Willow Gallagher

Chapter Four: Aunt Ginger: Part One

Willow's P.O.V:

It has been almost a week since Frank had come home from Canada and not much has happened. Other than me getting beat up for money everyday, successfully hiding that I haven't eaten all week from my siblings, and not getting one wink of sleep, nothing has really happened. Or more like nothing out of the normal has happened.....yet.

It was Thursday night, Fiona was out with Tony at a banquet the church was having, Lip was out with Karan, Debbie was upstairs in her room taking care of Liam, and Carl and I were downstairs watching T.V. I was beginning to wonder where my red headed brother was until I heard the front door open. I looked over from the comfy living room chair we had, and saw that it was indeed my fiery haired brother but he had another person with him.

I didn't see who was with him until they came into the light of the living room after taking off their heavy winter jacket. It was Many Milkovich. Little sister to Micky, Jamie, and Iggy Milkovich. The three guys that pay me for being a live punching bag. My eyes widened at the sight of her, because I knew that if anything happened to Many she would tell her brothers and then they would either make my life a living hell, or they would make my siblings life a living hell. Personally I would rather have the living hell then having to watch my siblings live through that.

Many came and sat on far side of the couch closest to the T.V while Ian came and sat on the end that was closest to me. I could tell that Ian was really uncomfortable, and I felt really bad because Ian was in a very tight situation. Carl being Carl was oblivious to the awkward atmosphere that was in the room.

Ian and I both tried to brush off the awkwardness by trying to stay focused on the show that was on T.V. But Mandy was making it really hard with all she would do was stare at Ian. I dared to take a glance at her and it looked like she was trying to undress my brother with her eyes. I shivered at the thought. At one point Many jump-scooted to sit next to Ian, but as soon as she got close he got up form the couch and asked,

"Do you um, want another beer?"

"Okay." Mandy said with the slightest bit of annoyance in her voice. "But-but don't be too long." Ian gave a slight nod then made his way into the kitchen, but before he disappeared from my sight he sent me a look that was begging me to come into the kitchen with him. I sighed and got up from my seat and walked into the kitchen.

"Ian what the hell is Mandy Milkovich doing in our house?" I asked desperately in a low tone.

"She just showed up at the Kash and Grab and waited for me. She basically forced me to bring her home." Ian said just as desperately. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, closing my eyes.

"Okay, just please Ian, I'm begging you. Please at least try not to upset her." I said crossing my arms over my chest. "For my sake." I added. Ian nodded then got the beers from the fridge.

"Want one?" He asked.

"Sure." I said. A few seconds later Ian handed me the beer the started to walk back into the living room.

"Your leaving?" I heard Ian ask.

"Yeah. Enjoy getting herpes." Carl answered also whispering. Then Carl walked into the kitchen making his way to the stairs.

"Hey Carl." I called out in a quiet voice.

Carl turned and walked over to me, out of view from the living room. "Yeah, Willow?"

"I probably won't see you for the rest of the night so, let me give you your forehead kiss now." I said giving him a small smile. Carl rolled his eyes but nodded, so I leaned down and pecked his forehead. "Night, don't let the bedbugs bite." I said as he walked back over to the stairs. Carl gave me a small wave before ascending the stairs.