Toff Chav by Miles Hadley

Author:Miles Hadley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BookBaby
Published: 2018-09-10T16:12:39+00:00

22

Gary was woken by a knock on the front door. He could hear that Sheila was watching television downstairs.

‘Probably watching Jeremy Kyle,’ he said to himself.

Eventually there was another knock. He heard Sheila call out. ‘Yeah? Who is it?’

‘Hello,’ said a cheery voice. ‘I’m Sally Mackintosh from social services. Is that Sheila?’

‘What the fuck is it to you if I am?’ came the curt reply.

‘Sheila... I’ve just come to check to see if you and the baby are all right.’

‘Fuck off, please. It’s none of your business.’

‘Sheila. Can you open the door, please? I’d like to come in and have a chat.’

‘What the fuck about?’

Gary was still in his bed listening. He looked up at the poster of Rose or Paulette and rolled his eyes.

‘I just want to see if you and the baby are all right,’ Sally repeated.

Eventually, Gary could hear the latch being moved on the door. Sheila had relented.

Gary heard a cheery, ‘You all right, love? Is it all right if I come in and have a chat?’

‘Depends what it’s about.’

‘Shall I make us a cup of tea, or would you like to?’ said the social worker.

‘No,’ came the reply. Gary let out a sigh as he heard the baby screaming in the background.

‘Why not?’ the social worker asked.

It was too much for Gary to take. Exasperated, he got out of bed and put his clothes on.

‘Cos I don’t have any,’ he heard his sister say.

‘You don’t have any what?’

‘Food or nothing.’

‘So, what are you feeding the baby?’

‘Do what I can.’

Gary stomped down the stairs and intervened. The social worker beamed a smile at him.

‘Hello, young man,’ she said.

He responded with a scowl. ‘We don’t need your help.’

‘Look, young man,’ replied the social worker. ‘I’m only here for a routine check-up. Sheila, is this your brother?’

‘Yes,’ said Sheila.

‘And where’s the baby, Sheila? Can I see him?’

‘What do you want to see the fucking baby for?’ Gary asked.

The screaming in the background got louder.

‘Is he upstairs, Sheila?’

‘What’s it to you?’ Gary and Sheila challenged in unison.

‘Sheila, love. I just want to see if the baby is okay.’

‘What’s it to you if it ain’t?’ said Gary loudly.

‘Calm down,’ replied the social worker. ‘There’s no need for that tone with me. Like I said, it’s just a routine...’

‘I haven’t said anything with a fucking tone!’ Gary shouted. ‘I just want to know what you interfering busybodies want, that’s all!’

‘Look, love...’

‘Stop calling me fucking “love”,’ Gary responded, ‘and leave us the fuck alone.’

‘How did you get those bruises, Gary? Were you in a fight?’ Sally asked.

‘None of your fucking business.’

‘Look, I understand your frustrations,’ said Sally. ‘I’d just like to see if your sister and the baby are okay, that’s all.’

‘Then stop asking me fucking questions about my bruises.’

‘All right, poppet. Sheila love, are you going to let me see Warren?’

Sheila reluctantly agreed. Gary watched resignedly as the two women climbed up the narrow, dingy stairs to the bedroom.

Eventually, the social worker came back down with Sheila. ‘Look, I’m sorry love,’ said Sally.

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