"Dani, not my favorite but she's okay. She suffers with her own problems but always comes out helping the family anyway she can. Tough as a nail, that one." - Frank Gallagher
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Sometimes I can't get out of bed,
Sometimes I get sad,
Sometimes I...
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⚠️⚠️TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️⚠️ ⚠️mention of self harm in this chapter. there will be another tw before the moment or any mention of it. i care for all of your safety and this is from my own experience. ⚠️
"Dani, Lip, feet on the floor." Fiona screamed through the house. I rolled over in bed and groaned in annoyance. Three hours of sleep, not too bad. I got up, moving to the mirror. I still had makeup on from last night, my hair still braided down my head.
I slipped on some gray baggy sweats and an oversized shirt. I pulled on some old converse and took out my braids, throwing my hair up in a messy bun. I walked my way to the bathroom, washing my face clean of the old makeup. I skipped down the stairs to the kitchen.
I grabbed a pop tart out of the cabinet. I jumped up onto the counter, next to Fiona. I bit into my pop tart and looked at Ian who was taking everything out of the kitchen into a cooler. "Power out?"
"Yup. Forgot to pay the bill," Ian said back to me looking up. I nodded and glanced around the room, a frown evident on my face.
"Is Devin here? He said he was going to come over today. Do you think he forgot or just doesn't want to be my friend anymore?" I asked, my mind going all over the place. Ian placed a hand on my leg, calming me down.
"Hey, he's gonna come. Don't worry," I nodded my head and jumped off the counter. I made my way to the door when it opened and in came Devin and another boy. I quickly was attached to his side, hugging him tightly. Devin kissed my forehead and hugged my back.
"Good morning, love." Devin said to me. I smiled and kissed his cheek stepping away from him to let the two boys inside.
"Who's your friend?"
"This is Connor. He's my cousin, he just moved here."
"Oh, nice to meet you. I'm Danielle."
"I know, Devin talks about you a lot." Connor laughed. Devin elbowed him in the rib making him cough in pain. I giggled slightly and grabbed Devins hand to lead him to the living room. I sat down on the couch, pulling Devin down next to me. Connor sat on the other side of Devin.
"I'll give you guys a ride." I could hear Steve say from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and laid my head on Devins shoulder.
"I don't wanna go," I muttered. Devin kissed my head and stood up, handing me his hand. I huffed and took his hand in mine, letting him pull me off the couch. Devin pulled off his leather jacket that was over his sweatshirt and gave it to me. I slipped it on and followed the two boys out the door.
We walked out to Steve's car. Ian, Carl, and Debbie got in the back while Lip got the front seat. Devin got in and then me and connor. I sat in between the two boys.
