Just a little something I wrote for one of my OCs.

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Synopsis: When seventeen year old Keely starts bringing in hundreds of dollars almost every day, Fiona becomes concerned about her youngest sister. She knows that Keely doesn't make that much money at her job every day. So where is the money coming from?

It was two in the morning when seventeen year old Keely Gallagher finally rolled in through the back door of her house. She came in quietly expecting everyone to be asleep, but found Fiona waiting up at the kitchen table. She should have expected that Fiona would have stayed up waiting for her. Fiona had always been like that. Like a mother.

"What is this?" Fiona asked firmly. She was holding up an envelope full of cash in her hand.

Keely froze in her tracks, "Uh Mom, I'm really tired. Can I go to bed?"

Keely has called Fiona 'mom' since she was six years old, a year after Monica left. She never really knew Monica anyway. Fiona was more of a mother than Monica was and ever would be.

Fiona patted the seat next to her, "No. Come sit. We need to talk."

Fiona didn't mind that Keely called her 'mom'. Liam also called her 'mom'. (A/N I know he doesn't in the show, but in my head he does.) That's how they saw her, and she saw them as her children.

Keely took a breath as she walked over to the table and sat down. She was not particularly looking forward to this conversation. She knew that what she was doing for the money was wrong, and she knew that Fiona would be pissed, but she did it for her two little babies.

"So where did you get all this money from?"

"I earned it." Keely simply stated

Fiona pulled the cash out of the envelope, spreading it out onto the table, "This is over ten thousand dollars. You did not earn all this at your job. Where did you get it, Keely?"

"I've been…." Keely started as she trailed off. She looked down, mumbling, "I have a sugar daddy."

Fiona put her hand under the teen's chin to force her to look up, "I'm sorry. I couldn't hear you."

"I have a sugar daddy." Keely was only a bit louder. It was audible, but barely.

Fiona ran a hand through her hair, "Geez Keely, what the hell are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about my babies. I barely make enough at the diner to support them, and the guy...he pays me five thousand a week for sex three times a week." Keely explained.

"Well I want you to stop. Figure out another side hustle that doesn't involve selling your body."

Keely huffed, "Fine. Can I go to bed now?"

Fiona gestured towards the stairs, "Yes. Goodnight Keeks. Don't forget that I love you."

"I know. I love you too. Goodnight Mom." Keely replied before heading up the stairs.

- The Next Morning -

"Fuck off!" Keely yelled from inside her bedroom to the stampeding footsteps of her siblings.

Keely never used to swear, but after her twins were born and realising that her father would never change, she finally became angry.

"Get the fuck up!" Lip banged on Keely's door

Keely groaned as she crawled out of bed and yanked the door open, "Lip, the twins are still sleeping and I got in at two in the morning, so please shut the fuck up."

"Don't you have work?"

"Yeah. Later."

Lip nodded, "Okay. Can you watch Fred for me? Ian or Debbie will take over later. It depends on who gets home from work first."

Keely raised an eyebrow at her brother, "Are you serious? I have two babies to look after by myself."

"Sorry I asked."

"Why can't Liam watch Fred?"

"He's ten!"

Keely scoffed, "And? Debbie was watching half the neighborhood kids when she was his age. He needs to pull his weight."

"Just watch Fred for me."

"Fine. But this is the only time." Keely insisted, "I know that Liam is the youngest, but you need to stop babying him. He needs to pull his own weight if he wants to get by in this family. He's a Gallagher for fuck's sake."

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