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For the 30th time, I move my spoon in a circular motion in my coffee. The strongest coffee the Gallaghers have which was also doused with cream and tons of sugar. I haven't been sleeping well ever since Ethan gave Lip a beat up face. I feel Fiona's eyes glued to me while holding her coffee. I look up and continue to mix the sugar with the coffee.
"You want some coffee with your sugar?" Fiona smirks.
"I'm tired." I sigh.
"Physically or mentally?" She asks. Fiona invited me over while Lip was out the house to talk. She has been dealing with a lot and just wanted to vent. Vent about how her ex Steve is back and how overwhelming it is for her. Franks mother is back in town, medical furlough, so that should be interesting.
I don't answer and attempt to take a sip out of my sugar coffee that is incredibly bad for me. I make a face and put down the coffee in disgust.
"So what's going on with Lip and Ethan?" Fiona asks. I knew this question would show up the minute she invited me. I could see the worry on her face. I didn't want to answer because the answer was, "Does it have to do with you?"
My face expression answers her question. She takes another sip of her coffee, and I bury my head in my arms that laid on the kitchen counter.
"I couldn't help it!" I mumble loudly on my arm. I pick my head up and desperately look at Fiona. "Your brother is quite charming," I tell her
"The famous Gallagher charm." She smirks and grabs my mug to clean it.
"What do I do?" I ask.
"They will figure it out themselves. They gotten close, can't throw away a friendship because two people happen to like each other. Shit happens." She says. I stand up to hug her, I've always wanted a big sister.
"Incoming! Lip is on his way toward the door!" Debbie yells from the living room windows.
I grab my keys and phone and head toward the kitchen door, "That's my queue, thanks, Fiona."
"You're welcome. Talk to Ethan and makes things right with him too, family first." She says as I grab the doorknob.
"I will. See you later!" I shout and hesitate once I locked eyes with Lip. His sad beat up face watched as I left him once again.
I walk home after spending my day clearing my thoughts and felt my stomach start to knot. I hated confrontation, but I loved to argue. I hate to be wrong and love to be right. Something was telling me that I will lose this confrontation with Ethan. I have a plan though, to agree to everything and just stay in my room for awhile. I didn't want things to get worse with us since we are really all we have.
I see an odd car parked across the street from my house, and I stare at it while walking across. I run up my steps and open my door, locking it immediately after coming inside. I run toward the window curtains and peek out the window trying to see if anyone was inside the car. The windows were tinted and the car type looked like the cars pa's men would use.
