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I ran all the way back to the Gallaghers house. Carl isn't here. I'm freaking out. What the fuck did his friend do. I ask one of Carl's family members where he could be.
"He could be at Sean's." the redhead replied.
"Okay thanks!" I ran out the front door all the way to Sean's apartment.
I open the door and Fiona opened the door.
"Is Carl here?" I said loudly.
"Yeah. Aren't you Morgan?" She questioned.
"Yeah where is he?" I needed to see him.
She pointed over to Carl lying in a bed in the corner.
"CARL!" I screamed while punching him in the arm.
He turns over with the saddest look on his face. He was trying to choke back his tears.
"Nick killed a guy."
"What the fuck"
"I don't know what to do without him." He tries not to cry.
"Well at least you now have me." I smirked.
Carl leaned in for a kiss but Fiona stopped us.
"ABOVE THE COVERS!!" Fiona screamed for the whole world to hear.
"Cockblock" I whispered into Carl's ear while laughing.
"Let's go outside" Carl grabbed my hand.
We get outside and Carl leads me to the back of the apartment. He points at the dumpster.
"Wanna go in there?" Carl smirked.
"That's fucking gross even for a Milkovich." I laughed.
Carl pins me to the wall and goes to my neck. It felt really good. I let out a slight moan. I look over and see a little boy that I think that I saw inside.
"Carl! Stop!" I pushed him off of me pointing to the little boy.
"What are you looking at?" Carl yelled.
The little boy pulls out a gun from behind him.
"WILL" Carl grabbed the gun out of his hand really quick.
"Why do you have a gun?" I whispered to the little boy.
"It was in the house." He cried.
"Fuck it's mine." Carl was shocked.
"What the fuck Carl!" I punched him in the arm.
"Go inside and act like nothing happened Will. Don't tell your dad or Fiona. Okay?" Carl needed to know he wasn't gonna snitch.
"I promise I won't say anything." Will said while walking back inside.
"Let's go now!" Carl grabbed my hand.
"Where the fuck are we going?" I screamed.
"I have to deal with something." Carl said in all seriousness.
We were walking for a while and we finally get to this house that looks like crackheads own it.
"Stay right here." Carl lets go of my hand.
I lean in for a kiss. I don't want him to go in there because what if something bad happens. He stops the kiss and starts to walk up to the door. After he knocks on the door for a bit, a black man came to the door.
"Lamar, I'm done with this." Carl hands him the gun.
"Boy you know you can't fucking quit." Lamar hits him in the head with Carl's gun.
Carl falls to the ground and I instantly go to his side.
"What the fuck man!" I screamed.
"Is this yo little slut now Carl?" Lamar laughed.
"Who the fuck do you think you are calling a slut?" I screamed.
"It's seems like I am calling you the slut." Lamar got all mad.
"I am a fucking Milkovich. Don't mess with me." I pull out a shiv from my back pocket of my jeans.
"Oh my god. Another fucking Milkovich." Lamar laughed in my face.
"Morgan, let's go" Carl whispered.
"You best listen to yo boyfriend little slut" Lamar pushed me.
"You won't see the last of me." I grabbed Carl's hand and started to walk to his house.
