Partners In Crime // Carl Gallagher (COMPLETED)

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She cried for what felt like forever remembering her mother, she cried until she physically couldn't anyone. Then, she wiped her eyes and walked to the Gallagher's house like nothing had happened. She gave the rest of the money to Carl because she knew she'd be a wreck after watching the video. He gave it to Fiona to pay the bank and now everyone was celebrating.

She walked in with puffy eyes and no emotion, everyone was celebrating, they were happy, they had every right to be. "Here's your nephew, I'm going to dance now" Svetlana said the second she saw her enter the house. She shoved Yevgeny into her arms and walked into the living room so she could join the fun. "Mimi" the child cooed, the three children all called her Mini, it was sweet. She rested him on the counter but stood in front of him with her arms around him so he was protected. Debbie walked up to her holding Franny smiling.

"Thank you for doing this" she said, putting a hand on the girls shoulder as Missy looked at her confused. "You bought the house back, you didn't have to do that" she said as Missy sighed and nodded. "Yes, I did. You've all been too good to me" she began but Debbie cut her off. "No, Miss. you've protected me for as long as I can remember and I'll always be thankful. We mightn't have been the best of friends but you've always been like my sister" she said while smiling, Missy's heart swelled with pride but, of course, she wouldn't show it, she just nodded. "Anytime Debs" she whispered as she held her nephew closer to her. It was always nice to appreciated. "I'll always protect you too" she whispered to the little boy because pressing a kiss on his forehead. "And so will your daddy, he loves you so much, I hope you know that" she continued as Yevgeny laughed. "Yes, that's right, he does" he coped as Mandy and Lip came into the kitchen. "Missy" Mandy called before walking over to her, Lip grabbed a beer from the fridge and followed the girl over.

"Where have you been lately ?" Missy asked while handing her sister their nephew, her tone wasn't the best but she genuinely just wanted to know. "Just in work. I'm back now though, me and Lip are dating too now" she said while wrapping an arm around the Gallagher boy who took a sip and nodded. "I'll take this little guy to see his dad" she said while walking away with Yevgeny, Lip was about to follow her but Missy grabbed his wrist to tell him to stay, he just stared at his hand on his arm. "Miss ?" he asked with his eyebrow raised but she had no intentions of letting go. "Don't take her for granted" she said, she was serious, her tone was brash and he knew she was just trying to play the protective sister role. "I won't do that, you don't need to worry" he said through a nod, thinking she'd let go and he'd be free. She noticed she was squeezing too hard so let go and folded her arms. He was about to walk away until she heard her speak again.

"You've done it before. She busted her ass trying to get you into college, she lied and stole to pay for it. You were too in love with that skank Karen to see it. You're only nice to me when you're screwing her like all those times in the ice cream truck, you were screwing her" she began but he stopped her. "I care about you Missy and I care about Mandy too. I get it, you two will always be way too protective over each-other because of her track record and Milkoviches don't fall in love but I'm hear to say this time" he said while tapping her on the back and walking into the living room to find her. She knew it was going to end in tears on Mandy's behalf, it always did.

She waited a few seconds and followed him so she could say hello to everyone. "There she is" Frank shouted as Monica ran up to her. "Missy, hi sweetheart" she shouted while hugging her, Missy was beyond uncomfortable and took a step back awkwardly, she didn't expect to see Monica after just seeing a video of her at fifteen. "Oh my god, you're Shell's double. Isn't she her double Frankie" she continued as the man nodded in agreement, Missy immediately looked to Carl so she had the clarity that she wasn't the only one who found it weird but he was talking to Mickey.  "How is she ?" Monica then asked with a hand on Missy's shoulder, the girl, once again, took a step back. "My mom-she-she's dead. She's been dead for the past twelve years" she said, thrown off by the question as the woman nodded. "No, no, I know that. Of course I do, we were pregnant at the exact same time. She had you, I had Carl, a few days apart like best friends should" she said to the group, it was becoming too overwhelming for Missy, she wasn't expecting this.

"Don't pretend you knew she was dead Monica or better yet, I'd rather you did. You didn't care about her, you didn't even show up to her funeral" she shouted as Frank stepped in-front of Monica. "Hey, hey, calm down. Monnies here to sign some papers and she's leaving. Be nice. You care about your dad right ?" he said while smiling. "You're not my fucking dad Frank" she spat as she pushed passed him. "No, you know what, I'm not but I'm as good as" he shouted after her as she stormed up the stairs. She didn't like how Frank claimed to be her second father, he wasn't a dad to his own kids. He just played the role when he had something to gain. She wasn't sure why she stormed up the stairs, she didn't live there but Ian was quick to follow her. She was curled up on Carl's bed when he found her. 

"You really told Frank and Monica" Ian joked softly as he stood by the door to give her some space. She sat up once hearing her voice. "I'm sorry, last night Dad gave me this disc, mom made a bunch of videos for us kids. I saw one that had our parents as kids and it just really fucked with me. I just watched it, I didn't mean to lash out" she explained as she began crying again. Ian climbed up next to her and immediately pulled her in for a hug. He was always like a brother to her. "I know you didn't" he whispered into the top of her head. Carl was next to burst into the room. "What's wrong ?" he asked, he was just standing there and felt useless to her. "She's just a bit shaken up, Terry gave her a disc with video messages from her mom" Ian said, once again in the soft tone, he was stroking Missy's hair, he always felt protective over her, like he was with Mandy, but now he felt the need to protect Missy more, especially now he was dating Mickey and knew how much Mickey felt the need to protect her too.

"Terry gave it you" Carl asked as she nodded. "I don't know why, I don't know where he got it from" she said while wiping her eyes. "And we're positive it was actually her and not a paid actor. This is Terry Milkovich we're talking about" he said slowly as she nodded. "Yes I'm fucking sure Carl. My mom was talking, your mom and dad was there. My dad was there" she barked as he nodded. "Okay, I'm sorry" he said while climbing up next to her. Ian hadn't let go of her yet so Carl sat there awkwardly.

"The fuck happened down there. Why's Miss crying ?" Mickey shouted, he burst through the door and blew cigarette smoke all around the room. He was angry, he didn't care what had happened, he just knew his sister was crying and he had someone to kill. No one answered, all to afraid of what he'd say if they mentioned his mother. "Did Carl break your heart or something because I'll break his fucking jaw. I nearly did it to Ian because of Mandy" he said, he had his cigarette resting in his mouth and he was practicing punching. "Yes Mick, you did" Ian mumbled as they both laughed. Once Mickey realised he wasn't getting an answer, he started getting agitated but Ian stood up but within seconds they left and it was just Carl and Missy.

"Why are we even fighting ?" he asked, he put his head on his pillow and she stayed fighting up. "You got jealous of Mike" she said blankly as he nodded. "Oh yeah" he said awkwardly as she flopped backwards so her head was on his chest. "I promise you, nothings going on between us" she whispered as he nodded and pressed a kiss on her head. "I know, I guess I'm just still a bit-" he began as she interrupted him, she always knew what he was thinking, he didn't even need to finish his sentence. "Hurt by the whole Dom tbing ? I get it, she let her dad think you had gonorrhoea while she was cheating" she said as he smiled. "You've always understood me" he whispered as he ran his fingers through her hair. "You were never hard to understand. Like Monica said, we were born around the same time bout the only thing she got right" she said as her boyfriend agreed. "Yup, I'm February eight, you're February tenth" he said as she nodded and pressed a kiss on his lips, things  were just getting back on track. 

All until the front door was kicked open and the music downstairs stopped. "Where the fuck is she ?"