ch. 3

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A/N; I changed Ian's age from 13 to 18, he is in twelfth grade aswell.

lip's POV

At 7:19 AM, the sound of thumping & endless thuds woke me up.

"Jesus Christ," I rub my eyes and get down from the bunk bed knowing exactly who was downstairs.

Frank.

I walk in to the living room to see him stumbling and slurring words to himself quietly until he sees me.

"Son! Turn this TV on for me would ya?" He says loudly, waking Liam up.

"Lower your voice! Damn it Frank," I groan. He sighs and drops himself to the couch.

"Oh, no, no no you're not staying here Frank."

"It's my house, I own it, I, I.."

I grab his feet and drag him towards the back door as he continued mumbling a bunch of crap.

"You can't tell me what to do, I am your father, I.." He dozes off.

I carry his body down the steps in my boxers & lay him on the snow & hurry back inside, shivering & freezing.

"Lip." Liam says as I picked him up quickly & took him to his crib.

"Hey buddy, let's go to sleep now, okay?" I yawn when Fiona's alarm went off for work.

"Hey what happened?" Fiona whispered as Liam slowly fell asleep.

"Frank, he came in drunk." I reply.

"We gotta change the locks asap."

I nodded as I headed back to bed & fell asleep when the rest of the kid's alarms went off, & by alarms, I mean Fiona's loud voice.

"It's 7:15 monkeys, come on!"

"I'm taking a shower first!" Ian quickly got up.

"Oh hell no!" I quickly get down & chase Ian to get to the bathroom first when he got in & slammed the door on my face.

"Fuck!" I snap. I head back into my room & sprayed a fritz of AXE & slipped on my grey, black & white sweater & black jeans with my brown dirty shoes.

I head downstairs & grabbed two waffles & held it in my mouth.

"Isn't tomorrow your last day of school?" Debbie asked.

"Yeah, gotta go." I reply

"Lip you don't wanna sit down & eat?"

"Gotta meet up with Mandy." I muffled with the two waffles in my mouth, I slip on my coat when I saw Mandy walking down the sidewalk.

"Hey, you ready?" She asks.

I nodded & offered her a waffle but she refused.

"What're you doing for the summer?"

"Not much, same what I did last year. Hang around, drink beer. Sleep." I laugh.

"I, uh, did something for you." She says, grinning as she looked down, walking along with me in a slow pace.

"What?" I ask.

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