82. Welcome Home

My brother Matthew and his wife Sandra meet me off the plane.
At Heathrow.
They hug me.
Do you know what’s been happening? I ask Matt.
He smiles and nods.
A knowing smile.
He grabs my ruck sack with my few things.
Do you want a coffee? he says.
That would be good, I say.
We sit in the comfy sofas in Cafe Nero, Terminal 3.
Cafe Nero that would  become my on/off home for the next 3 months as I endure homelessness in London.
Matt brings the coffees.
So you know what’s been happening? I repeat.
Matt nods again.
I look him in the eye.
Coppola! I say.
Yes, Steve.
I saw Amelia, I say.
Matt sips his coffee.
What are you gonna do, he says?
You’ve got a spare room, I say. Can I stay with you?
You can’t stay with us, he says.
Ok. Well, I’ve loads of friends from church in London. Someone will put me up. I need some cash to get into town. For the underground…
We’re not giving you any money, Steve.
I’m not gonna buy drugs. I just need a ticket into town…about 5 quid…and some money for the internet.
We’re not giving you any money, Steve.
I don’t even know where to buy drugs here. I don’t want to buy drugs. It was ice. There’s no ice here. Not for 5 pounds.
We’re not giving you any money, Steve.
It’s like a fuken automaton.
Ok, well…what…you put me on a plane to London and now you’re just gonna leave me alone, with no money.
You’ll have to find a shelter.
You’ve no idea what’s been happening, have you?!
I’m disappointed.
I thought Coppola would have called him.
Coppola was always Matt’s favourite film maker.
Matt directed me and Idris in the short film we made while Matt was studying film making at Reading college.
He loved Rumble Fish just like me.
I’m James fuken Bond, I tell him.
I get up, enraged.
I leave Cafe Nero and storm off into the airport.
I’m double ‘o’ fuken seven! I scream.
I go across the walkway that leads to the carpark and sit on the ground to beg.
People look at me funny.
Fuk. Fuk. Fuk.
I get up, walk back to Cafe Nero, but Matt’s gone.
Three armed police head towards me.
Fuk.
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Author: Mark Dark

Actor Teacher Writer Breaking Bad for Christ – a Novel. Actor turned Christian missionary turns his back on his Hollywood dreams to combat sex trafficking in Cambodia – and finds himself deep underground in a dangerous world of drugs, gangs and violence. Based on a true story. https://steveedwardsthoughts.wordpress.com/

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