Mitchells And O'Haras: The Traitor Part 8

Jed dropped the bags, grabbed her hand and pulled her close. Why don't we go in me mum and dad's for a cup of tea? Me mum would love to see all the baby stuff we've bought.'

Frankie agreed. She knew that she had to start making more of an effort, for Jed's sake.

Alice O'Hara was in her element as she pawed over the purchases for her unborn grandchild. Look at that little suit, Jimmy. Ain't it pretty?' she said to her husband.

Jimmy nodded, cracked open a couple of cans and handed one to Jed.

With his mother and Frankie sitting on the carpet rabbiting about babies, Jed couldn't help but smile. Once his mum and girlfriend bonded properly, his life would be a d.a.m.n sight easier and he could go out partying more.

Just lately Frankie had become too clingy for his liking. He loved her and all that, but hated feeling trapped, and that's how Frankie had made him feel recently. He felt like a poxy bird stuck in a wire cage. It was for that reason and that reason only that he'd copped off with that pretty little filly the other night.

Sally was her name. She was twenty-one years old, a right little goer and, as Jed thought about her, he could feel his c.o.c.k rising to attention in his trousers.

Watching his mum look at his dad like a lovesick teenager, Jed smiled. He'd only been a nipper when his mother had caught his dad k.n.o.bbing some bird in his salvage yard, but he remembered it like it was yesterday. At the time he was too young to understand, so he'd sided with his mum, but years later his dad had explained the situation and given him a good man-to-man talking-to.

Jed, take my advice. Find yourself a good woman, a loyal one. Once you're sure she's the one for you, chain her to the cooker and the bedroom. Whatever she cooks for you, even if it tastes like s.h.i.t, tell her how nice it is, then, once she gives birth to your chavvies, that woman is yours for life. Never forget to enjoy yourself though, son. Us men are grafters: we put the food on the table, therefore we're ent.i.tled to have some fun. A travelling man will always be a travelling man, in more ways than one, boy.'

As his dad handed him another can of beer, Jed again clocked his mother looking adoringly at his father.

Cheers, Dad,' Jed said, clicking cans with him.

To you and Frankie,' Jimmy said.

As Frankie squeezed his hand, Jed smiled. To me and Frankie,' he repeated.

CHAPTER NINE.

As visiting time approached, Eddie felt his stomach start to churn. He hadn't seen Raymond since the night he'd murdered Jessica, and even though he was desperate to see him, he was also incredibly nervous. Ed knew that Raymond understood what had happened was a pure accident. Ray had sent him quite a few letters and there was no sign of anger or blame in his words.

You OK, Ed?'

Eddie smiled at his young cellmate. Not bad, Stu. I'm a bit apprehensive, I suppose.'

Don't worry. Ray'll be fine with you, mate, I just know he will.'

It had been just over two weeks since Eddie had attacked Big Bald Baz and got away with it. Five days after that, young Stuart Howells had become his new cellmate. Ed hadn't particularly wanted to share with anybody, but he'd somehow taken to Stuart immediately.

At twenty-two years old, Stuart was only a nipper compared to Eddie. He was from Hackney and was awaiting trial for stabbing a black lad who had later died.

Within days of Stuart's arrival, both cellmates had opened up to one another.

The police tried to make out it was racial, but I ain't like that, Ed. Jonesy had it coming to him and there was no way I was letting him get away with it. I had him as soon as the police released him on bail,' Stuart admitted.

Eddie admired the kid's morals, att.i.tude and bravery. Stuart had been with his girlfriend, Carly, for two years when she had been dragged into a block of flats on the way home from a night out and brutally raped.

It had taken the police six months to find the culprit. They finally arrested and charged a local lad called Michael Jones, whom they later released on bail.

Stuart's girlfriend, Carly, had been petrified when she found out that her attacker was back on the streets. She was afraid to go out of the door, and she couldn't bear Stuart coming anywhere near her. s.e.x was a definite no-go. The rape had been so violent it had left Carly with severe internal injuries.

With their relationship inevitably breaking down, Stuart decided to get his own back for his girlfriend. It had taken him two weeks to find out exactly who Michael Jones was and where he hung out of a night.

Armed with a six-inch blade, Stuart headed to the bar on a Friday night with his pal, Dan. The bar was small inside, played reggae music, was full of black guys, and Stuart didn't have a clue if he'd be able to spot his girlfriend's attacker amongst the crowd.

As luck would have it, he recognised him within minutes. Michael Jones was standing with another black guy talking to two white girls on the edge of a very small dancefloor.

Telling his mate Dan to stay at the bar, Stuart approached Jones from behind. Overcome by the need for revenge, Stu pulled the knife out of the inside of his jacket and repeatedly stabbed the b.a.s.t.a.r.d in the back.

That's for my Carly, you c.u.n.t,' he screamed, as her rapist fell to the floor in a pool of blood.

Stuart had tried to run away from the bar, but was held on to by a crowd of black geezers until the police arrived. They kicked and punched him and called him every white motherf.u.c.ker under the sun. He was badly beaten by the time he was arrested, and if the police had arrived any later, he'd have probably been killed himself. Dan had tried to help him, but Stuart had told him to leg it. He didn't want his pal getting banged up as well. This was his problem and he wanted to sort it alone.

Michael Jones had clung to life for almost a week. He had many internal injuries and was rushed straight into intensive care. Stu was informed eight days later by a police officer that he had died. He felt no remorse whatsoever.

After Stuart had opened up about his arrest, Eddie told him his own story. He explained in detail about that fateful night in Tilbury, leaving no stone unturned.

The two cellmates had somehow formed a bond for life. Ed adored Stu he was like another son to him and Stuart adored Eddie. Stuart had never had the pleasure of having a father figure around, his own dad had f.u.c.ked off when he was a toddler and he'd never seen him since.

As soon as the screw unlocked the cell door, both Eddie and Stuart stood up. Stu's mate, Dan, was coming to visit him and he hoped that Ed would be sitting nearby so he could introduce them.

Stuart slapped Eddie on the back. Good luck, mate,' he whispered.

Over in Rainham, Frankie had just heard a car pull up. Full of excitement, she flung open the trailer door and ran outside to greet her brother and Dominic. She couldn't wait to show Joey how happy she and Jed were. She'd got all the baby stuff out to show him and Jed had promised that he would take them for a ride on the horse and cart later.

It had been Jed's idea that they visit her at home. You want your brother to see where you're living, Frankie. He needs to know that I'm looking after you properly. Let him come here, then later on we'll all go out for a nice slap-up meal. My treat, of course.'

Joey hugged his twin sister tightly. He'd missed her immensely and it was great to see her again.

Look at you! The baby's really showing now,' he said, patting her tummy.

Frankie giggled. She was now almost five months gone and had put on tons of weight since she'd last seen Joey. While Frankie turned her attention to Dominic, Jed stepped outside the trailer. He held his right hand out to Joey.

Good to see you again. It's cold out 'ere come inside and we'll have a beer,' he said awkwardly as they shook hands.

Glancing around the land surrounding the mobile home, Joey clocked a goat staring at him and heard some dogs barking. Look at all these animals. It won't be safe to bring a kid up here, will it?' he whispered to Dom.

Dominic shrugged. His boyfriend's father had once attacked him and nearly cut off his manhood, and since that had happened he tried to keep his nose out of any business that involved Joey's family.

When Joey sat down he was surprised but pleased by how clean the trailer was inside. Do you do all the housework yourself, Frankie?' he asked, impressed.

Jed answered the question for her. Don't be silly me muvver does it,' he said laughing.

Frankie squeezed her brother's hand. Joey looked so well, he was almost glowing. So how are things going? What's it like living together? Do you two ever argue?'

Dominic put an arm around Joey's shoulder. No, not at all. We get on really well, don't we?' he said lovingly.

Jed smirked as he took in the scene in front of him. He considered himself to be a red-blooded male and he found the whole situation highly amusing.

While Frankie chatted to Joey about his new job, Jed looked at his watch. He'd ordered Sammy to ring him at two on the dot and he hoped his cousin hadn't forgotten. Jed wasn't silly, of course. He had already got himself spruced up earlier.

You look lovely. Why have you put your good clothes on in the daytime?' Frankie asked suspiciously.

Telling her how much he loved her, Jed had taken her into his arms. I did it for you, babe. This is the first time your brother has come to our home. I know how important it is to you, so I wanted to make an effort.'

Frankie clung to him like a leech. I really do love you, Jed O'Hara,' she whispered.

Willing his phone to ring, Jed was relieved when it finally did. He spoke loudly so everyone could hear him. Whaddya mean he's had a bad accident? Is he OK? What happened?'

On the other end of the phone, Sammy was p.i.s.sing himself laughing.

OK, Sammy, give me half-hour,' Jed said, pretending to be upset.

Was that Sammy? What's up?' Frankie asked as Jed s.n.a.t.c.hed his truck keys off the table.

Me little cousin Billy, Sammy's brother, has been involved in a bad car accident. It's touch and go, apparently. I'm gonna have to go and see him, Frankie.'

Frankie's eyes welled up. Oh, Jed, that's awful. Shall I come with you?'

Jed shook his head. You stay 'ere with your brother and Dominic. I don't want you getting upset, not in your condition. I also don't want to spoil your day.'

Take your phone, Jed, so you can let me know how he is,' Frankie urged.

Jed picked up his mobile. If Billy's really bad, I might have to stay with Sammy tonight. I'll call you and let you know the score. Bye Joey, Dominic. Sorry about all this.'

It's not your fault, babe,' Frankie shouted, as he bolted out of the trailer.

Jed started up his truck and drove away at top speed. Smiling, he then punched in Sammy's number.

Well, did she fall for it?' his cousin asked.

Jed burst out laughing. Of course she f.u.c.king did.'

Eddie was a bundle of nerves as he sat down opposite Raymond.

Raymond guessed how he must be feeling, so quickly tried to thaw the situation. Good to see you, mate. You're looking well. Gary and Ricky said you'd lost a load of weight the last time they saw you, but I can't notice it.'

Ed took a deep breath. Seeing Raymond brought everything back to him and he could feel his heart pounding through his chest. I did lose a lot of weight at first, but I've put some back on now. I've been going to the gym, I was losing all me muscle and, well, there's f.u.c.k all else to do in here but read or get fit.'

Raymond didn't know how he felt, looking at Eddie. The crime Eddie had committed was, in most people's eyes, despicable, but even though he was Jessica's brother, Ray couldn't hate Ed. They'd been through too much together.

Unbeknown to Ed, Raymond had also been nervous about the visit. He had no idea how he would react to seeing Eddie again, but however bad he might have felt, he knew he had to take the chance and come. Shall I get us a drink?' Ray asked.

Ed smiled. Get us a coffee and a Mars bar as well.'

Watching Raymond walk away, Eddie relaxed a bit. Because he was on remand, he was allowed more visits than a convicted inmate. It was the old cliche of being innocent until proved guilty.

Raymond sat back down and handed Eddie his coffee. So, what's going on with Gary and Ricky? They're really upset, Ed, 'cause you won't let 'em visit you at the moment.'

Eddie shrugged. They never told me about the O'Haras turning up at Jessica's funeral. I'm fuming with 'em, Raymondo. What do they think I am? Some mug? I'd rather have heard it from their mouths than in a letter from c.u.n.ting Paulie.'

Knowing how much the boys thought of Eddie, Raymond stuck up for Gary and Ricky. They thought you was in a bad way, Ed. Them boys both worship the ground you walk on and they thought by not telling you, they were doing the right thing at the time. You've gotta send 'em a VO. They're devastated, mate.'

Eddie rubbed his hands over his short hair. For some reason, Raymond always had the ability to make him see sense. What a tragedy he hadn't listened to him on the night that Jessica had died.

OK, I'll write to 'em tomorrow and send 'em a VO,' he mumbled.

Ray nodded. Have you heard my news?'

Ed laughed. Yeah, someone told me you're now a jeweller.'

Raymond felt embarra.s.sed. He hated his new job with a pa.s.sion. I hate it, Ed. I did it for Polly. Her dad offered me the job, but it ain't me, mate. It's so f.u.c.king boring and I'm surrounded by p.r.i.c.ks all day long. Whaddya think I should do?'

Feeling sorry for his pal, Eddie spoke seriously. I know you wanna go straight, Ray, and I don't blame you for that, but you've gotta find something that suits ya. You've got dough: why don't you set up a business and let some mug run it for you?'

Raymond shrugged. Like what? Apart from being a butcher when I was a kid and working in your salvage yard, I've never had a normal job.'

Eddie had no idea what to suggest. Pub protection and loan-sharking was all he really knew and that was all he'd taught Raymond. Look, Ray, I know what happened that night was all my fault, but it was nothing to do with our work, was it? It was family stuff that went wrong. I know the old sharking can get a bit violent at times, but why don't you go back to work with Gary and Ricky? Let them do the dirty work, you can take a step back.'

Raymond shook his head. I've proposed to Polly. We're getting married. I can't go back to that life, not if we're gonna have a family.'

Congratulations,' Eddie said, his eyes welling up. He could remember the day he'd proposed to Jessica in his gold Merc, as if it was only five minutes ago.

You must have some idea of something I can get into, Ed?' Ray asked, obviously worried.

Eddie shook his head. I really don't know, mate. The trouble with men like me and you is we ain't led a normal life. From working with me to selling f.u.c.king jewellery is nigh on impossible. I don't know what to advise you to do, Ray. The only thing I can say is that Polly must have known what sort of bloke you were when you met her and if she loves you, she'll stand by you whatever career path you take.'

Raymond nodded. Eddie was right, as per usual.

What you should do is go home and have a long, hard think about things. I can have a word with Gary and Ricky. If you go back to the firm, I'll guarantee you, you won't have to get your hands dirty no more.'

Raymond said nothing. He'd loved his old job, but needed to speak to Polly before he could even think of going back to it.

Eddie pointed out his new pal, Stuart, and spoke highly about what he'd done to get revenge for his girlfriend. With neither man wanting to be reminded of that awful night in Tilbury, they stuck to general chitchat for the rest of the visit. As the bell rang, Ed leaned forward. There's something I need to ask you, something important. My dad's old brief, Larry, has taken over my case. He reckons he can get my murder charge dropped to manslaughter. I won't let him do it unless you agree, Ray. I loved Jess, you know I did and I'm willing to do life for what I did, if that's what you and your family want.'

Come on, Mitch.e.l.l, move,' shouted a prison guard.

Raymond didn't particularly understand the situation. Eddie hadn't meant to kill Jessica, but had owned up to it, so how could he not be convicted of murder?

Aware that a screw was approaching, Ray stared at Eddie. What had happened was a case of mistaken ident.i.ty, so why should his pal do life if he didn't have to? Go for it, Ed. Tell your brief to go for it. I'll speak to Mum and Dad,' he said.

Over in Tilbury, Jed O'Hara and his cousin Sammy were having the time of their lives. They were in the salvage yard where Jessica had been murdered, doing a bit of entertaining in the new trailer Jimmy O'Hara had recently bought.

Does that feel good? You like it rough, don't ya?' Jed asked, as he thrust his c.o.c.k forcefully into Sally's a.r.s.e.