effys pov -
I was in the gallaghers house this morning.
I was stitting at the table beside ian when fiona came downstairs.
"morning." fiona said
"jimmy gonna come down to make us breakfast?" carl asked while pouring himself a ceral.
"he's sleeping in, eat you're ceral." fiona said
then debbie came downstairs with a tired look on her face.
"what's wrong debs?" fiona asked
"got home late, babysitting." she said lowly
"so the ghetto girl thinks she can live the american dream, huh?" lip says mocking fiona
"maybe it's my time lip." fiona laughed
mandy laughed when she said that
"none of you're business mandy." fiona said
"you see it doesn't work like that, the only way when you're poor to make money is to steal it or scam it." lip said
then all of a sudden you hear franks annoying voice.
"daddy's home! brought friends." frank shouted
him and two other dudes came into the house with a bike.
"hey!" ian said getting up "that's my bike." ian complains
"yeah it doesn't really work anymore." frank said
"yeah because you bent the rim frank! and where's the seat?" ian questioned
"that's why it hurt so much when i rode it!" frank laughed
everyone just kinda looked at frank with a disgusted look
execpt for his weird hobo friends of course they laughed
"cmon fellas let's get some breakfast, soak up the alcohol." frank said
"do you have sour dough?" said one of franks weird friends
fiona slapped his hand away "hey! this is our food." fiona snapped
"don't be rude, is this about money fiona? because I'm happy to pay my share that's all you ever want from me anyway." frank said walking over to the counter
"there you happy? huh." he said while pouring cocaine on tin foil "that's about 300 dollars worth." frank said
everyone in the room apart from his hobo friends just stared at frank in disapproval
"let's go upstairs take a disco nap until the alibi opens." frank said to his friends while making his way to the stairs
"dad no! no." lip said blocking frank from being able to go upstairs
"lip don't!" debbie begged
"this is my home you have no right to keep me out of it!" frank said bumping into lips chest
YOU ARE READING
teenage dirtbag // c.g
Humoreffy (elizabeth) jones is the type of girl parents warn you about. she is always running the streets, starting fights, stealing, you name it she's done it. the only thing is she never does it alone it's always with her best friend, carl gallagher. "...
