chapter 1: kash n grab

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A/N
tw: abuse,violence,drugs,alcohol,addiction.

God i hate my dad.

"If you want you own food, get a fucking job"Terry shouts.

"fuck you!"i said while slamming the door behind me.

"Looks like i'll be needing a job asap." i sigh.

i walked downtown to see a help wanted sign on a shop called 'the kash n grab' worth a shot i guess. I walk up to the door to be welcomed with not only a closed sign but a boy from the Gallagher household. My dad had a strong hate for the Gallaghers.

"Yo Kash"he shouts.

I always thought that he was the smartest out the lot, guess not.

"It's closed dumbass" i say.

"Yeah i can see that. It's not usually shut as this time." he says pulling out his phone checking the time.

He then began to look up at me "Aren't you one of the Milkovich's"

"Yeah. Madeline, Mickeys twin" i said while rolling my eyes.

"There's a door round the back we can try there"Lip says starting to walk around the back. I just followed his footsteps, after all i am here to talk to the man who's names is on the sign.

"All right you stack the butter. I'll do the snacks" i assume that's the owner Kash, he walked around the corner, followed by a ginger hair boy who i believe was another Gallagher. As they both start to restock the fridges, Kash turns around to finally acknowledge me and Lip.

"Oh Jesus Christ Lip" he exclaims now facing us.

"Sorry Kash I just er, thanks for the tools" Lip stated.

"Anytime, as long as i get them back"Kash replied.

"Right"Lip said, then he's eyes wondered down ,mine too. we was both starting at there shoes..They both had a difference pair of shoes...They both had different pairs of shoes on like they were rushing and put the wrong ones on. Weird? However Lips facial expressions looked concerning and i couldn't figure out why.

"U must be joking"Lip breaks the silence.

Finally the ginger kid stops stacking the shelves and looks over at Lip terrified. I think i was the only one in this situation confused.

"What, your fucking him?" Lip said raising his voice and looked at the brother in disgust.

I should of really expected it to be honest, with the shoes and that the shop was closed half way though the day, it all just added up.

"fuck" Lip mattered dropping the tool box beside me, pushing past them both.

I just stood there with my eye widen looking at them both as they stood there silently looking down at the shoes.

"I guess nows not a good time to ask for a job" i laughed while walking past time. I made it outside when i hear the ginger boy walking up towards me "wait".

"You can't tell anyone what you just heard"he said walking up to me.

I just ignored him and walked away. i'm not getting involved with that shit. I got other stuff to think about. He carried on following me then grabbed my arm.

"Fuck of me"i shouted pushing him of me, he began to grab me harder.

"promise me you want tell anyone" he said not breaking any eye contact.

"jeez Gallagher okay, i promise, now get the fuck of me" i said. He finally let go.

"I never got your name?"i said to him.

"Ian. Gallagher"he said while smiling.

"Touch me again Ian, your dead." his smile faded away then he looked behind and saw Mickey.

"Oh shit" he muttered and ran of.

I walked of laughing as Mickey must of heard.

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