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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My brothers were still asleep when I woke up, I glanced up at the top bunk half expecting to see Lip, mouth open with snores escaping him. But Fiona practically threw him out on his ass for dropping out of school.
I quickly changed into black jeans and a yellow hoodie before planting a kiss on Liam's forehead and heading downstairs yawning.
"Please tell me there's coffee on!" I hoped when I was halfway down the stairs, I looked around the kitchen and froze.
"Mom?"
Monica stood behind the kitchen counter, a large grin spread over her face when she spotted me, "Alyssa! My firecracker! You get even more beautiful every time I see you!" she gushed. My eyes widened, "Screw coffee," I muttered.
I looked at Frank who was mixing drinks at the table, "What's that?" I asked. He held up the glass with a proud smile, "Mimosa, want one?" I nodded frantically, "Mm, yes!"
Fiona shot me a look, silently scolding me for drinking so early and before school. Her phone rang as I walked over to Frank. "Hello," Fiona answered, the phone pressed against her ear.
"What?" She asked, surprised. I looked over at her and watched Fiona's mouth fall open as her eyes drooped, "When?...O-okay, well how much is that going to cost?" she wondered, Fiona rubbed the back of her neck, "I-I have to call you back with an answer...Thank you."
I sipped on my mimosa as I watched Fiona in confusion. My sister whipped her head between Frank and Monica, "Grammy died?" I choked on my drink, "Wait, what?"
Monica frowned and walked over to Fiona, "My babies, I am so sorry," she consoled, reaching out to try and touch Fiona's arm. Fiona jerked away from her and moved behind the counter.
"She was my mother, I'm the one who's hurting!" Frank exclaimed, he clinked his glass with mine and we drank. "Yeah, well that was the cook county hospital morgue," Fiona told him, "You need to claim her body or they're gonna cremate her."
Frank shook his head, "I am done running around trying to please that woman." Debbie walked into the kitchen with Liam in her arms, "Grammy died?" she wondered, Monica spun around to see her.
"Debbie! Oh Liam," she headed towards them with extended arms, "Look at you, my little brown bear," Monica grinned, taking Liam from Debbie whilst stroking her hair, "Oh, look how big you are!"
Debbie looked at Fiona, "How long is she staying?" she asked flatly. "Only forever and a day!" Monica beamed. From the corner of my eye, I saw Ian bounding down the stairs, "Are my camo pants still in the dryer?"
"Ian!" My twin just glanced at Monica before heading behind the counter, "What the hell is she doing here?" he wondered. "I asked your mother to come home," Frank told him.
