Breakdown: PG-13 Fic

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Im back! I just hav to type up the nxt chapter i promise i will do it soon. Its good- i hope u enjoy it! ;D

Steph

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Yeah! I've done it! Heres ch 8. If u wanna know y its taken so long- i had writers block 4 about a week + then i went away, but im back + armed with my writing pad! I started to write the middle before i wrote the beginning, so in a few weeks after the nxt 2 or so chapters, it should come a bit quicker ( i hope).

Chapter 8

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Bryan got home at about 3 o’ clock in the afternoon. He walked in the door, draped his jacket over the handle of the lounge door, walked into the room, flipped the button on the screen to turn on the TV, then went and sat straight down on the sofa. He picked up the remote and flicked through the channels.
There was nothing on that particularly interested him. Day time TV was useless now, he thought. Even Sky Sports had nothing particularly great on. There was tennis on Sky Sports 1, he didn’t know either of the players and got thoroughly bored after about twenty seconds. On the second Sky Sports channel, there was teleshopping. They obviously hadn’t found anything interesting enough to actually show on the television. On 3, there was football match between Manchester United and Leeds. Bryan was sure that they weren’t playing today and it took him about 5 minutes to realise that it was a replay of the match last season. He remembered the game but couldn’t be bothered to watch it.
He switched the TV off in annoyance and put the control on the table in front of him; he couldn’t concentrate.
He had a huge headache; the interview hadn’t gone terribly well. They were meant to be talking about the tour that they couldn’t wait to get started, but all the interviewer kept asking were stupid questions that no-one really wanted to know the answer to.
Louis had told them to try not to talk about Nicky too much, to give him time to discuss what would happen about the press with him, but that subject had (not surprisingly) kept popping up, too.
When Bryan called him back, Louis had told him to just tell the interviewer brief bits of information to keep them quiet and, at first, they all did, but it was clear that she wanted much more than brief facts. They didn’t want to lie, but the whole truth could just have caused more trouble for Nicky.

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Just thinking about the interview made Bryan’s head hurt. He rubbed his temples; his head was thumping. As he got up to get a glass of water, he noticed that the answer phone machine was flashing. Bryan pressed the button and listened to the recorded message. It was Kerry. The sound of her voice settled Bryan a bit. She was just telling him that Nicky was ok and could leave the hospital. She said they would be home at about half past three. It was nearly that now.
Bryan went to find his mobile to text the others and phone Louis, who was very concerned, and considering flying into Dublin to make sure that everything was secure. He was in England sorting out some business.
His mobile was right next to Nicky’s on the kitchen table. Nicky’s mobile had been left on overnight, so the battery was low.
Bryan saw that there was a missed call and a text message in Nicky’s inbox. He picked up the phone, thinking that it was probably one of Nicky’s mates ringing to wish him well. He didn’t recognise anything about the number, other than that it was a Dublin number and it wasn’t in Nicky’s phone book. Bryan decided to look at the text; it could have been from the same person. It was the mobile network telling Nicky that he had “One new voice message.”

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In a complete intrusion of Nicky’s privacy, Bryan rang the number to get the voicemail; the strange number had his mind wandering. A recorded message told Bryan to press 1 to listen to the new messages and two to listen to the saved ones.
Bryan looked cautiously towards the front door to check that no one was coming; the others would be home any minute. After he was sure that no one was coming, Bryan pressed 1 on the keypad. He heard a deep voice with a strong Irish accent. Just as the message started, he heard a car door slam and footsteps on the gravel. He was so preoccupied watching out for Kerry that he only caught parts of the message, but what he got was threatening.
Another door slammed shut, more footsteps on the gravel… a key turned in the lock of the front door, which was then pushed half open. Bryan looked towards the front door to see Kerry struggling with Molly and Georgina helping Nicky along the drive. He shifted himself so that they couldn’t see him: that would give him more time to listen to the message and give him less of a chance of being caught.
Kerry’s struggle gave Bryan time to listen to the end of the message… “You’re not safe, Nicky…no one around you is. I’ll find you in the end and your fate will be in my hands and life will take an early turn for the worse… much worse.” A bleep sounded to signal the end of the message and Bryan hung up. He made his mind up not to tell anyone about the message. It would only worry them, probably unnecessarily. Bryan thought it was probably just a joke, all be it a sick one, by someone who had heard about the assault last night and wanted a bit of fun at Nicky’s expense. Even so, it was better to be safe than sorry.
Bryan drifted off into thinking what the message could mean if it was to be taken seriously. He thought of calling Louis, he would know what to do, but then Nicky would have to know… maybe not…<br>“Bryan,” Kerry called, interrupting his train of thought. “Can you come and help me please?”<br>“Err, Yeah I’m coming…” Bryan replied. He was just about to erase every trace of the message when another bleep sounded and the battery went dead. He had already erased the text, but the missed call and voicemail would still be stored.
“Sh!t!” Bryan whispered under his breath, before slamming the phone down on the table and running to help Kerry.

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Thats it! More v. soon i promise. Ooh! + if u enjoy it or if u think it was utter + total crap, please tell me coz i wanna kno! Thx.

Love Steph

[shez]

its really good!!!! well done!!

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Thx! ;D More soon!

[K@-admin]

i only just got round to reading it and its amazing im not lieing when i say that i nearly cryed at the nicky been beaten up bit lol!
its really wicked and good luck with the rest cant wait for more!

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Thanx Kat! Glad u liked it! sorry i forgot about ur love for Nicky! ;D
I'm writing the nxt chapter + its slowly comin 2 gether but i hav so much school work!

I promise i'll post it soon.

Luv Steph

[iluvshnicky]

yeh, the story's wicked! ;D (and i know wot u mean about too much skool work!!! )

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thanx. more will b up in a couple of days i promise. i hav a really bad chest infection so im off skool ( i still hav 2 do the homework tho!) My skools really hard on us! Oh well! *Drifting from the subject* Oh yeah i really wanted Chris in that Popstars band! I dont really like Jamie or keith they looked great as a 6 tho!

Steph

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Hi! As promised: heres the next chapter. I ithink it's...Hi! As promised: heres the next chapter. I ithink it's... yeah chapter 9.
Sorry if its crap, but as i said before, im not feelin 2 good!

Steph

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“What were you doing, Bryan?” Kerry asked, looking annoyed as she pushed the buggy into the living room.
“Err…” Bryan stalled, looking for an answer. “Umm I was just on the phone to someone.”<br>“Who, and you could have brought the phone through, it is cordless.”<br>“It doesn’t matter, ok!” Bryan replied, wishing her to shut up.
Kerry went and put Molly upstairs: it was time for her nap.
Bryan stepped out the door to help Georgina with Nicky, who he hugged, then helped him inside. “What happened with the interview?” Nicky asked him.
Bryan got him settled down on the sofa, and Georgina sat down by Nicky, who took her hand. Bryan then sat down on the sofa opposite. “I’ll tell you in a minute; you’re more important.” He said to Nicky. “What did the doctors say?”<br>“Basically that I should just rest for a couple of days and then I’ll be fine.”<br>“Ok, great!” Bryan replied, keeping his eyes on the gate; the message had him worried.
Kerry walked in with a glass of water and painkillers for Nicky. She handed the glass to Georgina and crouched down in front of Nicky. He winced as he sat forward. Bryan’s gaze was still fixed on the gate.

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Nicky took the glass from Georgina, then swallowed the tablets.
“Ok?” Kerry asked as she went to sit by Bryan. Yeah, Nicky answered, sitting back into the seat.
“So what about the interview?” He asked.
Bryan didn’t move.
“Hello?!” Kerry waved her hand in front of his face.
“What?” Bryan asked, his eyes finally leaving the gate.
“Nicky wants to know about the interview…” Kerry replied, shaking her head. “What’s wrong with you today?” She asked.
“Nothing, I’m just tired.” Bryan replied, then began to tell them about the interview.
Kerry still looking worried, put her hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze as he explained what had happened.
Ten minutes, a few “bloody hells” and “oh, greats” later, the conversation about the interview was over.
“Where’s my mobile?” Nicky asked Bryan. “I want to check if any one called and speak to my parents.”<br>The question shook Bryan a bit, but now he was glad the battery had gone.
“Err…It’s in the kitchen.” He replied.
“Can you get it for me?” Nicky asked.
“Yeah, but the battery’s dead; we left it on last night.”<br>“Oh, ok.”<br>