02 {betrayed trust}

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PIPER WOKE UP IN THE GALLAGHERS HOUSE, on the couch.

first thing, she sees frank and fiona arguing over something that she's too tired to care about.

"presley is gonna fucking kill you," fiona says, breaking the argument between her and frank.

"what?" piper asks, confused. she heard her, she just didn't know if she heard her correctly.

"presley is going all to shits cause she can't find you," fiona says, making piper sigh.

"well shit," piper says, sighing again. "i need a beer, i'll deal with pres in a minute."

"frank?" piper says, making frank flip her off and walk out of the door.

"FUCK." piper says, dragging out the 'u'

after a trip to the alibi to try and convince v to give her a beer and it not being successful, she heads out to find frank.

"hey! piper?" lip says, pulling up next to her. "need a ride?"

"no what i need is a fucking beer," piper groans before getting in the passenger side of lips car. "i can't find frank, v won't let me get a beer, no clue where carl is, fiona's at work, ian is god knows where, and fuck i don't even know where debbie is."

"shitty day already, huh?" lip asks before driving away, hoping to find frank.

"can you please get me a damn beer?" piper asks, making lip sigh.

"yeah i guess but don't tell pres," lip says, pulling into the alibi. "promise?"

piper interlocks her pinky with lips and he goes in, headed to get a beer for piper.

later in the day, piper walked into the gallaghers to get her clothes from last night.

"hey pipes," ian says as he spots the drunkened girl walking into the house. "shit are you drunk?"

"maybe," piper says, smiling. "i need to talk to someone, ian."

"talk to me, come sit down." ian says, clearing a seat at the kitchen table for piper.

piper takes the seat and begins, "pres is staying at different places while i'm going back and forth between here and kev and v's. hell, i even slept at patsy's because i fell asleep talking to fiona the other night. this is all so hard to do, going in between places, barely seeing my sister, getting drunk as fuck with frank half of the nights.."

"woah woah, pipes have you really been doing all this shit?" ian asks, confused at this.

"yeah and i hate it." piper replies.

ian and piper talk for hours before fiona comes through the door with frank following behind, "come on fiona! this is all shit and piper needs to get her life back on track, she's just a kid!"

"frank shut the fuck up! piper is fine and i bet you she's not been getting drunk." fiona says.

pipers smile drops, fiona believes in her and she's letting her down. fiona cares enough to let piper stay with her and her family while piper can't even keep herself away from alcohol.

"hey, fi. im gonna stay over at v's tonight, okay?" piper says, fiona nods and hugs the girl before piper walks out.

"pipes! thank god your home!" kev says, rushing over to the girl and handing one of his babies to piper. "please help us! i'll give you a 50? give you a free beer tomorrow? anything!"

"kev, kev! im gonna stop drinking alcohol, but i will take the 50?" piper says, rocking the baby back and forth in her arms.

"your drunk right now?" kev points out, not understanding why she said she's quitting.

"yeah i know but fiona was saying how she trusted that i wouldn't be drunk and i betrayed that so now i'm gonna stop." piper explains.

"so i want you to get straightened up by tomorrow, then you can watch the babies?" kev says, making piper nod. "now go get some rest, you look like shit right now."

"wow, thanks that means so much kev!" piper says sarcastically as she walks up the stairs of kev and v's house.

up in the night, piper woke up to screaming frank, carl laying next to her, fiona shouting about something frank had done, debbie banging on her window, ian screaming at fiona, lip screaming at ian and frank.

damn that family is something else.

"carl?" piper says to the boy next to her. "what's going on? why are you over here?"

"fiona and frank are fighting about shit about you, ian's on frank's side only because he's mad at fiona for something, lips on fiona's side, and i don't know why debbie's banging on the window." carl replies, sighing. "plus mickey was in my fucking bed."

"well that's just another gallagher night," piper says, making carl smile. "are you alright though?"

"yeah," carl says, facing piper now. "what about you? i heard you talking to kev and ian earlier."

"oh uhm yeah, i'm good." piper says, making carl roll his eyes at the girl.

"don't give me that shit pipes," carl says, sick of piper not wanting to say her feelings to him. "what's going on? you know you can tell me anything. i'm here, always."

"well, i'm quitting drinking, no clue where my mom and dad are, hopefully dead, i blew fiona's trust, my sister doesn't even trust me anymore and it's a fucking miracle you and kev and v still trust me," piper says, her eyes full of tears. "also, frank wants me out of his house."

"it's not his house pipes, your always welcome over there." carl says, making piper smile.

"i'm gonna go see why their arguing about me," piper says, getting up from the bed with carl behind her. "shit i forgot about debs."

"she'll be alright, go see why their arguing." carl says, walking behind piper to the yelling gallagher household.

"fiona? frank? ian? lip? why are we yelling?" piper asks, kind of shouting at them.

"frank doesn't think your sober, ian's mad at me for some shit, lip is saying that your sober and i think you are too!" fiona says, making pipers face drop. "shit, your not are you?"

"fi, i'm sorry! yesterday i got frustrated and i had too, i quit though i swear!" piper says.

"it's fine piper but please i just don't want you to end up like frank!" fiona says, making frank give her a glare.

"i ain't fi, i'm sorry." piper smiles, hugging fiona.










A/N
SHORT CHAPTER BUT ITS
STILL A CHAPTER!!
idk why my caps were on but
stuffs gonna go down in a couple
chapters so yeah just keep reading
it'll get better
also
i will be going back over
this book when i'm done
before i publish because of grammar
and stuff and editing cringy stuff!!

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