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 went to the house where Carl and Liam were staying to check in and give Carl the things he wanted from the house.
Mandy and Ian were sitting on the fancy white couch with Liam while Lip and I sat beside the window with a sulking Carl.
He looked through the box of stuff he wanted, "Careful with those throwing stars, little dude," I stated as he pulled one out. Carl sighed and leaned into us, "You gotta get me out of here," he said in a quiet voice.
"Why?" Lip asked with a shrug. "They took my rifle away," Carl complained, "They make me brush my teeth after every meal, they're always around, seeing if I'm okay," he huffed.
"So, they're trying to be good parents?" I chuckled him. One of the men that were looking after our brothers came through with a tray of healthy snacks, "Don't forget, Carl, church in 10 minutes."
Carl widened his eyes and stared at me and Lip making us laugh at him. Lip's phone rang in his jacket pocket, he reached and pulled it out, "It's Fiona, we gotta go meet her," he stated.
Lip sighed and looked at Carl, "But, hey, see if you can get the security codes for this place," he whispered, "We'll come back in a couple months and steal a bunch of shit," Lip rubbed his head.
"Hang in there," I sighed and hugged him before getting up and following Lip. "Come on, we gotta go," he announced. Mandy set Liam on the couch and I planted a kiss on his forehead as I passed him.
As we walked out the door, I turned to my twin, "Hey, I'll catch up," I told him. Ian frowned, "Where you going?" he wondered. "I won't be long," I stated before splitting.
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I found myself at an abandoned building, following the noise of gunshots. There was only one person I knew who went shooting in random places.
Mickey's blue eyes flicked up when he noticed me walking towards him but he soon looked away and continued firing his gun at a teddy bear. I sighed and walked behind him as he shot again.
"So, uh," I scoffed, "Thanks to me, you've been pistol-whipped and shot in the ass," I stated. Mickey shot again and I shrugged, "Just wanna make sure you're okay..."
He fired, ignoring me. "Hey, I can't stop thinking about it," I confessed, "What happened." I noticed Mickey falter slightly but he still continued to stare ahead.
"Could you at least look at me?" I cried loudly, on the verge of tears. Mickey fired another shot making me nod and swallow the lump in my throat.
"Fine," I muttered, striding past him to leave.
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I met back up with my older brother and we walked together to meet Fiona, Jimmy and Veronica to pick up a dead body we can fake to be Aunt Ginger's.
