Chapter 25.

I got so many great responses for the last chapter which was amazing. So many of you are curious as to what Mandy is up to, which will all be revealed eventually. There are also flashbacks in this chapter which will flow into the next one and the present time.

Also, I made some edits to chapters 1-10. Mainly grammar and format wise but there are new scenes sprinkled in there that I think really enhance the dislike Lip and Daniela originally had for each other.

So, if you're feeling up to it, I recommend you go through and read them, otherwise enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Shameless.


A loud thump outside alarmed Daniela as she made her way down the stairs. Eyeing her front door curiously, she opened the door, sighing at the sight.

"Debs, what are you doing?"

The young girl was attempting to pick up the slumped figure laid out on Daniela's front porch. Their nostrils stung at the stench of Frank covered in what seemed to be urine. Whether it was his or not, Daniela wasn't too sure and really wasn't keen on figuring it out.

"I'm taking Daddy home," heaved the younger girl, tugging on her father's arm once again, finally managing to get him up.

"Uh, I don't think that's the best idea, Debs."

"Why not? It's his home."

Daniela sighed and crossed her arms. She understood that Debbie was the last of the Gallagher children to have her eyes opened to the complete and utter disappointment Frank was but she didn't want to hurt the poor girl's feelings.

"Yes, but he's been gone a long time and besides, he doesn't have a room anymore."

"What?" Slurred Frank angrily, stumbling around and almost causing Debbie to topple over as she supported his weight. As he opened his mouth, Daniela was greeted with the rotting smell of his breath, making her gag.

"I better warn your brothers," hummed the teenager, already turning back into the house to grab her phone. Debbie shrugged and pulled Frank closer to her.

"Come on, Daddy."

Finally finding her phone, Daniela shot a quick text to Ian.

CODE RED: Debbie on her way w/ Frank.

A few seconds after her message was sent, she got a reply.

OH FUCK.

Changing quickly, Daniela brushed a hand through her hair in a pitiful attempt to rid it of the knots but ultimately deciding to just tie it into a bun before heading over to the Gallagher house.

As soon as she stepped through the door, she could hear the chaos going on upstairs. Yelling voices she distinguished as Lip, Ian and Frank rang out the closer she climbed up the stairs, eventually spotting Debbie still supporting her father down the hallway. Her brow lifted when she walked past the bathroom, coming face-to-face with Jimmy who had his pants down.

He sent her a tired smile and a nod as she continued on to Lip's room, feeling him tug her in as soon as he spotted her. He had taken to barricading the doorway with his drawers but there was still some space for her to squeeze through.

"Hey," he greeted, filling in the gap so that Frank couldn't push his way through.

"Come on, Daddy," guided Debbie, leading Frank past them. "You can sleep in my room."

"Wouldn't do it, Debs," called Lip in warning. "He's especially ripe this morning."

"Frank smells like dog piss," winced Carl, also barring his father from his room.

"Not dog piss!" Dismissed Frank, his words slurring. "Gary, the homeless guy."

The yelling died down and soon the Gallaghers started pushing their drawers back to their regular spots. Blowing out a breath, Daniela fell back on Lip's bed and rubbed her eyes, still feeling tired. She listened to the grunting noises of Lip shoving his drawer before feeling the bed sink beside her.

"Thanks for the warning," he said, wiping a hand over his face. "Debbie keeps letting him in."

Daniela shrugged, turning her head to look at him as he did the same. "No problem."

Lip's eyes flicked over her face before he moved closer to press his mouth to hers. Daniela welcomed him, her hands dragging up his arms to rest on his shoulders. His kisses grew more eager as his fingers toyed with the hem of her shirt before Daniela lightly pushed him off.

"We'll be late for school."

"Eh," shrugged Lip, sitting up and wiping a thumb over his mouth. "I was gonna skip my first few periods- get started on my community service."

"Okay," nodded Daniela, giving him a peck. It wasn't enough for Lip who pulled her back to him quickly. She laughed against his lips, bringing her head back to break the kiss. "I'm hungry. Breakfast?"

Lip groaned as Daniela slapped his knee, pushing herself up and down the stairs.

"Morning," she chimed, taking a seat next to Ian who was donning his ROTC gear. "Ugh. I forgot you had ROTC today."

"Hey," smiled her friend, taking a bite of his eggs.

"Toast, El?" Called Steve from the counter and she nodded eagerly.

"Please."

"Coming right up." A few minutes later, he set down a plate with two slices of toast on it. Thanking him, Daniela got to spreading some raspberry jam onto the bread. She munched happily on her breakfast, falling into easy conversation with Ian about the drills he had to do at his training.

"God, that sounds like way too much exercise," scoffed Daniela in mock exhaustion making her friend roll his eyes with a grin.

"If you put in hard work and dedication it gets easier."

"Wise words, G.I Joe."

"You know I hate it when you call me that," deadpanned Ian, pushing the eggs around his plate.

"You love it." The pair shared a chuckle as Jimmy rounded up Debbie and Carl.

"Time for school, let's go." Daniela smiled at each of them as they got up from the table and left, her eyes drifting to Lip who stared with narrowed eyes at Fiona.

Raising an eyebrow, she also got up from her seat.

"Hey, Jimbo. You think you could give me a ride too?" The man sighed at the use of the nickname she continued to use for him but nodded nevertheless.

"Sure thing, El."

"Thanks!" Daniela kissed Ian on the cheek and stood up, pushing the strap of her bag onto her shoulder. Making her way over to Lip, she managed to divert his attention from his sister long enough to give him a quick kiss. "I'll see you later."

"Yeah," nodded Lip, his voice growing softer.

"Bye Fi! Shotgun!" She called as she stepped outside. From the car, she saw Carl groan.

"You had shotgun last week." He turned his pleading gaze to Jimmy. "Why can't I sit in the front?"

"Because you play with all of the buttons when you're up the front," piped up Debbie, rolling her eyes in annoyance and pulling open the back door.

"It was one time!"

"My ears still hurt from you messing with the speakers," complained Jimmy as they all settled in their seats. Glancing at the kids in the back through the mirror and at the girl beside him, he checked to see if their belts were on. "Let's go."

When they pulled up in front of the high-school, Daniela threw a quick salute at the driver.

"Cheers, Jimbo."

His only response was a head shake and a three finger wave before he drove off. Sighing, Daniela hitched her bag strap higher on her shoulder and made her way inside. She couldn't wait until she graduated. Even though she didn't really have anything planned for herself, she just wanted to be done with high school.

As she approached her locker, Daniela grinned when she spotted Simon waiting patiently beside it, his books already in hand.

"Morning," she greeted, opening her locker.

"Hey. You ready for the test?"

Daniela threw her head back with a long groan that caught the attention of a few students passing by. "That's today?"

"Mhm. I saw Miss Thompson walking out of the office this morning. She is not in a good mood." Curling her lip, Daniela closed her locker and began walking beside Simon.

"You think I could charm her into letting me do it tomorrow?"

Simon snorted making her glare. "Fat chance of that happening. Lucky for you, I copied my notes." Sure enough, he flipped open his binder to retract a few pages with equations and examples neatly written out.

Daniela's eyes widened with a gasp, her arms wrapping around her friend. "You're actually the best!"

"I know," shrugged Simon smugly, making the girl whack his arm lightly.

Chuckling, his eyes lifted to peer down the hallway, his gaze falling on another figure already staring back at him. He balked as their eyes made contact and his steps slowed, alerting Daniela, who had been chattering away.

"Simon?" She frowned, waving a hand in front of his face. "Simon!"

"Wha- What?" Daniela eyed her suddenly flustered friend, picking up on the faint pink in his cheeks.

"Are you blushing?"

"No!" He wiped a hand over his cheeks like it would help as the girl continued to watch him suspiciously. "Let's just go."

/

Four Months Prior.

"You know, when you said you liked someone else, I wasn't expecting Lip," chuckled Simon as he took a seat at their lunch table. A grin tugged at Daniela's mouth as she sat across from him. It had been three weeks since she had given Lip the green light on their relationship and so far, so good.

"Though, I guess I should've. You two did get a lot closer. I don't think I ever saw you two talk much before then."

"Yeah, we didn't really see eye to eye," she confessed, her fingers fiddling with her sandwich. "I can't really explain it."

"You don't have to," reassured Simon, beaming at her. "As long as he makes you happy. But if not, he's gonna have to deal with these bad boys." He made a show of flexing his lanky arms, eliciting a hearty laugh from the girl across from him.

"Well, thank you for the concern." The boy rested his arm on top of the table, the humorous expression on his face being replaced with one of insecurity.

"I don't think Lip likes me very much," he mumbled looking down at his hands.

Daniela frowned back at him. "What makes you say that?"

"I don't know. He just seems kind of cold towards me."

"That's kind of how Lip is with people."

Simon tilted his head, unsure. "Yeah, but this is different. Like the other day, at lunch when I came to give you the notes from class- he death-stared me so hard I thought I was gonna fall into my own grave."

Daniela snorted and shook her head at her friend. "I'm sure it wasn't that bad. But I'll ask him about it. There has to be a reason."

"A reason for what?" Asked Lip, sliding down next to the girl. She sighed, sharing a look with Simon who seemed a bit nervous now that the Gallagher was with them.

"A reason for why Miss Thompson has been in such a crabby mood lately," lied Daniela easily. Leaning in to kiss his cheek, Lip switched things up, angling his head so that he caught her lips instead. She made a noise of surprise but went along with it.

After a sufficient amount of time, Lip pulled away, turning his hard stare towards an uncomfortable Simon and placing his arm around Daniela's shoulder. She picked up on the change in his body language and sent Simon an apologetic look. She didn't know what was going on with Lip but she was going to put an end to whatever grudge he had against her friend.

/

"What's your problem with Simon?" Demanded Daniela, marching up to Lip's locker before fifth period.

He frowned back at her in confusion. "What problem?"

"I don't know. That's why I'm asking you."

"I don't have a problem with your little friend," claimed Lip, his condescending tone making Daniela grit her teeth.

"Then stop glaring at him. He thinks you hate him."

Lip chuckled under his breath and swung his locker closed. "Trust me. I don't."

"Good."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing," shrugged Daniela simply. "I just don't want you making one of my best friends feel awkward."

Lip shot her a sharp look as they made their trek to class. "I thought Ian was your best friend."

"He is. That's why I said 'one of'."

"You two were looking a little more than friendly before I showed up." He had muttered it under his breath but Daniela still caught it. Coming to a firm stop, she narrowed her eyes at him.

"What?"

Not answering, Daniela leaned forward, her nose scrunched, and began sniffing the air around him. Lip's eyes followed her movements until he finally snapped. "The fuck are you doing?"

"Is that jealousy I smell?" Questioned Daniela, taking a step closer to the boy.

"What? No." At the sight of the girl's raised eyebrow, Lip rolled his eyes and began walking. "We're gonna be late for Physics."

"Since when do you care about being late?"

"Since you started asking me stupid questions."

/

Present Day.

"Boo!" Whispered a voice in Daniela's ear making her let out a loud screech. Clapping a hand over her mouth, she whirled around and aimed a hard punch at Lip's arm.

"You know I get scared easily!" She whined, watching as her idiot boyfriend laughed, clutching his arm in pain.

"Yeah, it's hilarious."

"Fuck you," muttered Daniela but a grin was already tugging at her lips making the boy smirk. "How was community service?"

"Easy," shrugged Lip as they walked down the hall. "Met a couple of rich kids looking to tidy up the neighborhood."

"Ha! Good luck with that."

"Yeah, reckon I could make some money off them."

"Woah, woah, woah," paused Daniela holding up a hand. She cleared her throat. "You promised you wouldn't be getting into any trouble."

"No. I promised to not do any serious trouble. I'm too smart to get caught."

"Mhm," nodded Daniela warily. "That's what you said before breaking into a college campus and stealing a laser."

"It's just a couple of Lakeshore kids- easy. Nothing messy. Besides, I have to rustle together some money fast considering Fiona went and spent the property tax money on promoting a night at the club."

"That was...impulsive."

"Tell me about it," scoffed Lip before their attentions were caught by someone calling out to him.

"Mr. Gallagher," greeted one of the teachers who Daniela taught Chemistry. "I just left Mr. Healey's office."

"The rumors about you two true?"

"He said you were supposed to ask me for a letter of recommendation." At this information, Daniela's ears perked up.

"Sure," brushed off Lip. "In his mind, I was supposed to do that."

"A letter of recommendation from a science teacher looks good on your college applications," stressed the teacher as Lip opened up the door of an empty classroom, gesturing for Daniela to go first.

"I bet it does."

Closing the door behind him and checking that it was locked, Lip turned back to Daniela, watching as she sat on top of the teacher's desk.

"Letter of recommendation?" She asked curiously, a single eyebrow arched. Lip rolled his eyes, coming to stand in front of her.

"Healey's idea." Placing a hand under her chin, he pulled her face to his until their lips made contact. As he moved his attention to her neck, Daniela tilted her head, deep in thought.

"Not a bad one either." She felt Lip's warm breath leave her skin as he pulled back to frown at her.

"As much fun as it is discussing Healey, I'd rather focus on what's going on right here," he gestured towards Daniela's partially spread legs. Huffing a laugh, the girl wrapped a single one around him, tugging him closer making him smirk devilishly.

/

Despite Daniela's knowledge that Lip was less than willing to go to college, she still ended up outside the guidance counselor's office at the end of the day. After spouting off some excuse to Lip that she had to get some homework off of a teacher, she made her way to Mr. Healey.

She knocked tentatively on the door hearing a voice grunt 'come in'.

"Ah, Miss Kaufman," acknowledged Healey, placing his sandwich down and wiping away the crumbs. "What can I help you with?"

"I want to talk about Lip," she stated, closing the door behind her.

"I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to discuss another student. However, I would be happy to help with your own future options."

"Undecided at the moment."

"I heard that you entered an art competition earlier this year," countered Healey, sitting behind his desk and gesturing to the chair across from him which Daniela took after some hesitance. He leaned forward, making a steeple with his hands. "How did that turn out?"

"Couldn't quite crack the third round," recalled Daniela, tilting her head. "I'm surprised I even got that far."

"I hear you're pretty talented. You thinking about pursuing it?"

"Eh," shrugged the girl suddenly feeling unsure about herself. "It was always more of a hobby. Besides, I don't think it would be the most practical thing for me to study."

"Who said it had to be painting and drawing pictures?" Frowned Healey, pulling open a drawer and grabbing a few brochures. "Today's generation is all about the technology and those hipster kids always looking for the newest trends. Not to mention the big part art plays in film or even architecture."

"I guess I never thought of it that way," shrugged Daniela making the man laugh in good nature.

"Here," he prodded, sliding the brochures in front of her. "Flick through some of these- might spark an idea about what you want to do. And if any do, come back and see me. I have some contacts to colleges with great art programs and even better scholarships."

"Um, thanks, Mr. Healey." Daniela grabbed the papers, reading over the names of the colleges. She couldn't deny that the idea was tempting.

Glancing back up at the man watching her with a knowing smile, she cleared her throat and shut the brochure. "I still want to talk about, Lip."

Healey waved a hand to stop her but was promptly cut off. "Cut the shit. We both know he's too dumb to not go to college. It's just the mission of getting him to apply."

"Maybe you could try and convince him," suggested the man with a shrug.

"You think I haven't already been trying? He can be pretty fucking stubborn."

Chuckling, Healey nodded his head. "Oh , yeah. So what do you suggest I do?"

"I don't know. You're his guidance counselor. Guide him."

"I'm not a miracle worker, Miss Kaufman. I can only take him as he far as he wants to go."

Daniela sputtered over her words, arms flailing. "What about the letters of recommendation he was supposed to get from his teachers?"

"What about them?"

"Well, he doesn't have to personally ask for them."

Catching onto what she was implying, Healey leaned forward, his narrowed eyes analyzing her. "What are you suggesting?"

"His teacher said so herself. A recommendation from a science teacher will look good on his college applications."

"What are you going to do? Get him drunk enough to fill some in?"

"No," denied Daniela firmly before heaving a sigh. "I just want him to succeed you know?"

"You care about him," noted Healey making the girl's eyes flick to his. Chuckling under his breath, he regarded her with a raised eyebrow. "You just might be able to get through to him."

"One can only hope," muttered Daniela, rising from her seat.

"Take these too." The man placed some more college brochures on his desk and she noticed that they were for engineering schools.

"Thanks, Mr. Healey."

"Anytime. Don't hesitate to come back to discuss your own path again." Opening the door to his office, the girl sent him one final nod.

"I'll keep it in mind."

Making her way to the front of the school, Daniela quickly spotted Jakob's truck sitting out front. Her brother had decided to pick her up so that they could go straight to the hospital. He smiled at her when she hopped in, pulling his attention away from his phone.

"Hey, kiddo."

"Hey. Who're you texting?" She prodded, jutting her chin at his phone.

"None of your business," avoided Jakob, pressing the phone to his chest when she tried to lean over to see.

"Is it the mysterious lady friend I have yet to meet?"

"Yes. As a matter of fact, it is."

Daniela grinned knowingly, wagging her eyebrows at her brother who seemed uncomfortable under her gaze. "So when do I get to meet her?"

"Never," answered Jakob immediately as he turned the ignition.

"Rude." Daniela crossed her arms over her chest, pouting like a small child. "At least tell me her name."

"Why?"

"So that I can Facebook stalk her."

Jakob laughed loudly. "Now I'm definitely not telling you."

Giving up, Daniela dragged her schoolbag onto her lap, pulling out some of the college brochures Healey had given her. She flicked through one of the art college's, looking at the pictures of campus and dedicated students learning.

Jakob gave her a side glance, noticing the brochure. "Watcha got there?"

"College brochures," answered Daniela, flipping to the next page. Her brother nodded to himself, feeling pride swell in his chest.

"College, huh? Seen any you like so far?"

"I'm not even sure what I want to do after I graduate."

"You'll figure it out," shrugged Jakob giving her a reassuring smile.

/

Four months prior.

"Are you a virgin?"

"God, subtlety really isn't your strong suit is it?" Drawled Daniela, narrowing her eyes at Lip who was currently reclined on her bed.

"No, I can't say it is," quipped the boy, flicking through her Physics homework. He looked at her in expectation. "So yes or no?"

Daniela rolled her eyes, snatching the papers back. "No. I'm not a virgin."

Lip's response was immediate. "Who was it?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Was it Simon?"

"No."

"Hm," a smirk crawled onto Lip's face. "I like him a little better now."

"So that's why!" Laughed Daniela, her eyes widening as she pointed an accusatory finger at a dumbfounded Lip.

"Huh?"

"Your little 'vendetta' against Simon. It's because you think we had sex."

"Didn't you?"

"No," she deadpanned. "Unlike you, I don't sleep with every person I see."

"Ouch. It's hardly every person I see," replied Lip, rubbing a hand over his chest like he had actually been hurt. Daniela stared back at him unimpressed.

"You get my point."

"I do," Lip nodded and sat up so that his bed was rested against the bed frame. "But I also thought you two had a thing going on. I clearly remember seeing you two getting hot and heavy at Kev and V's wedding. It was disgusting. Oh, and your cute little date at the bowling alley."

"That ended before it even started. Kissing was about as far as we got."

"Poor guy. You didn't even let him get to third base."

"Yeah, well you won't be getting much further if you keep this up," threatened Daniela. They hadn't gotten to that step in their relationship despite Lip's efforts.

"I apologize."

"Mhm. I'll take it," grinned Daniela, leaning over to peck him on the lips. "Besides, I couldn't lead him on. It wouldn't have been right."

Lip pulled his head to frown at her. "Lead him on?"

"Yeah. You see, I figured out while we were eating dinner that I actually liked some other guy."

"Really?" Lip's smirk got bigger. "This guy must be pretty great."

"Actually he's a giant asshole," Daniela's quick response caused him to deadpan at her, unamused which made her laugh even more.

/

Present time.

Daniela strolled into the Gallagher kitchen the next day feeling oddly well-rested. As per usual, the family was already buzzing around eating breakfast and getting ready for school. Ian was the first to catch her eye, quickly coming up to her.

"I need to talk to you," his seriousness almost threw her off before she nodded, frowning at him.

"Sure. What's it about?"

Ian shook his head, gesturing it to his siblings in the room. "Can't say here."

Giving her friend a nod, he took off up the stairs. Daniela sighed and moved to take a seat at the counter in-between Debbie and Lip.

"Where were you last night?" Asked Lip, spooning cereal into his mouth. Daniela closed her eyes. She had gone to see her mom after school and was supposed to come over after she got back home.

"Sorry. I forgot and ended up falling asleep." She left out the part where she had flicked through the college pamphlets Healey gave her all night until she passed out.

Lip shrugged. "That's okay. You didn't miss much," he turned his attention to his older sister. "Just Jimmy and Fiona's porno across the hall."

"Hey!" Butted in the woman defensively. "I told you to eat your cereal." Daniela giggled to herself, reaching over to swoop Lip's cereal into her mouth before he could.

He sent her a glare before clearing his throat. "So how's the club night thing coming?"

Fiona smiled excitedly. "Gonna be a big success. I'll probably make enough money to roll out another one. Take out a small loan- really get things going."

"So the ghetto girl thinks she can live the American dream huh?" Smirked Lip condescendingly, not fazed when Daniela nudged him.

"Maybe it's my time, Lip."

"Yeah well it doesn't work like that sis," claimed Lip giving up his cereal. "Because when you're poor the only way to make money is to steal it or scam it. Like Don King or Joe Kennedy."

Rising from her seat, Daniela groaned as she heard the voice of Frank trickle into the house.

"Daddy's home!"

"Oh god," she rolled her eyes, getting ready to leave. Peeping into the kitchen, she watched as the drunk was followed in by two more men.

"Just drop that over there," he ordered before they heard something clatter to the ground.

"Hey! That's my bike," fumed Ian, getting up to go look at it.

"Doesn't really work anymore."

"Yeah, because you bent the rim, Frank."

Daniela sat back in his chair, watching the whole scene play out. Frank and his new buddies came swaggering into the kitchen, wanting breakfast which Fiona quickly put an end to. Frank began spouting out some nonsense about money before pulling out a bag of cocaine and dishing some out to help pay the bills.

"That's about $300 right there," he claimed, tucking the baggie back into his pocket. "Let's go upstairs boys and take a nap."

"No Frank." Lip quickly got up to block the entrance to the stairs, with Ian coming to help.

"Lip, don't," called Debbie but Daniela placed a hand on her shoulder. The younger girl's eyes hadn't been opened yet to how bad Frank was but Daniela had a feeling they were about to.

"This is my house you have no right to keep me out of it," argued Frank, banging his chest against Lip's. The boy kept his expression blank, denying his father access. "I am an important part of this family."

"No, you're not," butted in Ian, cutting the drunk off. "You don't live here anymore."

Frank stared back at his son before finally relenting. "Fine. If that's the way you want it. I'll leave."

"Please," droned Daniela, her eyes narrowed at him.

Ushering his friends to follow him, Frank stalked towards the front door. Satisfied, Ian and Lip moved from the stairway, not realizing that they had just fallen into his trap. The three men took off up the stairs, pushing a cursing Ian and Lip to the side.

"That's it. Let's go!" Rallied Fiona, leading the group up the stairs.

Daniela could hear Frank telling his friends to pick a bed and followed their voices to Debbie's room. Her lip curled in disgust at the sight of one of them peeing on the floor.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" She yelled as Ian and Lip shoved him before quickly retreating once they got hit with his pee.

Once he had been shoved out of the room, Daniela turned his attention to the other man lying on Debbie's bed. Furiously, she grabbed his arm and began hauling him out of the bed.

"Come on you fucker," she hissed through clenched teeth. The man fought back, kicking his legs out at her. One kick managed to get her in the knee making her stumble. Still, her vice-like grip stayed on his arm and soon Ian came over to help get him up and out.

They had just gotten him out the door when the sound of something breaking rang out. Slowly, they both turned to see that Frank had fallen onto Debbie's popsicle stick project for school. They all stared, wide-eyed and waiting to see what would happen next.

"Well, it was a piece of shit anyway," grunted Frank, looking down at the mess. Daniela scoffed at him and crossed her arms, her posture softening as Debbie rushed out of the room.

Not caring, Frank dropped onto Debbie's bed, ready for a nap to nurse his hangover but the rest of his family wasn't about to let that happen.

"Come on, Frank! Get up."

"Let's go!"

"You're an asshole, Frank."

As they all pulled and prodded at him, they didn't notice little Debbie running back into the room until she was on the bed beating into her father with a pillowcase filled with bars of soap.

They all stepped back, just watching it happen. Daniela's eyes widened, her hand coming to rest over her mouth at the sight of the young girl.

"How could you do this?" Screamed the young girl, not letting up as Frank unsuccessfully dodged the pillowcase. "You get"- another hit- "out of my house"- followed by another one- "I hate you!"

Deciding that it was enough, Lip and Fiona grabbed Frank off of the bed and towards the door but Debbie continued to aim wildly at him. She had finally snapped and while Daniela knew it was going to happen eventually, she wasn't expecting it to be this heartbreaking or violent.

Debbie gave up and collapsed onto her bed, kicking and screaming. Sending the girl one last sad look, she placed her hands on Carl's shoulders and led him out of the room behind the others.

She headed down the stairs and out the door, Ian and Lip carrying a belligerent Frank in front of her.

"After everything I've done for you. This is the thanks I get?"

"Go to hell, Frank," seethed Daniela, rolling her eyes.

"Where should we leave him?" Asked Ian smugly, jostling his father for good measure.

"Where he belongs," answered Lip, gesturing to the bin. "Open her up, Carl."

Once the lid was opened, the boys unceremoniously dropped Frank in. When the man still continued to yell at them, Lip kicked the bin for good measure, effectively shutting him up.

"Asshole," cursed Daniela under her breath, sending the bin one last look before heading back inside, instantly forgetting about Frank.


So sorry this took so long. I've been having a crazy few weeks.

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