❛ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋 ― 𝗖.𝗚 ❜

𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓

A lot of shit happened in the last 24 hours. Fiona surprised everyone that she got married to Gus, a man who she's known for less than two months. And Ian was MIA, so was Yvgeney.

Everyone was going batshit, and Ada couldn't blame them.

Harold Jameson had now returned from his bender, Ada not so secretly hoping that it had been longer, since now it meant spending even more time at the Gallaghers. That was nice, but going in and out of her actual home for stuff she needed was pretty tedious. Ada's mother had been on a bender for three months now and Ada saw that no time soon was the girl's mother returning. She couldn't really blame her either, who would want to be married to an abusive alcoholic and druggie man? Certainly not Ada and obviously not her mom.

Sammi was currently blocking Frank from entering the house, she was pissed about him not buying her a new trailer. Who would actually want to buy Sammi something? Absolutely nobody.

Frank being Frank, pushes his daughter number three aside with a "fuck off" and enters the kitchen to grab the love of his life: beer.

"Bedrooms are all locked." Sammi announces. "I boxed your stuff up and put a flea bomb in for good measure. Box is in the backyard airing out."

"Where the hell am I supposed to sleep?" Frank asks annoyed.

"What do I care?" Sammi asks and by this time, Ada, Carl, and Debbie all blocked the arguing out.

Frank has survived many things and he'll survive this as well.

"I need everyone's attention." Sammi says, the teens zoning back in. "There's new rules around here. No money, no food. You want something to eat, you pay. And there's a curfew, no more coming in at 3:00 am and waking the whole house up anymore. Doors will be locked at 10."

"10?" Carl and Debbie scream out.

"You got to be fucking kidding me!" Carl says, probably hating Sammi's guts even more now.

Ada slaps the back of his head, reminding him of Liam in the room. Well, Liam and Chuckie.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Sammi says silencing Debbie and Carl. "Young ears! Door's will be locked at 10, no exceptions."

Ada was sitting near Carl and Chuckie, she turned to Chuckie and saw him trying to take one of her pieces of bacon.

"Chuckie, you could've just asked. I would have given it to you."

Chuckie shrugged, "Sorry Miss. Ada."

"Miss Ada?" Carl questions.

"I like Miss. Ada."

Debbie, Carl, and Ada all share a look. Ada decides it's best not to ask and just simply nods and gives him a weak smile.

"Also," Sammi starts up again. "Ada, I know you like to crash here but.." Sammi pauses and thinks on how to say what she has to say. "Uh, moral of the story, you're not a Gallagher and well, this is the Gallagher home so whatever's going on at your place..fix it and move back in there. We just simply don't have the room.."

Ada is left speechless, she never thought she was a Gallagher, in fact she was glad she wasn't most times.

Usually she'd have a snarky come back but at the moment she doesn't.