Thin •Lip Gallagher•

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Rose laid in bed while Ian left for work. She was minding her business and smoking a cigarette when the door slammed open.
Rose looked up and saw Lip standing by the door.
"Hey," he spoke looking at her.
Rose just looked up and nodded towards him. He grunted and sat on the bed next to her legs.

"You can't ignore me forever Rose."

"I can and I will if I wanna," she rolls over and ashes her cigarette.
"I'm sorry," she rolled his eyes.

"You can't just say sorry and expect me to forgive you when you can't even prove it Lip."

"I swear if you forgive me I will make it up to you, please?"

Rose sat and stared at him, "fine but on one condition."

"What is it?" He asked before agreeing to anything.

"Go get me more cigarettes."

The blond boy chuckled and nodded, "want me to pay for them?"

Rose nodded and picked at the dirt beneath her finger nails. He shuffled over to her and crouched down, getting to her height.

He began to lean in to kiss her but she turned the other way giggling.

"Get me my cigarettes lover boy," Lip rolled his eyes, stood up and walked out the room.

She felt her stomach grumble and so she stood and walk to the kitchen. She opened the fridge and grabbed a water bottle, chugging it.

The back door opened and Frank stumbled in through the kitchen.

"Hey Frank," she passed him the water and he stabilized himself against the counters.

"Hey Rose, they give you any medicine while you were sick, any oxy?"

She laughed at the man, leaving him to continue to shout to her for an answer. The man had a nasty alcohol, drug and more problem.

Yeah she'd dabbled in drugs like everyone and she certainly still drinks but she'd never turn out like he had.

A deadbeat father, a drug addict, alcoholic, piece of shit who thinks more of himself than he should. Yet, she wondered why he never even tried to get help. Everything to Frank was a game.

Poor Fiona left to raise the bunch and they were far from being the Bradys.

She felt bad dragging on like dead weight and being yet another thing for her to care for. Rose would go home more often if her parents noticed her gone.

She laid down in Ian's bed and waited.

Simply waited for Lip to get back. She thought, which would kill her first? Her eating disorder or cigarettes...? Maybe it would be the alcohol that would ruin her body but she didn't drink enough for that.

The door opened quietly and Lip walked through into the room. He tossed her the pack of cigarettes and she smiled.

"What a life saver."

Rose rolled over and felt a pain in her chest. Brushing it off she just opened the pack and pulled a cigarette out.

A/N
What if I posted a Steve Harrington fic...aha and y'all read it... haha jk.....unless 😶🥴