Alcohol | Gallagher sister*-discontinued-*

Tewenty Seven

"Ivy?" I heard a low voice say. I looked up from where my face was buried in my pillow.

"What do you want Lip?" I grumble rolling on my back to face the roof.

"I wanted to apologize for last night. I was drunk off my ass and I didn't mean to act out. I'm sorry I scared you and Carl and Debbie. Liam was asleep the whole time, but I still feel bad for him." Lip said. He laid down on the bed with me.

"It's okay I guess. I forgive you, but don't do that shit. You remind me of Frank when you do."

Lip sighed and nodded his head sadly. I looked up at him and opened my mouth to say something, but I thought against it.

Lip noticed my actions, "what's wrong?"

"I don't know it's just-why am I such a fuck up lip? Like everything I do is always either selfish or just downright shity." I say playing with the hem of my shirt.

"Ivy, you're not a fuck up. Sure sometimes you do really stupid things, but everyone does stupid and selfish things. You are not a horrible person Ivy. You are so funny and kind. And you care so much about me and our siblings and Dwayne, and even that girl that you took to the hospital at the restaurant. Ivy you are my favorite sibling and you are probably the best Gallagher, next to Liam of course." He said chuckling the last part.

I smiled at him and rubbed my eyes. "I love you Ivy." He said.

"I love you too Lip."

I moved to lay my head on his shoulder and drape my arm across his middle.

We both soon drifted off to sleep.

"Fuck Ivy. You are so fucking boring." Dwayne said as he threw beer bottles around the house.

"Ivy, anyone that says they actually want to be your friend and hang out with you is full of shit." Lip spat in my face.

"Go overdose or get alcohol poisoning again you little fucking cunt." Ian said.

I shook my head as tears welled up in my eyes.

"You gonna go play little rape victim again huh? God you are such a pathetic bitch." Fiona said.

Debbie walked up to me, "you deserve everything bad that happens to you. Nobody truly loves you."
"Your so ugly and disgusting. Who would even want to rape you?" Carl said standing besides Ian.

Then Liam came up to me. He didn't say anything but he looked me up and down and scoffed.

"You are a useless kid! You won't get anywhere in your life." Frank said. "I'm ashamed to call you my daughter. You are a horrible, selfish person who deserves nothing." Monica said.

"I'm so happy I got rid of you when I did. You are nothing but a worthless bitch." Topper said.

"Your boyfriend hates you, your family hates you, everyone hates you." Mickey said.

I jolted up from my sleeping position beside lip. I was sweating and out of breath. I felt a ache in my heart that need to be filled asap. I knew what I needed but I didn't know who was still awake.

It was night now, and Ian, carl and lip were all asleep.

I quietly stood up without disturbing lip and dressed in black ripped jeans with a tight tan shirt.

I quickly moved through the house and made it downstairs where I saw Liam asleep on the couch with Debbie beside him. The tv was on and playing some old movie.

I got my shoes on and went outside. I walked. I didn't know where I was going but I needed to go away.

The dream I had was fucking sick. I hated every second of it. Is that really what they all think about me?

I was walking for who know how long when I saw the light up neon sign of the bar.

I made my way inside and sat at the bar on a stool. I knew I shouldn't and that I would get in so much trouble if anyone found out. But I needed it.

I ordered a glass of whiskey and drank it. It satisfied me but not enough. So I ordered two more glasses, then three more after that, then a whole bottle. Soon I was plastered.

I knew i should stop but I couldn't. I had no control over myself.

I was drinking like no tomorrow and it was taking a toll on me.

A guy sat next to me. "Hey pretty lady, you want some coke?" He asked as he held up a baggie filled with the good white shit.

I nodded eagerly and he chuckled. We snorted the bag together and after that we drank some more together.

After a bit the guy started to get comfortable. He put his hand on my thigh and started moving to my area. I moved my legs but he jerked them back.

I groaned and stood up from the stool, stumbling outside. The town was surprisingly quiet for it being 2:44 in the morning. I started walking down the street and heard the guy yelling at me to come back, saying that I need to give him something for him giving me coke.

I swallowed and walked a little faster, but not fast enough. The guy grabbed my arm and pulled me back to him, kissing my lips.

I groaned and pushed him away. He huffed and shoved me on the ground. He got on top of my and wrapped his arms around my neck. I started to panic. I tried to kick him and punch him but he wouldn't budge.

"What the fuck are you doing to her?" A voice yelled from the side of me.

I looked up and saw Topper. I scrunched my face.

"Getting what I need." The man said, not even looking up from me.

"Get off of her man!" Topper yelled, kicking the man and banging his head on the sidewalk.

I sat up and looked at the man who now had blood seeping through his clothes.

"Come on." Topper said. If I wasn't as high and drunk as I was I would've said no. But I didn't say anything, I just went with him.

"Let's get you home." He said. We walked in the direction of my house in silence, until he spoke up.

"Why were you drinking again?" He asked me softly. I shrugged, "I had a bad dream." I mumbled.

"Ivy, you know that you can't do this type of stuff." He said.

I shrugged and looked at my feet. I have no idea why he was being so nice to me.

We ended up in front of my house. All the lights were on and I heard muffled yelling coming from inside.

I cursed and stopped in my tracks. "Come on Ivy. It's gonna be okay." Topper said.

The door opened to the house and Fiona stormed out with all my siblings behind her.

"Oh my god Ivy where did you go?" Fiona asked as she rushed up to me and checked my body.

"What the fuck are you doing with her?" Lip asked as he stormed up to topper and pushed him back.

"Lip he helped me! Leave him be. You can go home topper. Thanks." I said.

"Ivy. Where did you go?" Fiona asked me in a low voice.

I sighed, "to the bar."