kind of a badass//Carl Gallagher

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Two weeks later

Tye decided on staying over every night until I could get my stitches out even though my aunt said she'd keep an eye on me. "I just want to make sure." Was his excuse.  I didn't mind anyway. Fiona had been updating me on how many girls Carl's brought home every time my friends and I would go to Patsy's. Kev and V got their bar back without me, which made me extremely proud, except Svetlana has been around a bit. I wasn't too fond of her. She seemed to trick Kev and V into giving her 50% profit of the bar using sex. She was a Russian prostitute when she arrived here though. Either way, it was gross and I've been coming up with ways to get her to give them two thirds back. She can't use sex on me. 

I sat up on my bed, suddenly having the urge to throw up and feeling sick. I ran to the bathroom, throwing up. i puked so much V ran upstairs to make sure i was okay. "I woke up feeling nauseous." I answered her as she knelt down, rubbing my back. "Probably just the flu." I stood up slowly. She stood up, brushing my hair from my face. "Maybe it's the head wound. You can't be pregnant you have birth control." I nodded. "It's probably the head wound. I slept on that side last night." She nodded. "I'll get some Tylenol." She hugged me. "Take your shower." i nodded. I took a shower, did my normal morning routine and walked back to my room. "Tye." I shook him awake. He lived in the frat house but class didn't start until fall so he's been sleeping in a lot lately. "You need to go back to your own place. I'm fine." I laughed, throwing his shirt at him. He sat up smiling. "Getting those stitches out today so yeah I'll be heading home."  He hugged me tightly. "Okay, i'm sick so don't stay too close." I laughed pulling away. "Want me to go on a soup run?" I shook my head. "goodbye now." He smiled and walked out of my room. "Sorry if i've been imposing V, thanks for letting me stick around." I heard him say as he hit the stairs. V walked in with water and Tylenol. "Respectable and has a future for himself? Keep him, girl." She laughed handing me the Tylenol. I shook my head and took the medicine. "I like him. I just don't get that feeling that he should be anything more than a placeholder. You know? I mean he's hot as hell, sweet, funny, smart, athletic, totally out of my league, but I just don't feel that spark." 

She shook her head at me laughing. I scrunched my brows confused at her. She looked up to see my face and rolled her eyes. "You never  feel that spark. Do you not remember any guy you've ever dated. I mean come on! You never date anyone more than a month. If you forget you're the one who came to me a year ago asking if there was something wrong with you because of it." She then let out a little laugh, "You asked me if you were a lesbian for feeling that way." I shook my head laughing. "But the thought of girls freaked me out." She started laughing. "But... I have felt that spark... recently." My heart dropped, a hint of sadness broke from my hard shell. "With Tye? You just sai-" I shook my head. She frowned. "He hurt you. Don't tell me you're upset about that fucker still are you?" I sighed and looked out of my window to the Gallagher house. She smacked my arm. "Hey what the fuck V!" I shouted. She was shaking her head at me with a disappointed expression. "I've never seen you like this." She stood up off of my bed, "I'll be right back." She left my room quickly. 

I shrugged my confusion off and picked up my phone. Riley had texted me seeing if i wanted to hang out. 

ME: sorry i can't. i'm sick. think i have the flu. sorry love. 

Riley: No, it's called withdraw. Ever since your head stopped hurting and you stopped taking Dro's we did too. We're all feeling it. So figured we could meet up with our plug then get some food?

Me: It can't be withdraw... we aren't addicted...

Riley: I thought we weren't either but here we are with all the symptoms. 

Me: Okay give me like 20 minutes. 

I threw on some shorts and a muscle tee. I wasn't feeling well enough to look cute today. I was searching for my shoes when i heard my aunts voice. "You two cannot come out of this room until you work things out. I've never seen you like this D." She pushed Carl into the room and slammed the door behind her. I shook my head and walked to the door. I pulled it but she had ahold of it. "Nope not getting away that easy D." Somehow she knew it was me. I turned to look at Carl. He looked good. Real good. 

His eyes were puffy though. Those beautiful blue-green eyes.   His skin was clear. He had on this black muscle tank-hoodie thing which made his arms look really good, and some black and grey camouflage shorts. He stood in the middle of my room, staring at me. "Have you been crying? It's been two weeks, Carl. Plus, you did this to yourself." I plopped down on my bed, laying against the wall (i don't have a headboard) and laying my feet across the bed since it looked like we'd be here a while. "I haven't been... i know it's my fault." I raised my brows in shock. I wasn't really expecting that. Usually he denies it and blames it on me. "Oh..." was all i managed to say. "I don't know what i was thinking that night. I know i was wrong. For everything. I just didn't want to admit it because you looked, unharmed and with that fucking... bison. what does he do like pump iron every day?" I shook my head at him, cheeks burning red now. "Unharmed? Why the fuck do you think i was with him in the first place? I was pissed and hurt. Oh and two weeks ago, you saw me right? yeah you were with that girl again, yeah, i drank a ton and fell off the fucking counter and busted my head open trying to get over you!" I pointed to the stitches on my head which were now throbbing because of my anger. 

"These come out today. I'm not saying it's your fault but i'm saying i wasn't unharmed." i sighed, taking a deep breath to relax. I don't know why i got so heated. I've never been that pissed over stupid shit a guys done to me. "I'm sorry." He stated, stepping towards me. He had a tear running down his face. "I showed up to that party with her because i knew you'd be there with... him. which, nice letterman by the way that sure doesn't look like your purple one." He pointed to  the blue and yellow letterman sitting on top of my nightstand. Tye must have forgotten it. I shook my head. Carl was really yelling about the letterman of the one guy i've brought home since him when he has been bringing home multiple women? Hell no. "Yeah. It's Tye's but at least it's been one guy. Not 13." He brought home two in one night so that made 13. "You were counting?" He looked confused. I nodded. 

"Well at least i'm not dating them!" I rolled my eyes. "Carl, you and i both know i am hardly dating Tye. He's been sleeping over to make sure i don't have some kind of weird sleeping pattern due to the injury, because the doc said i should have someone monitor my fucking sleep. That's it! We slept together once. Literally. That was the night you said we were over." I felt an angry tear roll down my face because yes, i am a girl who cries when they get severely pissed. He walked closer, "you know why i've been fucking every girl i could? Because i was trying to ignore the fact i lost you for good. I didn't want to deal with the pain so i distracted myself." I rolled my eyes such a sad excuse. True or not. 

"Bullshit Carl Gallagher!" I shouted, standing up inches from his face, clenching my fists. I wanted to deck him right then. Something in my mind told me not to, but i was close to doing so. "You know what? Fuck this. I'm Leaving." He turned to the door, probably going to tell V her plan didn't work and he hated me. Then, as odd as it sounds, a rush of sadness washed over me as the thought of him leaving and hating me went through my mind. "Carl?"

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Authors note

i'm up at four in the fucking morning on a fucking sunday (not like i have class anyways) writing this because ideas kept flowing. Also, i put a kind of broken fourth wall in there for anyone who watches Riverdale. Tbh it's so far off from the Archie comics but it's still decent, then again i only watch it for the hot guys but the plot is good too. Hope you enjoyed. 

by the way if you have seen episode 7 of Shameless i am fucking flipping shit it is so good. That little mf "Fuck" Moan oml kill me now i'm in heaven. I'm legal E hml. lmao. I wonder if he knows what the fuck wattpad is lmao. 5sos have secret accounts so i stopped writing my 5sos ones. If E joined wattpad i'd piss myself and delete tf out of this because it has a lot of smut. Plus, Ian makes me so sad sometimes like i genuinely feel bad for him. My cousin has bipolar disorder and he was sent to juvie because he was having a break down and took the wheel of the van his mom was driving and yanked it to crash off a bridge (with all 10 of his siblings- that family we don't really like to claim because all the kids are missing like a finger or two and the mom likes to shove her head through walls) in Florida like 7 years ago and didn't know he was bipolar until he got to juvie and they tested him. Now he's 18 so they let him out due to his disorder. So i understand how tough it can be for Ian and if he even skips a day of meds he can break. Poor baby. Also Kev and V with the dominance thing that was hot. Lip and the professor almost made me cry. Hands down best episode of season 8 so far. Anyways I hope i left you on a cliff hanger and ill be bringing some characters back into it i know i've been slacking. 

~Delilah B xx

Sorry for the long ass authors note.