1955 S Trumball Ave

Chapt. 3

 "As a child my family's menu consisted of two choices; take it or leave it"

                             -Buddy Hackett

"Ok, so can You explain to me who is who when it comes to these people, Ian?" I asked. He nodded.

"The bigger-ish one on the end is Jamie. The blonde stupid looking one is Iggy. You already know Mandy seeing as you just tore her a new asshole at home, but the one she is talking to who is also staring you down like you aren't shit is the terror of the south side...Mickey." Ian said, quickly gulping down his beer. He got up, pulling me with him.

"Come on....we need to go." He spoke quickly, taking me with him.

"Go where Ian?! I don't know the south side of fucking Chicago!" I yelped, looking behind me. the Milkovich's were following us. "Fuck, Dahila! What the fuck did you get yourself into?!" I silently cursed myself.

Ian pulled me into a little corner store called Kash and Grab, saying something that he works here and his boss might let us hide there. As soon as we walked in a tall, dark man was behind the counter and acknowledged us.

"Ian, what the fuck is going on? Mickey and his brothers were in here looking for you earilar" He said, looking around frantically.

"It's not me they want it's her" Ian said, motioning to me and grabbing me to hide somewhere. As we headed towards his little hiding spot, the door to the little corner store swung open and the guys from the bar earilar waltzed in, the one Ian said I should be worried about the most leading the pack.

"IAN GALLAGHER! YOU MESSED WITH THE WRONG GIRL!" Mickey screamed, and Ian made a run for it to the room next to the cooler. I just stood there, dumbfounded as towards what to do.

Mickey stared me down, and smiled.

"So you're the new one in town that fucked with my sister?" He asked. I just sweetley nodded, and cracked my neck.

"That would be me, yes."

He grunted, and the rest of the pack looked me up and down like I was a piece of meat. Again Mickey smiled and looked at me dead in the eyes.

"Well, princess. That's not going to work. You don't get to talk to Mandy like that just because" He said, running his hand through his head. I cocked my head to the side.

"No, here's what's up. YOUR sister doesn't get to talk to ME like that just because. Mickey, right? Yeah. From what I'm told you and your merry band of fuckin' half retarded brothers act like You're god's given fuckin gift to the trash of the south side of Chicago. You might terrorize others in this city, but not me nor my fuckin' family. Now I've been up for a total of two fucking days packing my shit and coming to this fuckin' city in a state where they can't even afford to pay the winner's of a fuckin' lotto JUST to meet the family that in all honesty I didn't even know I had. Your sister decided to put in her two cents into a conversation that had absolutely god damn nothing to do with her. Now the last time I checked, Debbie is MY sister. I don't give a flying fuck what the fuck happened in that house before today but since I am here I am trying to be a positive role model for those kids besides Fi. That means I will NOT be disrespected in MY own house by someone who is my whore of a brothers' fuck for the week. I don't give a shit if your a Milkovich. Your last name means absolutely nothing to me.  Now leave me the fuck alone before I fucking beat the shit out of you like I should have your sister. Mkay?" I spoke. I assume you could hear the irritation in my voice because the look on Mickey's face turned from 'i dont understand why shes speaking' to  'did this bitch just really'.

Again I smiled sweetly, taking a newport out of my pack and lighting it. I inhaled, exhaling the smoke in his face and flicking the ciggerette at him and started walking away. Before I walked out the store I turned around and started speaking again.

"Oh and Mickey?" I asked. He turned around seething.

"Never fuck with a Gallagher."

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(Fast forward a year)

"DAHLIA!" I heard Fiona scream my name from the kitchen. I grunted and looked at the clock.

"It's 7 am... what in the absolute fuck." I got up, putting a teeshirt on. I slept in my sports bra and leggings, it's been fucking hot in this house with it being summer. I walked down stairs and into the kitchen where everyone was sitting at the table.

"Alright if this is a intervention can we do it later? I'm balls deep in tired and I'm half awake" I said, grabbing the coffee Fiona held out to me.

"No, it's not an intervention. It's your turn to get grocceries, and plus we need your side of the electric bill." Fiona spoke, trying to be cheerful. I already know she feel's extremely bad asking me for money..but I'm their sister. I came here a year ago to get to know them..and I was raised to help out when ever i could how ever I could.

I smiled sweetly, and ran up stairs grabbing my wallet. I pulled out $60 and ran back down stairs handing it to her.

"What ever is left over put it in the bank for the family savings" I spoke, running my hand for my hair.

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So as you guys can tell, this one is kinda short. I promise the next one is going to be longer!
One thing I would like to state obviously is that I am going to have bits and pieces of the actual Shameless story line  but adding in my own. The Mickey and Dahilia reletionship will be happening soon! Thank you so much for reading