oxygen - carl gallagher story {𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮𝓭}

tears & parties

y'all, this has so many words so prepare yourself  - can you please share this story, comment what you think and stuff like that bc idk if I should continue this or not
shoutout to teaandanxiety bc they voted for all my chapters - ty bby

I offered to get it and the door flew open to reveal a bitch named Dominique. (if y'all didn't guess, then you're a little slow bahaha)

She stormed past me and straight up the stairs. I just laughed to myself until I hear her scream "THAT BITCH!!" and I knew I was fucked. Ian grabbed me and put me behind where he was standing. Lip and Fiona both moved to either side of Ian and I smiled. When Dom came down from Carl's room, she searched the place with her eyes and I had disappeared.

Carl also came downstairs behind her and didn't see me either. She turned to him and slapped him "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU FUCKED THAT WHORE" I tensed at her called me that but kept silent.

"I didn't fuck her" he said pleading and I nearly threw up at how much she influenced his mood. She didn't deserve that power. He continued "I slept with her" he states with a shrug.

"I SAW HER CLOTHES ON THE FLOOR NEXT TO YOURS. don't play dumb" she threatened. Well, that would look suggestive. It's good 'I wasn't there' because I sure as hell wouldn't have heard the next words if he knew I was.

"I'm not playing dumb, I slept with her and would rather sleep with her in my arms for the rest of my life than touch your dirty, gonorrhoea pussy again" he spoke, seemingly confident. I saw through it, his hands were shaking and I just wanted to grab it and tell him it was all okay. Once the words processed I was completely stunned. She had gonorrhoea? From him? Or was she cheating as well? Is that why he felt it was okay to kiss me? Shit. Fuck. Fucking shit.

Her eyes went wide as she knew she was beaten. She spun so fast she almost blurred and ran out of the door. Carl's cocky mask faltered slightly and my heart broke for him. He was happy with her and it was over. I could see he was about to burst into tears. Ignoring his audience, he ran upstairs and slammed his door so hard it shook the house.

When he was out of sight, Ian turned around and looked at me. I was sat in a tiny ball behind him, completely shaken and thinking through A LOT. He picked me up and sat me on the sofa, it was cold and I flinched.

*2 hours later*

Once I felt it was safe and the coast was clear I ran upstairs. I was aiming for Carl's room but bumped into a hard chest. As I looked up at him, he looked down with a slight redness to his eyes. He didn't know I knew but that didn't stop me from encircling him in my tiny arms. I wrapped them around his torso, wanting to make him feel as safe as he made me. I don't think it was working. Small sobs wracked his body and mine. Dominique broke my best friend and for that; I was going to end her.

We slowly walked back into his room without breaking the hug, I sat on his bed and he placed his head on my lap. I played with his hair, remembering the first time I saw him with cornrows and how they made me laugh. Out of nowhere, his snores are the sounds filling the room. With his head in my lap, I didn't want to move. In that moment I felt wanted and needed.

After about 45 minutes of me playing with his hair and scrolling through my phone, I need to pee. Carefully as I can, I lift his head and replace my legs with a pillow. I kiss his head and go to the toilet. On the way out, I see Ian walking up the stairs. Our eyes meet and I signal for him to be quiet and point to Carl. "I need to talk to you" he says in a whisper and I point in the general direction of the kitchen.

We go downstairs, trying to avoid the loose floorboards because as much as I love spending time with Carl, I need to speak to Ian. I sit in the same seat as yesterday when I had my conversation with Lip. Ian sits in the seat next to mine and starts rambling on about Mickey. I listen intently and give advice where possible. Soon after he's done I speak up "Um Ian, do you think I should tell Carl I know what he said earlier? or should I let him tell me?" he shrugs. Wow, so helpful. Checking the time, I realise it's around half three. I jog up the stairs to wake up Carl and mention the part to him.