Page 1 of Infinity

CHAPTER 1

ADAM

Putting the last of the boxes on the back of my truck, I call out to my brother Chris to see if there’s any more to go on, so I can take these to his new house. Chris and his girlfriend Taylor are moving to a new house today, so myself and our other brother Todd, are helping them move.

“Fuck Taylor, how much shit have you actually got?” She bounces down the steps, wearing her ripped jeans, converse and a simple vest top with her blonde hair piled up on top of her head, runs out of the door towards me and shouts...

“My stuff is not shit, Adam! Now hurry up, I’ve got more!” She stands in front of me and lightly taps my face, turns away laughing then runs back up the steps. I shake my head at her and get in the truck. Todd my twin, secures the drop gate at the back and gets in the passenger side of my Ford Ranger truck.

Chris and Taylor’s new house is about a twenty-minute drive from here.

On the way, I look across at Todd and see he’s deep in thought. He seems to be concentrating on looking out of the window but looking vacant of sorts. He gets like this when he’s got stuff on his mind. Todd isn’t a worrier, so to see him like this; I know something’s up.

“You okay Kid?” I ask him as a frown pulls at my forehead.

“Yeah of course I am!” He grins but I know something’s off with him; he’ll tell me in his own time though, Todd is a lot more secretive than I am, he likes to keep things close to his chest. I park outside the house, get the keys from my pocket, open the front door, as Todd begins to unload the car and bring the boxes in.

It takes half an hour to unload the truck, then we go back for more stuff. It’s quiet as we walk into Taylor’s old flat. Pushing open the door we walk in, grab more boxes until we hear a squeal and Taylor runs into the front room with just Chris’s t-shirt on, laughing.

“Really? So, while we’ve been slaving away, you two have been fucking like rabbits. What the fuck!” I grab a can of coke for me and Todd, then sit down for a rest as Chris walks into the room wearing just shorts,

“You owe us a pint or maybe two, you fuckers.”

“What, are you jealous? Are you not getting any?” Laughs Chris as he pulls on his t-shirt. I stick my middle finger up at him and twirl it in a circle as he laughs loudly at me. Once Taylor is dressed, we fill my truck up and her Dad’s truck, and take the rest of her things to the house.

Once they’re settled in, Todd and I say our goodbyes to both Chris and Taylor and make our way home.

I head upstairs to my room, grab my laptop and my camera. While I’m waiting for my laptop to load I go back the photo’s I’ve taken the past few days.

Taking photos is my hobby - I love to see things come to life behind the lens, just like I love to see my characters come to life on paper when I write. I’m the only creative one in our family, all the rest went into law enforcement; well except Chris, who wanted to be a fireman. I thought after his accident he would change his job but he didn’t want to. I didn’t want to do any of that. I was always making up stories when I was younger, Aidan, our older brother and Chris always teased me about it, but I didn’t care, now I use it as a chat up line… what can I say, the ladies love a writer.

I scan the pictures I’ve got, leave them on my desk and decide to call it a day. I’m exhausted. I’ll admit it’s quiet without Chris here, the last couple of days have flew by and I know that Mum misses him too, because Todd and I have had more food stuffed on our plates.

I put my laptop and my camera in the car and head to the park. I take some pics here and there, but there’s so many kids about I can’t get a clear shot of anything.

Deciding to go to the local coffee shop, I open my laptop to do some writing. While there I apply for a couple of freelance writing jobs, something has to pay for my truck I suppose.

“Hey sweetness, can I have another please?” Winking at her the waitress, I nod.

“Adam, I have a name you know, sweetness, sweetheart, darlin...is not my name.”

“Yeah, I know, but you deserve to be called nice names.”

“You sweet talker, it’ll get you into trouble one day.”

I grin at her as she turns to go back to the counter. Debbie is a fortyish married woman, says I remind her a little bit of her son… but cheekier. I’ll take that.

After another hour sat in the coffee shop, I put away my laptop and shout my goodbyes to Deb. I jump in my truck and start the engine. As it turns over, the service light comes on again on my dashboard. “Fuck... not again!” pulling away I head towards the nearest garage. Piece of shit truck!

Pulling onto the empty forecourt of the garage, I turn off the engine and step out of the truck. My eyes scan around quickly, but there’s no sign of anyone here. Walking around the building I find a shutter door open, I walk in and see a car with its bonnet up, but can’t see behind it.

“Hello?” I shout into the large, empty space.

Walking further inside, I look around the extensive garage, but I didn’t see the tiny redhead step out from the front of the car, standing there tapping her foot – waiting for me to see her. “Can I help you?” My eyes travel upward and point straight ahead at the sweet sounding, yet impatient voice in front of me.

“Um, yeah. Is there anyone free to look at my car, sweetheart?” I ask with a smirk. I look at the tiny female in front of me, she’s hot as fuck!

“The other two mechanics are out at the moment, I can take a look if you want?”

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