Rewind back, back to Ciaran's return to Southampton which was made possible by his boss. Ciaran had been a floor restoration specialist and though the job itself and the conditions where amazing, the boss Dean had started to take advantage of Ciaran and that never really ends well for all involved, this time wouldn't have such a negative impact on Ciaran.
When he started working for Dean, he and Ciaran had created quite the routine, they would drop another employee to the site, they would both then go and get breakfast, Dean had shown Ciaran so many amazing places to eat but the best was a café in Tooting Chris's Lunch Box, severing cooked breakfast but they specialised in Chinese cuisine and on every visit Ciaran would always get the same, sweet and sour chicken Hong Kong style, a portion of chips and rice as well. People would joke saying that he had hollow legs, being five foot seven and only ten stone.
It wasn't long before Ciaran would be dropped at one site to complete himself, that then developed in to him taking over the responsibility of providing quotes, Ciaran loved progression and responsibility but Dean had kept pilling it all on.
It wasn't long before Dean had stopped working all together, he would drop both him and his colleague of at the sites and then he would go and have days of leisure, chest waxing, massages, prostitutes, anything he wanted to do and while I was running his business all but the books which his estranged wife would handle, well mainly, she would adjust all the invoices and payments so that he could only declare a fraction of work to the tax office, she would then send them off to an accountant.
Dean was receiving disability benefits after suffering a head injury a couple of years before, he was at a job when someone had climbed in to his van and before the thief could drive away dean had noticed, not having time to stop him, he jumped on the vehicle while they were driving away, the thief had gained considerable speed and dean could no longer hold on, he had fell of a cracked his skull open, he had made a full recovery but had not declared it to anyone.
Although Ciaran had been introduced to Dean by friends of his, brothers, twins, these friends were stepsons of dean but soon after he started working for him, Ciaran would hang out with dean more and always at the pub.
This pub was a dive really, every Wednesday was stripper night and while Ciaran wasn't against seeing naked women, he would rather be able to do more than just look, but this is place he was able to meet Demi, he had seen her once before when dean had pulled over to talk to her. Dean pulls off and was telling Ciaran how he had been chasing after her for years, he had told Ciaran that at one point he drove to Manchester to pick her up after she had moved there a year before.
Two days later they had both been at the pub, Saturday night and there is a live band on, the place was full, Ciaran went outside the front to have a cigarette and there she was looking stunning, she was with an older woman.
Playing it cool Ciaran was sat on the lap of the older woman, it wasn't just Demi that was flirting with him the older woman was as well, she wasn't interested in him like that though had she the chance, he knew she wouldn't of declined that opportunity and while he was sat on her lap, her partner had come out to see Ciaran on her lap, he wasn't happy about it but he could see that it was innocent, that it was Ciaran and Demi that were hitting it off and during their discussion Demi had said that she was leaving, Ciaran offering to walk her.
Ciaran went inside to tell dean he was leaving and give him his wallet back, yeah it even got to the point that Ciaran would look after his wallet and keys because Dean was so irresponsible. Dean didn't ask why he was leaving early and Ciaran was thankful for that because had he, he would have tried to stop Ciaran from going with her.
It had only taken five minutes to walk Demi to her place, she had told him that she would invite him in but it was her friends place and they had a child. Ciaran had no problem with that and started to say goodbye, starting with a kiss but it had started to get heated, Ciaran's hand went astray and now down the top of her jeans, he slips two fingers inside her, playing with her g spot slowly, softly and she couldn't stop herself, she invites him inside and it wasn't long before they are in her room. They had got so in to the sex that by the time they had finished it was only a couple hours until Ciaran was expected to be at work. Dean had called him because he was late, he wasn't too happy to find out why Ciaran was late.
Weeks later again at the pub, another live band night, but this one didn't end so well. Ciaran was at the bar waiting to order a round when he had heard a couple of blokes talking about playing away from their partners and while normally this wouldn't be something that would bother him, one of the girlfriends was a friend of his and would also be the woman severing him his drink as she was the barmaid, so Ciaran started going mad at him.
One of Ciaran's friends heard the commotion, he grabbed Ciaran and dragged him away, they decided to go to the smoking shelter at the back of the building. Normally you would get there by going out the back door but live band night you had to go out the front, down the side of the building and through the carpark at the back. While they had been walking down the path next to the building, Ciaran with a cigarette in one hand and a pint in the other hand, he hears a noise behind him and turns around to see the two blokes he had been arguing with, not taking any chances he swings forgetting he had the pint in his hand.
"What have you done? What have you done?" Ciaran had blacked out and could not recall what had happened, looking at the person that was shaking him no clue who he was. The bloke started dragging Ciaran telling him to follow him and with all the blood over him, Ciaran had no obligation. It wasn't long before they had got to where they were going, the bloke called a flat through the intercom system and was let straight in without speaking, by the time they had got to the front door, it was already open with a young woman stood waiting.
Ciaran was pushed through the door and told to clean the blood off himself, the woman telling him where the bathroom was and once Ciaran had done so and making sure to not leave any blood in the bathroom, he walks back out to the living room and sits on the empty sofa. After a minute he looks around, the only person he could see was the woman.
The woman was led on the sofa and comfortably as well with a pillow under her head and a wrapped up in a blanket. Ciaran asks her if she was the only person in the flat and she replies no and had told him her son was in his cot in the bedroom.
The bloke had dropped Ciaran at the flat and then went back to the pub. Ciaran tried to leave feeling uncomfortable in the situation, why he didn't know as he knew that she and her son would be safe, he felt that it was still disrespectful to be there and leaves.
Things had got worse at work, dean had started to get cheques in Ciaran's name so that he could avoid paying even more tax, small amounts her and there but Ciaran knew that it would get even worse, so he was keeping an eye out for an opportunity to leave and it came.
They had booked in a large job, they had been hired to restore the floor of a post office, the cheque would be issued by the insurance company, it was also for five thousand pounds and of course dean had it issued in Ciaran's name.
Dean had barely let Ciaran out of his sight and even had a friend of his threaten him, his friend was said to be a member of the French Foreign Legion but that didn't bother Ciaran. The night before the cheque was due to clear, Ciaran had told dean he was going home to bed and would see him in the morning for work.
Ciaran did go home but instead he packs a small bag and heads straight to the train station to catch the last train to Southampton.