The Mistakes We Made

The only normal one

Walking in to my kitchen, I first of all could see Seth stood by my table, his legs at a wide stance and his arms folded across his chest looking pissed off. I then saw, as I came into my kitchen fully, what it was that he was pissed off about. 

Brad was currently sat on the floor in the corner of my kitchen. He was slouched in a haphazard way up against the cabinets clutching at a very nearly empty bottle of red wine. "Fuck sake... Why is he on the floor?" I asked Seth as we both looked at the state Brad had gotten into. "He fell on the floor, face planted and got shitty when I offered to help him up. He is not making polite conversation either so don't take anything he says to heart. I've been called a cunt and he has accused me of sleeping with you about 6 times." Seth said as we watched Brad writhe around on the floor, not noticing I was even in the room.

I took in a deep breath. Tipsy Brad was a laugh, drunk Brad was emotional but still a good guy. Wankered Brad, however was a right bell-end. I think even this version had surpassed the wankered stage and skipped to complete twat.

I walked up to him and knelt down. His eyes rolling around in his head as he tried to focus on me. I knew better than to shout or moan right now. "Hey Bradders, you okay?" I asked smoothing my hand on his cheek. "Bailey..." he said and started crying. "Bailey..." he said again, grabbing my hand and kissing it. I smiled at him. "Hey Bradders. I think you might over of done it ay?" I said remaining calm. Brad looked up and saw Seth. "You're fucking him aren't you." He said, spitting as he spoke. "No, Brad." I replied as he attempted to stand up, falling over directly he was on his knees. The remainder of his red wine spilling out on my lino. Eventually he got on to two feet and stumbled backwards until the cabinets stopped him.

I looked at Seth. "Why does he think we are fucking all of a sudden?" I asked. "Because I am here and I answered your door without a shirt on because he woke me up." He explained simply. I nodded turning back to Brad. "Brad, what did you come here for? You want to chat about Chase?" I asked wondering how long it will take to get him from kitchen to sofa where he can sleep it off for a bit.

"Where is Chase!" I want to see him." Brad then said in a slur as he tried to walk towards my hallway but stumbled again and thought better of it so remained holding on to my kitchen side. I let out a sigh. "He is at my Mum's Brad." I said losing my patience a little. I picked the red wine bottle off the floor and put the kettle on to try and get a coffee in him. "I want to see him. I want to tell him i'm sorry that I didn't know" He said. "Okay, I don't have a problem with that but you need to sober up a bit first. "Fuck you. He is my kid, I want to see him now. I could take him away from you." He said nastily, losing his balance and knocking into my fridge, sending the cereal boxes that were on top, flying.

Again I looked at Seth who was pleading with me to not blow my temper as he knew that Brad didn't mean a word of what was coming from his drunken mouth right now but as I turned to go back to making a strong coffee, I looked out my kitchen window to see a small crowd of people looking and pointing up to my house. At first I didn't think much of it as there had been a few girls hanging around ever since the night my doorbell kept ringing but then I saw Brad's fucking Bentley smashed into the front of my car that was parked out front. "You crashed into my car? Brad, what the actual fuck?!" I said as Seth walked over on hearing this and looked at the carnage outside my window. "Who cares... I paid for the peeshashit." He slurred and started laughing. 

"Go and sober the fuck up, because I am not talking to you while you are like this. I'm not going to baby you and pretend everything is fine because it is not! you are a joke Brad! A fucking Joke. Just because you sing a few songs doesn't make you special, okay. Open your fucking eyes and take a look around you!" I snapped at him just as vomit sprayed from his mouth, all over himself and all over the floor. He started crying again. "OH MY GOD BRAD!" I yelled side stepping the vomit that coated my floor. "Please, I want to see Chase." Brad cried out as Seth pulled at kitchen roll to help clean up the mess. "I can't do this, Seth, Just get him on the fucking sofa." I said taking the kitchen roll from him and taking over clean up duty. With a struggle and an arguement Seth finally did get brad on the sofa and handed him my washing up bowl which he then puked in, over and over again before passing out in an upright position.

The entire place stank like sick. Seth washed his hands for the millionth time, "I will call my Dad later, get him to pick us up. I will get him back to his Mums... You don't think he hit anything else on his way here do you?" He said, asking the question that I had also been dreading to think about. "Let's just hope not okay... Seth, I'm going to go to my Mums for a few days until its all settled down for him. I know he didn't mean what he said but... I can't have him turning up like this if I'm on my own with Chase. If he wants to see him then that's fine but he won't be taking him out of my eyesight until I can trust he isn't hanging out with JJ, drinking, taking drugs or shagging 15 year old girls." I said getting the bleach out from under the sink. "Okay... Bailey, calm down. He is only drunk because he had a shit night last night and he found out he is a Dad. Cut the guy a bit of slack." Seth said annoyingly. 

I rolled my eyes. "Give me strength." I moaned as my door knocked. "You want me to get it?" Seth asked. I just nodded. "It's probably about the car. Just say it's being dealt with." I said. Seth walked out to my hall and I sat down at my kitchen table. "What are you two doing here?" I heard him say as the door opened and closed. Seth then walked in with Mitch and Max. "Fuck, it stinks. Is Brad still here?" Mitchell asked. I pointed to the sofa and he nodded pulling out the chair next to me and sitting down. "How did you know he was here?" I asked him. The twins looked at one another. 

"Bailey it's all over social media... about Chase." Mitchell said knowing this was gonna sting me. I looked to Seth, then to Max and back to Mitchell. "I don't understand. How? I only told him late last night. We were alone. Seth did you-" I accused before getting interupted. "Brad posted a video online, Bailey... He was drunk off his face and he basically cried for ten minutes saying how much he loves you and wants to be a good Dad for Chase... He kind of proposed to you in the shittest way possible." Mitchell explained. I ran my hand over my face. "So the whole fucking world knows!" I moaned.

"Yeah, I saw it this morning on my way to work..."Max added. "... the video looked like it was taken at his Mums. We tried to get hold of him so we could get him to take it down but we couldn't find him until..." Max paused, looking at his brother for some assistance.

"Someone also posted a video of him in his car outside yours. It's pretty bad, He fell over and... So that's how we knew he was here." Mitch said. I rested my forehead on my table top. "Why does he keep doing stupid things!" I said banging my head lightly onto the wood of my table then lifted my head back up to see Seth taking Brads phone from his pocket and deleting whatever he had posted. "I expect this is pointless now but... Hopefully it will make things a bit less awful for him." Seth said sliding the phone back into Brad's pocket. "He didn't mention anything about a girl and cocaine in that post did he?" Seth asked the twins. "No... why whats all that about?" Mitchell asked. "He fucked a 15 year old that JJ filmed." "Seth! for fuck sake." I snapped. "What? They won't talk will they!" He bit back.

I shook my head in annoyance. "He what?" Mitchell asked. "He didn't know okay." Seth countered. "JJ filmed Brad screwing a girl?" Max then asked the group sounding confused.

I appreciated that at least one of my friends could see this wasn't normal. "JJ also conveniently forgot about it and had the film sent to the fucking charity auction. Seth and I had to bid to win it back for Brad and then found out that JJ was bidding against us." I said to Max who still looked confused. 

"JJ wouldn't do that to him." Max said as his eyes narrowed. "Are you joking, Max. JJ is destroying him. I've heard enough. I'm gonna get dressed and go to Mums. Tell Brad when he sobers up to call me and we can discuss Chase." I said angrily and made my way upstairs.