Being a Gallgher isn't easy, especially not for Ian's twin Alyssa Gallagher who lives on the southside with her many sibling and alcoholic father who drops in and out whenever he pleases.
Then there's the emotionless asshole who Alyssa just can't s...
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We were taken to the police station instantly and handcuffed with our arms behind our backs to a bench.
None of us had spoken in a while. I was chewing at my bottom lip as my foot tapped against the floor.
"I get convicted, I can't enlist," Ian mumbled, breaking our silence, Lip and I looked at him. "What?" Lip asked. "In the marines," Ian told us.
"Good, I was planning on knee-capping you in your sleep to keep you out of Kandahar anyway," I nudged Ian with my elbow making him chuckle. "I was hoping for Korengal."
"Isn't that where Todd Iggulden's brother lost a foot?" Lip queried, raising his eyebrows slightly. Ian nodded, "Got him the silver star." Lip smirked, "Yeah, and a handicapped placard to hand from the mirror of his mom's civic."
A large man in a suit approached up, a detective. "Phillip Gallagher," he took a seat in front of us, flipping through our charts, "No relation to our favourite overnight guest, Frank I hope."
"Son," Lip stated. The detective raised an eyebrow, "You're Frank's kid?" Lip nodded. "And this is your first felony bust? Getting a little late start for a Gallagher, aren't you?"
"Slow study, I guess," Lip shrugged making the detective hum, he turned his head to me, "And, Alyssa? Another Frank progeny?" he guessed. I nodded, "Yup."
Another hum as he turned to Ian, "What about you, Ian?" Before Ian could even open his mouth to speak, Lip jumped in, "Afraid so."
The detective glanced at Lip, "You always let your brother speak for you?" he asked, leaning forward in his chair. "He's mute," Lip lied. Ian scoffed, "I can talk."
"So what? You three geniuses stole a Porsche Cayenne and what," he frowned, "Decided to go on a little late-night White Castle run?" He clasped his hands and looked me in the eye, "Come on Alyssa. You do not wanna do time, not with that face."
I pursed my lips, glancing to the side. "I stole the car. They didn't know anything about it," Lip stated, the detective sighed and looked at him.
We sat there for hours before being moved to another station to then stay there for the rest of the night. Not one of us snitched, southside rule.
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To our luck, someone posted our bail and we were getting let out. I hadn't slept in over 24 hours and I was yawning every 2 minutes.
It was about noon when we walked out of the station, our siblings, Kev and V were waiting on the street for us.
The group rushed towards us and I suddenly felt a small pair of arms around me. I looked down at Carl and hugged him, then Veronica walked towards me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders.
