Insane; shameless fanfic

Pusher {6}

It took me awhile to feel comfortable enough to walk back in there, because of how long I took no one seemed to be home except Carl.

Carl was sitting on the couch watching some weird program

"Hey Girl" he smiled at me

we sat in silence for awhile

"I know you wanna... you know, do it." Carl said

"EW FUCK NO" I yelled

"Your sexy when your mad" he said coming closer to me

"NO I'M NOT JUST GO AWAY"

he started unbuttoning my shirt, that meant I had to take action I grabbed the closest thing to me and banged him on the head

"Fuck girl, I guess you like it rough" He said smirking

I had to get out of there before anything else happened so I pushed him away and ran out the house he chased after me for awhile

"Fine, It can wait!" he yelled

All I could think was; Ew what a man whore, I would have said that too if it wasn't for an old lady across the street looking at me like I got raped or something, I ended up walking  past Patsy's Pie, Ian must of seen me because he came running out

"Hey!" Ian said while putting his arm around me

"You don't want to fuck too, do you?" I asked Ian

"I mean you are hot but I'm gay or bi-sexual, I don't really know" Ian said

"Why? who want's to fuck you?" Ian asked

"Your brother"

"Lip?, He's only a year older than me it's not like you'll die if you fuck."

"No, Carl."

"He want's to fuck with you? Your how old?" He asked

"17 "

"Your my age then... tell him it would be like, fucking your brother." Ian explained to me

"Uh, yeah.. like that's going to work"

"He's a pusher I know" Ian said

"I got to clean up some blood"

"blood?" I asked Ian

"Talk when we both are home?" he asked

"sure thing."

I decided to head back to the house, and hopefully avoid Carl

As I opened the door to my room Carl was sitting there just in his boxers

"No! GET THE FUCK OUT!" I yelled at him

he wouldn't move he just sat there

"fine..." I said

"So you will fuck me?" he asked sounding happier than ever

"Hell no"

I slammed the door and went downstairs to get some food from the kitchen

Carl followed me down and sat there looking depressed

I grabbed a glass of water and then the doorbell rang, Carl sat there so I was assuming he wasn't going to get the door.

I walked up to the door to a man speaking gibberish or something then finally something English came out of him
"Wrong home"

I just shut the door and walked away to find Carl looking a bit less depressed

I grabbed my drink and took a sip of it, everything went blurry I could hear glass smashing on the floor I felt hands hold me up straight I had no idea what was going on then I realized Carl drugged me.

To Be Continued

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