Aaron Lucas (thirdandlast) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2018-03-14 15:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | #october 2017, aaron, aaron x gavin, gavin |
Who: Gavin and Aaron
When: Tuesday, Oct 10, morning
Where: The Back Porch
Status: Complete
Gavin hadn’t been at the bar the day before, and Aaron had just barely restrained himself from going to his house. Caden had told him how he’d found a shattered rum bottle when he’d come in that morning, and Gavin’s truck had still been in the parking lot. A couple of texts to Jasper had revealed that their eldest brother had made it home in one piece but they probably shouldn’t expect him in. With that brief worry out of the way, Aaron was free to stew about how fucking angry he still was. That goddamn coward was dodging him. He’d come in hungover plenty of times in the past, but he didn’t show up all fucking day. Aaron avoided Caden as much as possible, going about his work with a stony face and minimal talking. Luckily they got through the day without incident.
When Tuesday morning rolled around, Aaron was still mad. Over twenty-four hours of cool down time had not succeeded in cooling him down much. Every time he started to relax about it, he remembered Mila’s upset face when she’d come home, and how Gavin had said they were going to ruin both of their lives. Aaron didn’t give a shit what his opinion was, he’d had no right to corner Mila and tell her she should get rid of the baby. That was fucked up, and Aaron intended on telling him so.
He was scheduled to open with Gavin, and Aaron got up and went to the bar early on purpose, so he could catch his brother before anybody else came in. He kept the front of the building locked and puttered around a bit in the back, waiting and muttering to himself, his temper already starting to bubble again.
Gavin was not looking forward to working with Aaron. The idiot wouldn't listen to sense and Mila had no doubt told him about their little 'conversation' so this was going to be a pain in the ass kinda day. At least Aaron hadn't come to his house to bitch him out while he was nursing a hangover. Thank God for small favors. He was already feeling shitty for a myriad of reasons when he rolled into work, noting that Aaron was already there even if they weren't open nearly yet. Fantastic.
He took a deep breath before he got out the car and headed inside, already braced for an argument. As soon as he saw Aaron he knew he was right, his kid brother didn't have the best poker face when it came to his own emotions and he looked pissed. "Morning," Gavin muttered stiffly as he shrugged off his jacket and headed for his office.
Aaron heard him come in, and turned to face him, his jaw already tight. He stalked after Gavin, not about to let him dodge this. If that meant cornering him in his office, so be it. He couldn’t remember ever being this angry at his oldest brother before. Maybe back when he’d been a wild kid, but definitely not since teenagehood. “Hey,” he barked. “What the fuck, Gavin? Where the fuck do you get off saying that kind of shit to Mila?” Aaron already knew what the answers were going to be like, but he couldn’t let it go. Gavin had really stepped over a line.
Gavin had been expecting sulking, not yelling and he turned and gave his brother a confused frown. "Which part? The truth?" he shot back then hung his coat up and pulled his sleeves up on his arms. He really wasn't in the mood for this shit and he had work to do though he had a feeling Aaron wasn't going to get shit done today if he was this pissed already.
“The truth?” Aaron echoed incredulously, squinting at Gavin a bit. “You don’t know the truth, because you don’t know the future, Gavin. Saying she’s ruining my life and I’m gonna run out on her and the kid? That’s just fucking cruel to say to someone, especially someone who’s practically family.” All of it pissed him off, but Aaron wasn’t sure what shocked and hurt him more, that Gavin thought those things about him or that he would throw them in Mila’s face like that.
It did sound cruel, didn't it. Gavin had to admit as much. That didn't mean it wasn't true though and he crossed his arms as he gave Aaron an almost bored look. "You can't even handle a relationship without a kid," he told him. "You really gonna stick around for the unforeseeable future? Watch your pretty girlfriend get bloated and cranky and still stick around for her?" He hadn't been trying to hurt Mila but she was hurting them with her naive reaction to her pregnancy.
“Yeah, that’s exactly what the fuck I’m gonna do,” Aaron snapped. “Because I really care about her, and that baby, and I’m gonna do what’s right by them. Like I already fuckin’ told you.” He had stopped just inside Gavin’s small office, blocking the doorway, and he lifted a finger to point at him with that last part. “I fucked around a lot in the past, yeah, but there was never a kid involved before. And I never had a girl as good as Mila, so I’m gonna do it right this time, even if you think I can’t.”
"You just got together," Gavin reminded him. "Having a baby at this point is stupid, Aaron. You're not even ready to move in together after a month, what's the fucking rush?" Was it too much to ask that his idiot brother do things the way Gavin would have wanted to do them? Take his time, built up trust, build a foundation. "Look at this fucking chaos you're bringing a kid into, didn't you learn anything from me?"
“We didn’t do it on purpose, but it’s done now, and we made our decision about how to handle it. Our adult decision, because we’re fucking grown ups who can do that.” Aaron glared at him, his jaw tight. “I’m not you and she’s not Ollie and we’re not sixteen, don’t put your bullshit on us. It’s only chaos because you and Caden won’t mind your own goddamn business. Going behind my back to try and talk my girlfriend into an abortion? Really?” He scrunched his face up, disgust in his expression. “I can’t believe you did that. Where’s the respect, man? You’re my brother.”
"I wasn't-" Gavin started and groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I was there when she saw the test, Aaron. I had to fucking check in with her. She was scared and she fucking sobbed on my shirt. Does that sound like a happy mother-to-be to you?" Grown-ups, there was a joke if it wasn't so sad. Aaron was the worst at adult things and now he was going to try his hand at being a dad.
Aaron had already kind of hated that Gavin was the one there when Mila found out she was pregnant instead of him, and he loathed that fact now. “Yeah, unplanned big life shit is scary, there’s no way around that,” Aaron countered. “So what? She feels better about it now, and she wants to keep it. And so do I. So you can fuck off with your opinions, got me? Don’t talk to her about it again. And Caden better not either.”
"There's obviously no fucking use talking to either of you," Gavin snapped back. "Because you're both too fucking stupid to see what you're getting yourselves into." The only thing he could hope for now was that the pregnancy would end itself. It was common enough, a lot of pregnancies weren't viable. Given how fucking cursed his family was he was pretty sure this one was though, Mila would have her baby and things would get even harder.
Gavin had called Aaron stupid before, even in anger, but there was something about his tone this time that made it sting so much more than usual. Maybe because it was the insult he hated the most, piled on top of this revelation of just how little his favorite brother thought of him. For a second, Aaron’s temper teetered on blowing up, but it tipped in the other direction instead, and suddenly he was just so tired. Tired and sad. “Just leave us alone,” he muttered and turned to go.
"Mmhmm," Gavin hummed but there was bitterness even to that wordless reply. He'd leave them alone. Until the consequences of this were on his front step and he needed to deal with it. In an ideal world Aaron would do well and this would turn out okay but it was so far from being an ideal world and he knew that no matter how much Aaron believed what he was saying now, he wasn't going to hang in there. He let Aaron go this time and only left his office when his brother was out of sight. He needed a cigarette before he could focus on working - if he could focus on working today.