Shameless / Sandor Clegane

24. False Death

"what's all this?" lip asked fiona.

"franks bills. 680$ at murphys liquor." fiona answered with disgust.

"112 at the windy titty?" lip questioned.

"a grand to big lenny?" Davina added.

"drug dealers take credit cards?" carl asked.

"he bought a 65 inch flat screen? where the hell is that?" lip asked looking around.

"Not here. Thats for sure," davina remarked.

"wait, let me see those." fiona reached out a hand, looking at the papers. "unbelievable." she muttered.

"what?" debbie asked leaning in.

"He used our names to get the cards." fiona declared.

"What?" Davina demanded.

"Cool, I just got a subscription to penthouse." carl said with a laugh. His smile wide.

"Im going to deal with this." Fiona barked. Davina stared down at her name the billsnpiled up. She didnt have a credit card but now she had three. Her credit would forever be shot. She stared down at the numbers.

"Liam too." Davina remarked with a huff. "This is unfucking believable... no I do believe it because hes a shit head."

"He really is the worst," sandor realized.

"He put us in so much debt. All of us. He used our social security numbers. He has been slowly - correction quickly killing each of our line of credit all for his fun. Im never getting anywhere in life." Davina decided.

"Stop that. Gregor is getting no where in life but jail. You are a good smart person. You are compassionate and frank is a fucking idiot." Sandor declared. "We will figure this out."

"Fiona went to the alibi. If I went I was going to beat his head in. I want a family of my own one day. When liam goes to college that is... i want a... I am never going to be able to..." sandor held onto her as she breathed a shaky breath. "He fucked us all once again. I want that bastard dead."

"what happened to you?" lip asked as frank walked in the door.  Sandor held Davina hostage in his arms as she shifted from foot to foot annoyed.

"uh, a huge guy jumped me. 280, 290, steroids... who knows?" frank said.

"good for him." lip agreed.

"Shouldve hit you harder." Davina countered.

"I need your help." Frank begged.

"I got maybe 2 bucks." debbie offered sweetly.

"Dont give him money, he will waste it on blow, booze or boobs." Davina corrected. 

"no, no, no, no. show of hands. how many of you, at one point or another, wanted to see me dead?" frank asked as everyone raised their hand.

"hey, you don't even live here." frank told Sandor when he rose his hand.

"i'm here more than you." Sandor replied.  "And you made my girl sad. I dont like that." Davina leaned back into him. 

"Okay, yeah. Fine, well here's your chance." frank said.  he went on to explain how he needs to fake his death.

"Can't we just kill you for real? That seems easier." Davina corrected. 

"No!" Frank demanded. "Who's in charge here?" 

"Not you.'" Sandor assured. 

"Again, you don't live here."

"You want me to start paying rent?" Sandor countered. Davina smiled softly back at him.