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We all get to the hospital where they brought Monica to. I called Carl's military school so he could come see her.
We all sat in the waiting room while Monica was in the surgery. The doctor finally came out and she said that Monica died from a hemrage. We were all surprised that it wasn't from drugs.
Frank was sitting outside of the hospital so I decided to go tell him what had happened.
I got outside and he was sitting on the curb.
"Frank. She's dead." I said.
He didn't even look at me. He ran off and acted like I was never there.
I went back up to the room and they were all ready to leave.
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We all sat at the kitchen table looking at Monica's things. It was a bunch of shit that didn't matter. We all talked for a while and I decided to go upstairs to put Ellie to bed.
I put Ellie in her crib and then lay in my bed. All I could think about was Carl. I needed him right now. I'm struggling with this fucking baby. He needs to step up and he here with his kid and his girlfriend.
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I woke up and walked towards the stairs to the living room. I heard someone downstairs so I grabbed the bat from off the wall.
I held the bat up ready to swing at any moment. I slowly make it to the kitchen and Carl was standing there making some breakfast in his uniform.
"Oh my fuck Carl! You scared the shit out of me!" i yelled.
I jumped into his arms.
"You look like a narc." I laughed.
He laughed and kissed me on the forehead. I'm glad he was back. I hope he stays for a while.
We talked about his experience about military school. He was saying how he ruled that bitch. He wouldn't stop smiling and it made me so happy.
The whole family filed in the kitchen. Frank came running in and grabbed Liam, Carl. Debbie and I.
He grabbed the key that was Monica's stuff and he brought us to a storage unit.
We hid behind the wall making sure no cameras saw us.
"How old are you guys?" Frank asked.
"16." Debbie said.
"15" Carl and I said in unison.
"Really I though you guys were younger than that." Frank said.
Frank looked at Ellie.
"She can't even walk Frank." I yelled.
"Okay Okay! Liam you go." Frank pushed Liam toward the gate.
Liam opened the gate so we all ran inside the fence.
We found her storage unit and was packed with stupid shit.
Carl found birthday cards that were never sent to them.
"Fuck Fuck Fuck!!!!" Frank jumped around.
Frank turned towards us and held meth in his hands.
"Holy shit!" I yelled.
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"Frank, we can't keep the meth." Fiona yelled.
"Who thinks it is a bad idea?" Frank said.
We all looked at each other. I thought it was a good idea. I could sell it to get stuff for Ellie.
We heard a knock on the door so we grabbed the meth and ran upstairs. Frank tried putting it in Ellie's crib.
"What the fuck frank!!" I yelled.
Frank ran back downstairs so I hid the meth somewhere else. I am not getting caught with that shit.
They all came back upstairs. Frank went looking for the meth and flipped out that he couldn't find it.
"Where is it?" Frank yelled.
"I hid it." I yelled.
Frank threw me against the wall and held me in a chokehold for a few seconds before Carl grabbed him off of me. He then started to choke Fiona. Ian, Lip and Carl got a hold of him and threw him against the wall.
There was hand marks on my neck and I could barely breathe.
