26- hello daughter

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the next morning i sat next to ian at the breakfast bar drinking coffee. fiona was pouring herself some coffee while lip came downstairs. him and ian didn't even make eye contact. jesus.

"are you guys still not talking?" she asked raising one eyebrow.

"you can see they're not." i answered for them.

in that second carl fell through the garbage chute. he yelled something i didn't understand.

"jesus christ carl what the fuck!" i snapped.

"dude!" lip yelled jumping over to carl who was laying on the floor. "carl!"

"holy crap why did i never do that before?" carl said trying to stand up.

"you have way too much time on your hands. summer school next year." fiona said. i giggled a bit. "how's your head?" fi asked.

"little dizzy."

"your fine, go have some breakfast." fiona said pushing him to the breakfast table. ian and i looked at each other smiling.

while they talked about the winter money i zoned out. without doing it on purpose, my mind went to mickey. i haven't seen him in a while and to be honest i missed him. not just the sex, i missed mickey as a person, as a friend. well was he just a friend or fuck buddy for me??? i don't know.

fiona brang me back to reality with coming over to the breakfast bar and handing money to each of us. "school supplies and clothing, nothing else. no candy", she looked at carl. "no beer or drugs", she went on. why the fuck did she looked at me while saying it. lip and ian we're doing drugs too. sometimes. or maybe they didn't. but they drank beer! "i want receipts ." she ended her sentence.

then fiona's friend jasmin came from the bathroom.

"you still here?"

"i caught up reading a magazine." jasmine said. that was when debbie came downstairs.

"hey that's my magazine!" she snatched it away from jasmine. i don't know what i think about her. she's nice but kind of weird. and i have the feeling she felt something for fiona. but she's married with a man and she has children. but not my problem (until she hurts fiona.)

then fiona started giving each of us jobs to do today. debbie's and carl's tasks were fucking easy but my was bad as hell. fiona ordered me to clean the pool with ian and lip. no way.

"literally no fucking way i'm going to do anything with them while they're still fighting." i said folding my arms.

"carl, tell lip and violet they can do it themselves." ian told carl.

"huh? the fuck did i do?!" i snapped.

carl turned to lip. "lip, violet, ian said you can do it yourselves." carl copied ian.

"carl, tell ian he's a douchebag for not talking to me." lip told carl and carl turned to ian again repeating what lip said. usually i would find this hella funny but right not it wasn't.

before ian could tell carl what to tell lip fiona butted in.  "okay, whatever you guys are doing, i want it over before school starts. plus it's not fair on violet and carl having to listen to your whiny asses." she said.

"yes! jesus thank you!" i exclaimed.

that was when we heard franks voice coming from the stairs. "it's a rooster in the henhouse! hide the money." lip said and we all stood up quickly to hide the winter money.

"morning grammy."  then we all stormed out.

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i walked into the house seeing ian doing push ups on the floor and debbie looking at some clothes laying on the couch.

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