his target when he fires it up.

I don't quite understand what is going on with me. I never hated kids, but I could take them or leave them. I was definitely not like Josie who loves them all, thinking they are sweetness and light. Even Ben has a soft spot for kids, whereas I would happily let them crack on with the kid education side of the job, but Andy, he has changed that. I mean, I can still take or leave other kids, but he has wormed his little way into my heart.

I let out a small chuckle as I think of him, 'Naughty Norman, as the guys at the station all call him. Yeah, he is a great kid, and I know he gets into normal scrapes just like kids should at his age.

Thankfully he hasn't got his head stuck in anymore railings since I have been away, nor has he started any fires, or got stuck up any trees, so he isn't that bad, not really.

I pull off the A19 then turn right at the first roundabout, then take another right at the second and into my estate, beyond grateful to be home. I just hope that f*****g, robbing, cunt does not take advantage of me no longer staying with Liv.

Pulling up onto the driveway, I grab my kit from the car, and head into the house. Grabbing my post off the doormat I head into the kitchen, opening up my bag, and putting the dirty clothes into the washing machine. I finally sit down and begin to read the post, which is mostly junk mail, apart from my bank statement, along with a letter offering me a loan if I want one.

My money is healthy. Am I rich? Definitely not, but I have amassed a good amount of savings, for a rainy day. To be honest, I would just pass the money over to Liv, to help get her out of the s**t, but as things stand, even if I do that for her now, she needs to have a plan moving forward. I have to know that she can afford to keep the house even after the majority of the debt is paid off. Plus, she has split up with that wanker before, then as soon as he comes back with a grand gesture, telling her he made a mistake, that he cannot live without her, that this time he really has changed, she gets all gooey eyed, tells me she loves him, and takes the fucker back.

As much as I love my sister, and want to help her, I refuse point blank to throw my money that I work damned hard for, at this situation, for her to just end up back at square one again, if they get back together. Maybe this time she will actually learn her lesson, that real love does not do this type of s**t.

Don't get me wrong, I want her to keep the house, but I have learnt my lesson to not just bail her out with money, because as soon as she gets back on her feet, he comes back and the whole cycle starts again.

I hear something go bang in the kitchen, frowning I get up and walk in to see my washing machine has flooded the kitchen floor. f*****g great! Just what I need on top of everything else. Frustration and a fresh wave of anger washes over me. I have no clean clothes, nor my uniform for work clean. I grab the wet clothes and put them in a large black bin bag, then mop up the floor, well I suppose it means the kitchen floor has had a clean. Looking at the clock it is still only 2pm, three hours before I go see Kathline again. I need these clothes washed and dried ASAP, so I guess I need find someone to help.

I walk out the house shoving the bag of washing into the boot of the car, I will head over to Josie's she is the closest person to my house and see if she will let me use her washer. If she is not in, I will head over to Big Ben's. Failing that there is always Wayne's mother's house. I drive round to Josie's parking up beside her car, but there is a Porsche the opposite side of her car, oh dear God, lets face it, there is hardly anyone with one of those rich-boy toys around here. If she is shagging him, then me and the boys will be having words with the arrogant arsehole, because nobody messes with our sister-from-another-mister.

I head up her path and bang on the door, hearing noises I really do not want to hear coming from her bedroom. s**t Josie, I have enough to worry about with Liv, let alone you!

Yeah, that sounds like she will not be answering the door anytime soon, so I walk off back to the car and head to Ben's, trying like hell to put the sound of giggling, out of my head. I really do not want to think of Josie doing that s**t, it is just sick and wrong on so many levels.

I arrive at Ben's place, his car is on the drive, but then I see him walking up the street from the direction of the beach, hand-in-hand with that girl he got out the fire, both laughing and smiling, eating ice creams, rather suggestively, each teasing the other. f*****g hell, I go away for four days and come back with all my colleagues getting more action than I am, and I met Kathline first! Damn, I really need to seal the deal with her, I do not want to be out done by Ben and Josie!

Ben spots me, and waves, as I nod at him, not sure what the f**k to say, do I ignore the fact he is looking at the woman he rescued like a lovesick puppy? Take the piss? Or ask the question, 'What the f**k is going on?'. "Hey, how did it go?" he asks me, his face looking concerned.

"Don't ask mate, it is not good. Plus, I just got back, and my washer is f****d, can I borrow yours?" I ask.

"Sure, come in. Davey, this is Lucy. Lucy this is Davey. He is a firefighter with me." He smiles down at her his face glowing with happiness. f*****g hell, I think cupid has come shooting off his arrows around the fire station! "Hi Lucy, sorry about this," I say to her.

She smiles and nods. Great, another non talker. Guess they are a perfect match for each other then.

"I went to Josie's first, but there was a Porsche beside her car, and noises coming from her bedroom, I did not want to hear. I think we need to have a chat with that arsehole," I growl out.

Do not think that I don't notice Ben is not at all surprised, and I wonder if that is what the pair of them were all secret-squirrel about before I left for Liv's.

"Erm, count me out of that chat mate. Lucy is working for him, don't want to upset the apple cart. Plus, he is okay when you get to know him." Ben shrugs, as he grabs the bag of washing off me, and bundles it into his machine. "Would you like a cup of tea or coffee Davey?" Lucy asks with a smile.

f*****g hell, looks like she has got her feet well and truly under the table.

"Coffee please Lucy, milk and two." I smile at her.

She nods, then humming happily to herself fills up the kettle. I look over at Ben and raise an eyebrow, who smiles and nods his head. That is Ben's silent code of 'yeah, we are together, and I am happy; get over it'. Well, I hope it works out for him, the poor fucker deserves a break after what he went through.

"Here we go." Lucy hands me the coffee, then smiles up at Ben.

"I will go to my room, leave you two to talk."

"Hey, you don't have to do that, this is your home whilst you are staying here." Ben protests.

"She is living here?" I ask, f*****g hell, what is going on with my work colleagues?

Lucy looks to her feet, blushing, and Ben all but growls at me.

"Yes," he snaps. s**t, I guess I poked the bear.

I say nothing, but go back into his living room with my coffee, keeping my mouth firmly shut.

Ben follows me, leading Lucy in by the hand, not letting her be pushed out and go to her room, then sits her on his lap, as she blushes like crazy. Talk about feeling like a third wheel!

Washing all finished, and after talking to Ben and Lucy, I have to admit, I am glad the girl is staying with him, although they are insistent it is in separate rooms, but I guess that is their business. If I were a betting man, I don't reckon it will remain separate rooms for

long though. It is decided that I will have a word with Anders Maxwell with Headache, Twinkle and Wayne, to make sure he is on the level about Josie, as Ben doesn't want to upset the applecart, his job will be to check on her and make sure she is okay.

I thank them both, then gather my clean dry clothes, and head off back home, dumping them in the hallway when I see it is time to head off and see the woman who puts the smile on my face. I cannot f*****g wait!