SouthSide Heathens {Completed} (Edited)

C h a p t e r 3

"All I ever wanted was the world, I can't help but I need it all."

I sat on the bed next to Lip as Fiona held his foot "Really? An old lady on the train ?" Fiona shook her head not believing the story as she checked the boy's foot causing said boy to grip my arm hard like his life depended on it, it would probably leave a mark or light bruise on my tan-ish skin. I tried smacking his hand away but it didn't work, "The, um, the doors were closing on her walker and Lip barley got his foot in, in time to stop them from-" Lip's piercing scream stopped Ian's bullshit story, "Ow, Jesus ! Fiona !" She lifted her hands up. "Can't remember whether that's good or bad" I rolled my eyes,  "Obviously bad, Fi " I was enjoying that he was hurting after what he had said last night. Lip tried to lean his head against me but I just moved away, he frowned at me. "More likely, you two jumped the turnstiles again and he twisted it trying to out run the transit cops."

V walks in scoffing at Fiona's handy work, "No, no! Always elevate extremities! -Move before you give him a fucking embolism." She nods moving out the way for V to take over the situation. "You okay, Lip ? Sweetheart ?" He nods. "Yeah, just please don't touch it" V strokes his foot "Okay, wiggle your toes" He starts groaning as he tries to move his toes but can't "That seems bad V" She nods turning to Ian "Go to my house, top of the freezer- Two ice packs, second cupboard above the sink- Liquid ibuprofen, freezing spray, ACE bandages" Ian nods, moving to put on his coat, Fiona runs her fingers through her hair. "Shouldn't we get it X-rayed ?" V looks up at her with a 'really?' expression, "Fuck no! He'll be in the E.R. forever, and for what? 'Submetatarsal hematoma.' Thanks, tell us something we didn't know five hours ago. Fuck off." 

She turns to Ian "My bedroom, top of the T.V. -Packet of smokes and a lighter" He nods going to open the bedroom door, when suddenly there was a knock at the front door causing both Lip and Ian to jump in fright. Ian runs and hides under the bed, while Lip grabs a blanket covering himself and throws himself on me, "Oh, what have you done? What have you done?!" Fiona storms down stairs with Carl and Debbie trailing behind her. I pushed Lip off and stood up waiting for Fiona to get back, "Are you really mad still, Em ?" Lip says, peaking his head up from the blanket, in pursuit I didn't say anything. 

Once we were informed by Debbie that it was just the delivery guy, Ian left to go and get the stuff for Lip's foot and Lip sat up properly for V to look after him again. Once Fiona helped V getting Lip's foot wrapped up and gave him some Ibuprofen, they help him down stairs with me trailing behind. "Ice and Advil, keep your weight off it." I smiled at V, "Don't worry V, we got him" Fiona said, going to give her a hug. She nods as Ian helps him into the kitchen. "I thought you lot were broke Fi" I say seeing a Samsung washer, "That's what I said to her" V says, bumping her hip into Fiona's.

 "These were in the washer." She smiles as she picks up a bunch of flowers from the counter, V and I walking toward the flowers to see a card, "Steve?" I turn to look at V she shrugs in responce. Fiona rolls her eyes while she scoffs, "The other night..." V stares in space for a few second as she thinking when it finally clicks "No !" Fi smiles and nods, "who's Steve ?" I say in curiosity, V turns and smirks at me "Some guy, who fought a bouncer for her " it was my turn to smirk as I turned to Fiona, "And he's buying you a washer, damn Fi you must rock his world." She laughs as she walks away. 

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I walked up to the Milkovich house, taking a couple of deep breaths before knocking and surprise, surprise! Mickey-fucking-Milkovich opens the door smirking when he sees it's me 

"Hey baby, I didn't know you were coming here" he says leaning on the door way, pushing the door wider for me to get pass. "I'm not here for you milkobitch. I'm here for your dad." Pushing my hand up and down his chest while batting my eyes. He puts his hands up as if he was in surrender but as soon as I pushed pass him, one of his hand swiftly slap my ass. I didn't say anything and kept on walking, I just wanted my money and that's it. 

Look, it's not like I hate Mickey or any of the Milkovichs but Terry- I just dislike him. It's just I prefer not to be around their dad, as he tends to forget sometimes I'm his daughter's age and tries to make a move on me. Besides Mickey and I used to be friends with benefits- Like it's not awkward or anything just a bit of messing around like friends do plus Mandy, his sister and I go way back as we used to party and we still do.

"Oh Terry ! Where are you ? I got drugs" I called out in a playful tone as if we were play hide 'n' seek. "In here Emily" I followed the scruffy-sounding voice which led me to the living room with dirty clothes and dishes nearly everywhere. "Hey Terry, you want the usual? " I asked standing on the other side of the coffee table, laying out the drugs as he sat looking at them on the couch. "Sure thing lil' lady and here's a little extra since you never disappoint" He smacks down $200 with a extra $100, smiling, I give him a super quick hug before I pick up the money and saying bye to Mickey and Terry and going back home to Aunt Jenna.