Part 30/?
A Broken Sixpence
Part 30
Liverpool
This time Alex turned the phone off. He could feel Miles watching him while trying to appear nonchalant. Truth or something easy? he juggled the possibilities, Hurt him now or later ? What a stupid shit I am.
‘Miles, I have to go back to Sheffield later to see the band…’ He broke off, slumping a little with the effort. ‘There’s a situation I need to sort out as well…’
‘A girl, you mean ?’ Miles was unwillingly stony faced.
‘Well, not a girl as such, I mean yes a girl but..also’
‘A boy ?’
‘Nah, I don’t mean a boy, it’s just with this girl…it’s pretty complicated.’
‘Is she pregnant ?’ asked Miles.
‘I hope not !’ Alex snorted. ‘At least I don’t know anything like that, if you’re worried about shagging a dad.’
‘That’s not what I meant.’ Miles was twisting a cigarette faster between two fingers, his irritability showing.
‘She’s just, difficult to get rid of. I dunno why but she seems to really like me even though she’s not me girlfriend. I just…dunno’ Alex had run out of steam.
‘That’s a lot of don’t knows.’ Miles was twitching his foot as well now.
Silence. This time very uncomfortable and seemingly lasting hours.
‘Miles ?’
‘Yes Al’
‘Can you come back with me to Sheffield ?’