Shameless

7

I come back from my shift at the bakery the next morning and laugh when I find a bunch of people outside of the house waving Canadian flags knowing how much it would piss Frank off. I take and extra one and join in as my car comes into view.

Steve, Kav and Frank all clamber out, Franks smile lasted all of two seconds before he notcied the flags and started yelling at people to fuck off.

Kev comes up to me laughing and gives me my keys along with a few bills. "We used some money in your car to by food." He explains at my confused look. I thank him and put the money in my purse along with my keys.

"Right come on you lot. I brought back some food." I say to my family along with Kev and V, holding up the two bags of left over pastries, tarts, pies and donuts that I was able to bring home. Carl cheers and runs inside attempting to pull me with him. I laugh and scoop him up under my arm like a football and carry him to the living room. Everyone else comes in and sits around as they all take something from the bag. I manage to grab my faviourte Pecan twist before it can be snagged by anyone else and take a seat. Frank comes and sits on the floor by my feet.

"Where did you get this?" He groans as he bits into a cheese and bacon pie. "Work. Anything not sold that can't be sold the next day the employees are able to take home to minimize waste"

"You bring stuff like this home often? Fuck I should start coming home more often"

"Yeah? Your kids not a good enough reason?" I respond and Deb and Carl go up stairs the moment I do while Ian and Lip leave claiming they have to go to work or grocery shopping. I hand Lip $20 to buy my share of what was needed. Kev and V also leave, taking a bag of food with them.

"When are you going to realize that you put us in this world, It's your job to take care of us." I pick Liam up and take him upstairs. I quickly change him into a clean diaper "I know we have a shitty father. And well you don't even know Monica but you have me. I've raised you the most. Hell I was there to help Monica give birth to you." I tell him as gently stroke the side of his face.

"Mama" Liam reaches his hand up to me as he speaks and I bring my face closer. Smiling he grabs hold of my nose and repeats himself. "Mama."

"It's okay baby. I'll keep looking after you and be your mama" I whisper and kiss the tip of his nose. I continue talking to him, responding to his babbles as if I could actually understand him.

"Why the fuck is my stuff in boxes?!" Frank yells from down the hall. Rolling my eyes with a groan I place Liam in his crib and turn the mobile on before going to my room, making sure to grab the baby monitor as I do.

"Because it's my room now." I say as I sit down on my green covers "I made sure to keep everything. There is a jar of money in the bottom box, It's all the loose change I found when I gave this room a deep clean." I say not mentioning that I threw out all the drugs and smokes I could find.

"Thanks" I sit and watch as he starts packing almost all of his clothes into a army green bag, that I'm pretty sure belonged to Ian and one point for ROCT training. "Don't forget to take your bear with you. This is a drug and alcohol free zone." I motion to the room before going to sit at my desk. I take out some clay and pigments from one of the draws and start making a bunch of blue and white beads with silver leaf mixed in. Debs comes in at one point with a small pile of washing. She puts my stuff on my bed and hands Frank his clothes.

"Wish you'd taken a camera" Deb says as she takes a seat on my bed and hugs one of my leaf pillows to her chest.

"Total Shithole. Hey, what does urine and Canadian beer have in common? There both made by pussies." I grab a pen from my desk and throw it at the back of his head. He doesn't even flinch and simply continues. "I bet your the only one who missed me." Yep, and Lip wanted to leave you in Canada.