Partners In Crime // Carl Gallagher (COMPLETED)

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Six pm rolled around and Mickey got off work so the pair began the walk to the Alibi. "What's wrong with you ? You're being all quiet for no reason" he said bitterly while playing with the keys in his hands, he was concerned about it her but didn't want to show it too much. "Did you watch the DVD mom made ?" she asked, afraid of his reaction as he nodded. "And what did you think ?" she asked with her gaze on the floor incase he erupted. "She's dead, what is there to think ?" he said through a shrug, she could tell he definitely felt something from the change in his face. "Did it not make you, like, sad ?" she asked as he shrugged again, he was always a closed book when it came to Shelley so she wasn't expecting much.

"I spent the time when she was sick with Dad so I barely remember her, I barely remember anything from being a kid being honest here. It was nice to hear her voice though, why ? Something on it bothering you ?" he asked as she stayed silent and looking down. "You're inner circle, Missy" he then said so she looked up at him, she knew how much that sentence meant. "I only watched one but it was hard. Y'know, hearing her voice again, seeing her fifteen and knocked up and seeing dad, so-so nice" she managed to say as he nodded, agreeing with her. "For me, seeing your second birthday really hit because you could tell she was sick watching it but our family was so oblivious to it because we just saw her as someone we needed instead of someone who needed us. We could've caught it way sooner and maybe, just maybe, she'd still be here" he said while wiping tears from his eyes and stepping on his cigarette before holding the door open for Missy to walk into the Alibi.

"Mick" Ian said immediately, wrapping him in a hug, dragging him over to table and handing him a beer. She knew there was no malice behind the action, he was just so beyond grateful to have his boyfriend home and didn't want to waste a second of his freedom. Mike was standing at the bar, alone so she joined him.

"Hey" she said through a smile as he looked up, not expecting her to be there. "Oh, hi" he said, smiling back at her, he was happy to see her. "Carl come yet ?" she asked as he shook his head. "Your dads been hollering your name for the past half hour" he said as she shrugged. "Fuck him" she said while picking up a random beer and taking a swig of it. It wasn't until she looked up that she realised it belonged to Fiona since she was standing there with her hands on her hips. "You can't drink that, you'll cost Kev his licence" she said as the girl scoffed. "Jimmy always let me" she said while taking another swig, she had to admit, it was hard adjusting back to her old way of life since Jimmy let her life however she wanted to. "Jimmy's not here anymore, you're not with him, you're with your family who love you and need to provide for you. If you drink their supplies, they won't be able to because they won't have a licence" she said but Missy just shook her head. "Yeah, come in Miss, maybe you've had enough" Mike said trying to take the bottle from her. She tugged it back and forth with him but gave up once she realised he wasn't stopping. He just bought Fiona another beer and apologised for the girls actions.

"Marissa Teri Milkovich, get your ass over here now with my beer" Terry roared so Kevin slid the beer across the counter to her. "He wouldn't take it from anyone else" he hissed so she picked it up and brought it to him. She set it down, about to walk away to enjoy her night but he grabbed her by the hair which caused her to shriek. It alerted Mike and Carl had just entered the bar, alone.

"Where's my welcome home dad ?" he shouted while dragging her to the centre of the bar. "Hey" Mickey shouted but he was just met by an array of slurs from his father. "I thought you loved me Marissa, I thought you were the only one who did" he spat while throwing her into the floor. Everyone saw, everyone wanted to do something but no one had the courage to. "Dad, everyone's watching" Iggy whispered from behind. "Well, let this be a lesson to you all, this is what happens when you fuck with Terry Milkovich" he spat before kicking Missy into the stomach. "This is for disrespecting me" he shouted while kicking her again. "This is for my leaving my family" he shouted while kicking her again. "And this is for killing Shelley. You fucking mistake. You killed her. She was fine until you were born" he spat while taking the cigarette from his mouth and pressing it against her arm. She lay on the floor, not crying, not wincing in pain, not even acknowledging that he had opened up all the stitching on his stomach with his forceful kicks.

"What the fuck" Mickey shouted, he stood up, she knew she'd had enough and couldn't take anymore. "Sit down" Terry ordered but Mickey walked over. "She's your fucking kid. Your youngest kid at that. She was the only one out of six who gave a fuck if you lived or died and you show your appreciation by kicking her til she bleeds. She's seventeen, pick on someone your own size" he spat, Missy was lying under the bar, taking it all in. She felt dead, she couldn't move.

"Jesus Missy" Mike whispered as he crawled under the bar and dragged her with him so she was behind with with Kev and V. Her eyes were barely staying open. "Oh-oh my god" V whispered as Carl came around the corner. "Missy" he shouted in shock, he wanted to vomit, seeing the one he loved on the floor in a state like she was but he resisted and bent down next to her. "Wake up, come on, wake up" he whispered but she didn't answer, she could if she wanted to but she didn't. Her head was on Mike's lap and she was a mess.

Carl was livid, he immediately walked up to Terry and joined Mickey in punching him. "Missy, Missy, can you hear me" Kevin asked as he sat next to her. "Yeah" she croaked out so they were relieved. Mandy was next to enter the bar, Fiona led her straight behind it to see her. "Jesus fucking Christ that monster did this to you" the girl whispered while rubbing her little sisters head, Missy just nodded. She pointed at Mandy's cheek. Mandy just grabbed Missy's hand and held it. Not trying to make the scar she tried to hid with makeup obvious to the others. Mike was looking at her suspiciously but Mandy just brushed it off.

"Where's Carl ?" Missy asked while sitting up a little too fast. "He's beating up your dad" Mike said as she rubbed her eyes. "He is. Oh my god no. He's going to kill him" she said scared as Mike shook his head. "Sit back. Vs coming to stitch you up. She went home to get the supplies" Mike whispered as she nodded.