shamefull *phillip fanfic*

Welcome to the neighbourhood.

As i sat on my bed i thought of what could possibly go wrong, i mean im dropping all of my friends to move states away, i had to dump my boyfriend of 3 years, im leaving the school where all my memories have been made, oh yeah and im an orphan. When i was 5 years old my dad packed his shit and left me, my mom, my little brother and our dog sandy. dad never came back after that night, after a while we discovered the only reason he left was because mom cheated on him. she commited suicide over a week ago, so now it brings me here. the lower part of south side. lets be clear about some things. on one side of me i have 2 neighbours who have some wild sex, on the other side i have an annoying family who never shuts the fuck up.

I looked on my nightstand to see my bottle of xanaz pills just sitting there. I shurgged my shoulders, grabbed 2 and poped them suckers in my mouth. *sigh* "better get the day started" i said as i walked out of my bedroom. "izzy is that you?" i walked around the corner and saw my fragile 80 year old grandma standing over the stove. "yeah. have you seen coner?" i asked while looking around the dusty place. "hes outside talking to the neighbour boy. carl i think his name is. you know i dont know. theres just so many fucking kids that live next door i cant keep track. i think theres a crack baby to." i chcoked on the mtn dew i was orginaly drinking. "well. way to be a neighbour." i walked through the house and out the door. "yo con. you know any place around here i can get a pack?" i noticed the boy he was playing with couldnt be no more than 15. "yeah actualy just walk down this road here and your gonna be coming up on one. trust me. you cant go far without running into one of them bad boys. im carl by the way." i nodded at him. "thanks lil man." i waved by and took off down the street. i looked around my surroundings as i walked. i heard sirens in the back ground and trains going across the bridges, so many sounds, so many sights. over wealmed by this i acidently walked into a man. "shit man im fucking sorry. didnt see you." i brushed my shirt off and looked up. there stood a man dressed in all black, he looked me up and down then rolled his eyes. he started walking off. "well someone pissed in his cherios." i said to myself while walking into a corner store. a man about in his 20 stood behind the counter eyeing me.

"if your gonna steal anything just take the cheaper stuff." i schoofed at him and walked towards the back to check this place out. There was a guy standing back there looked to be around 16 maybe 17. he turned around and smiled at me. "ive never seen you around here." i rolled my eyes at his attempt to flirt. "silent type? thats cool to. im ian." i sighed to myself and turned around. "iz. not intrested. sorry." he laughed and returned his gaze to me. "not like that. so. new around here?" i smiled at him and said "yeah actualy. just moved in with my grandma down the street." he nodded at me and smiled. "back to work ian." the indian lookin dude said. as soon as i finished that thought i new the pills had kicked in. my body went numb for a second as the drug pumped through my body. "hey you ok? you were swaying a bit?" i nodded my head. "yeah all good. nothin but a pep in my step!" i giggled and walked back up to the counter. "yo. give me a pack of some good ole pallmall menthol 100." he looked behind him and grabbed the pack for me. "have a good day." i laid a 5 on the table and walked out.

i walked outside, opened my pack and took one out. i lit it up as i was walking down the street. my house came into view as i saw my little brother sitting outside with that boy carl and some red headed girl. i walked up and sat beside him. "im izzy. this guys sister." i said to the red head. "im debbie. did you just move in?" i looked at coner and then abck at her. "yeah. with our grandma." she nodded her head. "so uh. how old are you?" debbie asked me. "i will be 19 in 3 months!" she smiled. "your our older brothers age. you should come meet him." i shurgged my shoulders and stood up. "lead the way red." she looked at me and smiled. "if you get to call me red i get to call you blondie." i laughed and nodded. "you got it." she lead me across the yard and into a gated fence. as we approched the door i could hear screaming from inside. just as we hit the bottom stair the door opened and an older man came flying out the door. "you ungrateful children! i give you life and this is how you repay me? by making me sleep outside!" the man stumbled while trying to get up. i grabbed his arm and helped him to his feet. "well thank you sweet young girl. i bet youd be a better daughter then the ones i have." he said while looking over at debbie. "well stop bringing drugs around and stealing our shit frank." debbie grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. "thats frank. my dad. but hes a piece of shit." i laughed. "yeah my dad ran off when i was 5. i feel you homegirl." we linked arms and walked into her living room. "this is where we chill and what not." there was beer cans sitting all over the table and ash trays filled with cig butts. "do you mind?" i pulled out a cig and she shock her head. "and this way is our dinning room and kitchen." she swung her hands out like she was displying a prize off of wheel of fourtune or some shit show. "bathroom stair case. up the stairs another bathroom and the bedrooms." i heard someone running down the stairs. "and this is lip. lip this is izzy she just moved in next door." he looked me up and down. trust me i was doing the same. he had a perfect jaw line and nice amazing eyes.

"welcome to the neighbour-hood."