Mine- Carl Gallagher

6- secrets

(A/N heyyy sorry I've been gone for a bit, finals are actually draining me)

/Jayden's POV\

Carl and I have spent so much time together these past couple of weeks. It's almost like we're dating.

Carl and I were laying in his bed, his family were who knows where, just a casual Saturday at the Gallagher house.

"Carl, I have a question." I sit up, asking him. He sits up next to me and ruffles his hair, "yeah?"

"Are we... you know.. together?" I ask, rubbing my arm with my hand.

"Well yeah we're together, you're with me right now." He tells me with that damn smirk on his face. I just roll my eyes.

"No I mean like dating."  I say, trying not to make eye contact.

Carl takes my face in his hands and I move my eyes back up to his. "Well I sure hope so," he says as I smile, "or else I wouldn't be doing this," he says as he kisses me.

Our kiss starts to get heated pretty fast, at this point his shirt is off and I'm on top of him. Right when he started to unhook my bra under my shirt we heard a knock.

Carl gave a loud sigh and put his shirt back on as I laughed and unlocked the door, revealing Debbie.

"Hey Jay, your brother is down stairs looking for you." She says, leaning against the door frame.

I look back at Carl and he gives me a sad smile. I walk back over and kiss his cheek, grabbing my bag next to him.

"Later babe." He said, as I smile at the fact that he called me babe. "Bye baby," I tell him and wink, as I walk out the door.

Debbie shuts the door behind her and walks up next to me. We both walk in silence for a couple seconds before we both break into laughter.

"Bye baby," Debbie says mimicking my voice as I punch her in the arm.

We get down stairs and I see Ash with a serious look on his face. My smile immediately fades as I realize what's going on.

I say goodbye to Debbie and I get into Asher's car.

I know Carl thinks I told him about my whole past at that diner one night, but I left out a very important part. My family is part of a gang, or was. One of the main reasons we moved all the way to Chicago was to get away.

My father was a Cristo since he was a kid, a small gang back in California. My brother and I were born into the life, but my father did some bad things that the gang didn't like, so we ran.

I was planning on telling him, but when he talked to me about when he was in the life, I just couldn't have him worrying about it.

We stopped the car outside of a bar, and I gave Ash a weird look.

"Mom" was all he said as he hopped out of the car, and I followed.

We walked into the bar and there she was, downing shot after shot, my lovely mother.

"Oh great, my shitty ass kids here to save the day huh?" My mom said, swinging her hands. Asher went up to her, with me close behind.

"Come on mom, we need to go home. " Ash said, grabbing her arm.

My mom pulled away and stood up, " There is no way in hell im going back there just so your father can drag us away again, no otra vez." She yells, with a drink still in hand.

I couldn't do it, something snapped. I mean, it was her damn fault we had to run. She got drunk and told someone from the gang about my father betraying them.