Hey guys and gals! Chapter two as promised. This chapter is going to focus more on our leading man! Hope you liked the first chapter, yes I know it's kind of vague and there's no description of the characters but thats the point. Any who! Enjoy Chapter two
Trigger warning: shootings
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Chapter 2
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Aiden Ryan Matthews was in a bad fucking mood. Of course, this was nothing new. Aiden had been in a bad mood and an overall displeasure to be around ever since he caught his ex-girlfriend and former baby mama fucking some guy in their apartment — in their fucking bed, that he fucking bought. After catching her in the act, he ordered a paternity test for their three year old son, whom she later on admitted that he wasn't the biological father. Instead insisting that the bond they shared was that of a true father and son, despite the DNA. Of course, once he found out who the father was, he was REPULSED. The father of the little boy who he had once seen as the fruit of his loins and love of his life, was the bastard son of the local low life, Eddie. Eddie was scum bag who was in and out of the county jail for petty crimes and multiple drug charges, ranging from using to selling, many of which were imposed by Aiden, who was the Sheriff's Deputy, of The Rockledge Springs Police Department, under the great state of Texas.
Following the revelation, Aiden was put of a leave of absence by The Chief of Police, Pete Holloran, to... process everything. Chief Holloran had of course found out about the infidelity when Aiden was caught drunk and beating the daylights out of Eddie who had been spending the night in a cell for skipping out on a bar tab. It took three officers and two cadets to pull him off of him and 25 stitches for Eddie to look like... somewhat of a person again. After that incident, Aiden had moved out of their tainted apartment and into a pay-weekly motel and gone on a full blown on bender. He drank and fucked women till the pain seemed to fade away, only to be crippled with the overwhelming feeling of sadness and betrayal again, as he tried to fall asleep at night — alone in the cheap motel bed.
Although this all happened months ago, he still carried the burden in his heart. He couldn't trust women. He couldn't trust anyone really. Katie, had been his first love. They had dated all through high school, and broken up briefly when she said she wouldn't wait for him when he enlisted in the army. Aiden did a short stint in the army which came to an abrupt end when he had gotten injury in the line of duty and been discharged with honors. His doctor's strongly advised him not to do anything that over engaged his knee which had been shattered on during a tour of combat, but Aiden wasn't the type to listen. After months of physical therapy and strength training, Aiden fulfilled his life long dream of enlisting in the police academy.
The academy itself had been cake for Aiden after going through basic training. Where he needed the extra attention was the fitness tests. He trained day in and day out to make sure he was in top shape for the physical portion of the academy. After a long day of stressing his knee, he would go home and ice his whole body and cry secretly. It was the worst pain of his life but he took all the pain, all the suffering he had seen and experienced in the army and threw it into pushing his body to the limits. All his hard work paid off greatly in the end. Not only was Aiden, in the best shape of his life, but Aiden graduated with top honors and the highest marks on his tests, but had also shattered the record for best time in the fitness test, something that hadn't been done in almost 10 years.
The night of graduation, Aiden and the boys, being as Rockledge Springs wasn't known for being the most progressive of little Texan towns, went out to celebrate graduating the police academy at the strip club. It was there that Aiden would see a familiar head of blonde hair and pair of pacific blue eyes swinging around on a pole dancing to "Cherry Pie" by Warrant. The same hair and blue eyes that broke his heart three years prior. Aiden didn't know if it was the 5 shots of tequila that the cadets had given to him, or if it was the 5 Bud Lights that he chased them down with, or maybe the 'Red Headed Slut' shot given to him, ironically enough, by the red-headed slut working the bar that night, but there was something about Katie's 36B tits and bedazzled bra and thong combo that made him feel like straight out of a hallmark movie. He first felt his heart swell, and then it was his cock. His pants started to tighten. He paid her $60 for a private lap-dance, where not even 5 minutes in, he bent her over the couch. He slid his fingers down to her pussy lips, pushed the wet string aside, and stuck them past her wet slit. She bucked on his fingers, and tried to throw her ass back to get him to go deeper. She was wet and ready, just like she was three years ago. He pulled his zipper down and slid his cock out of his boxers. Without warning, he replaced his fingers with his cock and started to pound her out. After not even 3 minutes of thrusting, she came completely undone. She was cumming loudly and started to squirt as he pulled his cock out and came all over her butt. Yeah, Aiden had always been gifted when it came to sex and even more so when it came to the what he was hiding in his boxers.
After that night, they had been inseparable. He gave that bitch 6 fucking years of his life and how did she thank him? By sucking off every Tom, Dick, and Harry within a 6 miles vicinity, (no pun intended). Aiden could feel himself squeezing the wheel of his cruiser, so he pushed all these thoughts to the back of his head. That was almost 8 months ago. He had taken 2 months off and had been stuck on desk duty for two months when he returned. He was finally back out on the streets where he belonged. The caveat was that he'd been stuck with a partner now, as a condition of his return. In all his time on the force, he had NEVER had a partner, but I guess that's the price he had to pay for beating a man, inches away from death. His partner was a rookie, fresh out of the academy. The kid had graduated top of his class, and came close to beating Aiden's records. Heavy emphasis, on the CAME CLOSE TO, but not actually beating his scores. Aiden was the type of person who would actually reenlist into the academy just to retake the tests if someone ever beat his scores. He was proud of them, he had overcome a lot of shit, to be the best and he took pride in being the best. People feared and respected him because of it.
"So what do you think Aiden?" The Rookie said, pulling Aiden out of his reverie.
"I don't know what the fuck you were talking about Rookie, but I really don't think it was important either way," Aiden bit back. The kid talked way too much. He spent most of his days tuning it out.
"I asked if you wanted to stop for coffee and a doughnut. I didn't get a chance to eat breakfast cause my fiancé had morning sickn-"
"Listen kid, do I fucking look like Chief fucking Wiggums to you or something?" The Rookie stuttered, and Aiden continued. "I don't give a rats ass what you and your bitch do or what her fucking problem is. Matter of fact in the army, we had a little policy called, don't ask, don't tell. I didn't ask, so don't tell me shit." He felt bad being harsh, but he didn't want the kid getting too familiar. He hadn't planned on keeping a partner for long, especially not a fucking rookie, just long enough to be the Prodigal Son again. The Rookie wasn't a bad partner though. In fact, he reminded him somewhat of himself, back when he was bright eyed and bushy tailed.
They rode in silence as the radio played "The Otherside" by The Red Hot Chili Peppers, until they got a call from dispatch, informing them that there was a disturbance at a local gas station and needed police presence.
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When Aiden and The Rookie, who he was sure had a name but wasn't quite sure of it despite the fact that they wore badges, got to the scene, they walked in and saw bullet casings on the floor. Aiden and the Rookie pulled their guns.
