1.
My original name was Shane T and this is my story.
I was a pretty average guy, in my mid to late 20's, who was a little obsessed with reading fanfictions about anything from anime to TV shows, even movies and works of literature; I read anything that interested me, even falling into the endless abyss that is formed by cultivation novels.
When Covid 19 hit, I lost my job and was forced into quarantine and became an introvert, by circumstance.
Wasting away my days watching TV shows, reading ffs and trying to write my own ffs, novellas and novels with little success.
During that time I found that I craved social interactions with other people less and less.
It got to the point where when the lockdown was over I would still stay inside and avoid people, since I'd rather not interact with anyone unless I absolutely had to.
The only reason I went out was to earn some money to keep being able to stream/read, and to help out my family if needed.
Doing a little bit of Facebook stalking, I came to find out that everyone was basically the same as before the lockdown if not worse.
Except for a few people, finding that almost all people my age were still immature and unable to perceive a future outside of high school, even though we'd already graduated nearly 10 years earlier, and yet they were still slowly killing themselves by doing/selling hardcore drugs and partying every night.
And even though I knew it wasn't true, sometimes, I'd think and feel that they'd become inferior to me, but I knew that wasn't the truth and only a fantasy in my mind to right off myself becoming an almost completely different person than I was before.
Since, the truth is that it wasn't long ago that I was just the same as them partying away, acting irresponsible and reckless until I got jammed up with the law one too many times and had to change.
Still I didn't judge them too harshly and in truth even felt worried for some of them, as we'd been close before my antisocial disposition became so pronounced.
This may also be a bit morbid…but dying was something I expected from the first moment I learned about life and death…and I'd always deluded myself into thinking I was ready and prepared to die, but I wasn't prepared to die...not when death finally came for me anyways...not in the way it did.
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After finishing the last episode of Burn Notice, I went out for a walk with plans of going to the Dollar General to get some chocolate chips, since I had a hankering for some semi-sweet chocolate and planned on stopping at the local pizza place for a slice.
Yes, an odd combination I know.
But on my way to the store I was suddenly taken, by some armed gunmen wearing masks, who forced me into the back of a white panel van at gunpoint.
Once I was in the van I felt a blow land on the back of my head of course being hard headed it took them two more times to knock me, when I woke up with a splitting headache I found myself zip tied to a chair in only my underwear, freezing my ass off in an empty cold abandoned textile factory…but that wasn't the worst part.
The worst part, was that the guys who took me didn't take me for money, since I didn't have any, or because I wronged them in some way.
They took me because they were rich, privileged, sick in the head little fucks, that just wanted to make someone suffer, to hear them scream in agony.
My torture started off slow with them forcing metal nails into my fingers between the cuticle and the nail, while taking a hammer to my knuckles hammering them flat, and then taking turns to pull out my teeth with pliers, they then moved to cutting off my toes one by one, while taking a small little propane torch to my legs, they even cut off my cock and forced it down my throat while hammering my nuts to the chair.
When they decided they were done with me each of my five assailants took a turn shooting me with a pistol, one shot each…to be exact, both of my hands, and knees were shot before the final person took the pistol from the previous person who shot me, this person slowly took off their mask revealing his face to me and then shot me in the stomach.
Out of the many ways I ever imagined dying, what I was actually going through was so much more painful than I ever imagined my death could be.
As I sat there tied to that chair unable to move more than a fraction of an inch while all I wanted to do was curl into a fetus position while laying on the floor to help ease my suffering, I sat there suffering for an indeterminate period of time, before my captors returned to torture me some more.
After I stopped giving them their satisfaction by refusing to scream or cry I was left alone to suffer in agony, in an old abandoned textile factory, unable to move, unable to even blink as they cut off my eyelids…my only solace knowing that death was coming to me, and would finally end my suffering even if it was coming slowly…
And the worst part of all of this besides the torture…the loneliness was, that I had just started to get my life together, and while I'm was sitting in that chair, suffering, I had come to a realization, and that realization was that I didn't want to die, even though I should have been begging for I wasn't, because I wasn't ready to die yet, not even with my the current mutilations that I suffered I still wasn't ready to die yet.
But I knew my death was coming…and death wasn't something I could escape from, no matter how much I wanted to.
There were very few regrets in my heart, nothing major honestly…other than wanting to be able to return what was done to me by the bitches who did it to me ten fold.
In the end, I doubted anyone would miss or mourn me. Well, I guess there are a few people who might, but that was still pretty pathetic…just like dying completely alone...here in this place is pathetic.
"I hope I get a shot at those bastards…in the next life." I thought to myself, as I would give everything to end them, but that didn't seem like it was going to be in my deck of cards.
"Hahaha, I can't even close my eyes in my last moments." I whispered hoarsely as the fucker's had cut them off when I tried to close them to help ignore the pain.
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The next thing I knew was that I was no longer in that place or tied to a chair, now I was standing in space and staring down at the Earth, finding it strangely beautiful.
"Haa, why can't things ever go my way?" I sighed to myself before asking a rhetorical question, since it seemed like in my entire life all of maybe three or four things I'd done had actually gone my way, but other than that my life has always been hard.
'It's a little funny. While I was alive all I wanted to do was die and now that I am dead, all I want to do is live again, sure heaven seems like a good option but at the same time if it's anything like Supernatural it sounds pretty fucking boring. And then there's hell…like seriously who would want to burn in hell forever…while getting tortured by demons? Other than a machinist.' I thought to myself while admiring the view below me.
While I was lost in admiration of the view below me and deep thought, a light flashed next to me, which caused me to look over in the direction it came from.
Upon doing so I saw a buxom woman standing there in a red dress that hugged her amazing figure, her eyes and hair were this molten orange color almost like that of molten metal.
I also noticed that she was smiling at me, her plump red kissable lips and white teeth almost seemed to sparkle like stars…but that wasn't the only thing about her, she also gave off this feeling of home, of warmth and love…things that after my experiences I was desperate to feel..that desperation made me want to do nothing more than to run to her and hug her, but I resisted the urge and held myself back.
"Good thing you found the will to resist my natural aura, while it might seem like a good idea…to act on instinct in most situations, you would have been vaporized upon making contact with me.
Now, I know from your memories you are familiar with what's happening so let's not dilly dally around with this, you technically have three wishes, two will be things that you want, while the third will be where you will go, your looks and your new background." The goddess said to me while wearing a warm smile and I kinda felt like she would have made a perfect Starfire in the live action Titans show.
I took a couple of seconds and thought about what I wanted.
"I want to be reborn in Shameless as the twin brother of Ian Gallagher while having an IQ higher than Lip, and without mental issues…Also, could you make it so that I'll regain my memories when canon starts, their childhood isn't the best and I would rather not live through that." I asked for my background and world.
"Granted, would you like the looks of Ian Gallagher who is portrayed by Cameron Monaghan? And now that the heavy details are out of the way, what are your two wishes? Please remember that since this world is normal you can't do too much, in certain avenues." The goddess replied to me with a smile.
"I see, don't worry there isn't anything I really want to change about the world, as this is just a second life for me to enjoy, to grow up and live with some of the characters that I like, and yes I'll stick with Ian's looks but I'd appreciate it if you made my hair her black with natural ginger highlights…as a shout-out to my past life.
As for my two wishes, I would like to have a healing factor on par with Wolverine, and the skills of John Wick. And if at all possible a chance at revenge on those who mutilated, tortured and killed me." I made my wishes and even though I'd thought of things like magic it was just something that wasn't needed, and with the wishes I made I could at least live a good life while thinking about my future and hoping for a chance at revenge.
She brought her finger up to her bottom lip, tapping it a few times as she thought over my wishes/requests before smiling to herself as she seemed to think up something before she replied to me.
Not realizing that my own wording, created a lot of avenues for the goddess, to make a truly custom world for me.
"That I will allow, as for your revenge do not blind yourself to the point you lose your chance to enjoy your second life." Her smile she gave me was gentle and almost loving before a flash of red flame that I swear looked like the Phoenix from marvel appeared in front of me for a microsecond before everything was gone.
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'Don't worry my author…I'll make sure you get your revenge and then I'll make those who took your life suffer eternal torment.' The Goddess thought to herself as she looked down at millions of worlds at once, her attention solely on the world of her first, her only love and creator…her author.
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2.
Fluttering my eyes open to see that I've woken up in a room that I don't recognize...at least at first, but a moment later, I was up-to-date as I remembered all of the fourteen years of my new life, as Isaac Gallagher... that perfectly synchronized with that of my old life, while I also gained the skills of one John Wick.
'That's a little weird…but I'm glad I have them but I should practice just to be on the safe side.' I thought to myself as it seemed like all of John Wick's skills were ingrained into my every muscle and cell.
I found out that I was close with Fiona and Lip, while Ian and I had a tenuous relationship, as I didn't like that Ian was with Kash, since one Kash is married with children and two because he was forty years old.
Carl is my favorite younger sibling, who idolizes me because...I taught him how to shoot/handle a gun, it also helps that I encourage his curious and inquisitive nature, the little runt tends to act like he's my sidekick and I'm his hero.
Debbie is very much…my least favorite sibling, but as her big brother I did try to be there for her and be nice to her, since she is my little sister.
The reason I didn't know this room from the show is because it didn't exist in the show, because it was actually the basement of the house, I had fixed it up and converted it into a liveable space, after Carl was born, since there wasn't really enough space for all of us boys in one room.
A plus is that I have the basement all to myself, and have it locked up tight since I have a little enclosed cannabis grow station down here that helps generate an income for myself and the family.
Lip, Ian and Carl share the bedroom upstairs while Liam and Debby currently share a room, Fiona of course has her own room and then there's Frank's room.
After reviewing all the memories my mind deemed important, rolled out of bed my feet landing on the wooden flooring I'd installed in the basement, while I walked over to the bathroom, that I had paid a professional plumber to install down here with weed at the ripe age of 11.
Seeing that I slept in the nude I just hoped inside the shower to get cleaned up, feeling the need to do so as I had sweated a lot in my sleep and felt sticky.
Getting done in the shower, quickly drying off and getting dressed I walked up the steps that led into the kitchen from the basement undoing four deadbolts and four chain locks before opening the door into the kitchen.
Just as Fiona was about to knock on the door.
'God damn she's so sexy.' I thought to myself as Fiona looked exactly like the actress who played her on the show though I already knew that seeing her in person made my pants feel a little too tight.
"Well, I'm glad to see one of you can get up without me asking." Fiona says to me with a slightly teasing smile on her kissable lips while she reaches out and starts ruffling my hair fondly, before she turned around and walked away with a sway to her hips that highlighted her firm round ass that was hugged by a pair of tight jeans.
"When have you ever had to wake me Fi?'' I replied to her while laughing as I continued to watch her walk away until she disappeared up the stairs to wake up the others.
'Damn, maybe I made the wrong decision by wishing to be a Ghallager…I doubt Fiona would be into incest…and I'm already starting to count them as my family, thanks to the memories of my past with them that my main ego was asleep.' I thought to myself but then the fresh image of her hard nipples and perky handful sized breasts on clear display through her white tank top flashed in my mind.
I could hear Fiona laughing softly as she woke everyone else up and then ran to get to the bathroom before the rest could beat her so she could take a quick shower.
'Haha, I think I'm going to enjoy this new life.' I thought to myself and started locking up the door to my room before moving to cook while Fiona was in the shower.
Fiona came downstairs while towling her hair dry while I was cooking and everyone else slowly gathered at the table for breakfast.
"Thank you Izzy, you're the best." Fiona said to me as she leaned over and kissed my cheek, and let her take over cooking breakfast as everyone at the table liked their food cooked differently.
"No problem Fi." I replied as I walked over and sat down next to Carl, stealing a piece of his toast that I made for him even though I knew he wouldn't touch it.
"Debbs, do we have enough for the electric bill?" Ian asked the girl who used a calculator.
"We're still short by $18.13" Debby answered Ian and then Fiona when Fiona asked for clarification on how short we were with the payment for the electric bill.
I pulled out a few crumpled up bills from the jeans I'd grabbed and found four twenties, three tens, five fives and twenty one ones, which equaled $156.00 dollars.
I quickly threw thirty bucks into the cut open box on the table that we kept the bill money in, adding to the pile of money.
"There you go, and a little extra towards the groceries, I have to run…can't be late to class again, or else I'll get a suspension." I said as I stood up to leave and moved to exit through the back door ending with my face planted firmly in V's tits.
"Hey V." I greeted and swerved around the sexy and chesty African American woman.
While I just barely heard Lip say something about taking off to tutor.
"Hold up, I'll go with you!" Ian shouted while running after Lip, which then both of them came running over to me.
"Hey Izz, do you have any money you could spare?" Lip asked me while scratching the back of his head awkwardly.
"Sure thing Lip, just get me back the next time I need a buck." I replied as I handed him forty bucks.
"Thanks Izz." Lip thanked me before he took off in another direction, no doubt going to mess with Karen.
"Hey Issac, can I borrow a few bucks too?" lan asked me while we walked to school together coming to the crosswalk.
"How much do you need?" I asked Ian as I always loaned money to my siblings and they would pay me back, sometimes with favors if they didn't have money to pay me back with, we had a system etched out between each other.
"Sixty if you can…" Ian replied to me looking slightly embarrassed.
"Sure…" I replied and handed him the money, finding that I only had twenty six dollars left to my name. Until I do one of my side jobs, though they don't come about often I usually only get one of those jobs once a month and they usually net me $500 to $1,500 dollars a pop.
Ian ran off once he got the money waving in thanks, and goodbye, leaving me to walk the rest of the way to school alone
About fifteen minutes later I made my way into the school, and just before the metal detector I bumped into a girl with her hair dyed a nice shade of green.
The girl turned around, and I felt a little stunned, as It was Savannah Wright who turned around to look at me with a snarl on her face, while she was only in a stark white and extremely tight sports bra and yoga pants.
Savannah is the epitome of southside trash that is hated by everyone on the same level as the Milkovich's, even her customers… hated her, yes Savannah is a known drug dealer.
"Watch where you're are walkin shithead!" Savannah snarled at me, before turning around, walking away with her brothers/bodyguards on either side of her.
Savannah has it way too easy, even if she and her brothers are caught only her brother's would be taken to jail as Savannah looked and acted innocent…at least when she didn't open her mouth.
For the most part I ignored her and she ignored me as compared to most people she may not know exactly what I do in my free time, but had heard enough from those who knew, that she knew not to fuck with me.
As I moved to class I found myself thinking that I should have used a wish to cure Ian's Bipolar disorder, but at that time I just saw him and the other Ghallagers characters rather than my brother, my family or really as people…but I didn't see them that way now.
'I wonder if I can use my intelligence…to find a better treatment for Ian…' I thought to myself but automatically threw the idea away as it was retarted to think I could develop something that would take decades of research and experimentation to get right.
The school day passed by quickly and I even stole Ian's thunder by helping out Mandy, with Mr.shove my boner in every female student's face while pretending to teach.
lan and I waved to one another as he left school before me since he had to "work" which is code for fucking Kash up the ass.
Since I had nothing else to do, I decided to hang around the school and score some weed, with my leftover money since it's not like I had worry about contributing anymore money to the household, since I put in more than my share of money into the squirrel fund this month, so that we wouldn't have to worry and run ourselves as rampant this summer to make sure we could make it through the winter.
Walking over to the bleachers…to buy some bud off of my usual connect…since I didn't smoke my own bud unless I was sampling the quality, and was slightly surprised when I saw Savannah and her brothers sitting there, as this wasn't her usual spot, as soon as she noticed me she scowled at as I started to walk in her direction.
"What do you want Mr.Better-Than-Everyone-Else?" Savannah asked me with a sneer on her face.
I was a little surprised by her hostility, I mean sure we aren't friends or anything and we definitely weren't enemies, I mean sure I'm super smart and she's borderline retarted, but was that really enough for her to hate me? Or was it because she knew she was trapped in the southside while I could get out whenever I wanted to?
"Well Princess." I replied to her with a smirk, enjoying the way she growled at the nickname I just called her.
"How much is an eighth?, if it's more than $25, I'll take two dimes worth." I replied to her…it'd been years since I smoked in my past life, but in this new one there wasn't a day that I didn't do so.
She looked me over, while smirking and held out her hand to her brother who took out a sealed container filled with buds and a scale that he weighed out an eighth and handed it to his sister while storing away the bud and scale. We exchanged the money and the bud at the same time.
"Guess you aren't better than us after all." Savannah sneered at me causing me to shrug while my eyebrows furrowed slightly.
I turned around while pulling my hood over my head and shoving the Ziploc baggies weed into my pocket.
"Never said I was Princess...I just get better grades than you." I replied to Savannah while walking away from her and felt an empty beer can hit the back of my leg but
ignored it and kept on steppin as getting a can kicked at me wasn't worth starting a fight over.
Later that Day..
Fiona was running around the house getting dressed up as she was going out to a club with V.
Which meant that Steve or Jimmy would be making his first appearance into our lives soon.
I felt pretty conflicted about that guy. On one hand the guy was good for her but on the other he was someone who clearly didn't want to be tied down and stuck in one place for a long time.
Not to mention I desired to have Fiona for myself.
Carl walked into the house and over to me while I was sitting in the living room using the coffee table to roll joints which broke me out of my idle thoughts.
"Wanna watch these burn…with me?" Carl asked me while motioning to the Ironman and Goku action figures he was holding in his hands.
'Haa, this kid…is really a little Psycho, as thankfully he'll grow out of it as he grows older.' I thought to myself while reaching out and tousling his hair.
"Sure thing buddy…but only if you wear your protective gear." I replied to him while taking out my phone, the Iphone was one of the few things I allowed myself to really splurge on when it came to buying stuff for myself.
I didn't let the rest of the family use it as I got my "odd jobs through it" I got each of them flip phones and put over a hundred minutes on each of their phones every month, as it was good for the family to be able to communicate with each other and ignoring the costs of the phones it ran me at most $40 bucks to put minutes on all the phones…I even got one for Frank.
"Sweet!" Carl cheered happily as he heard my reply and the fact that I was buying ten pizzas with various toppings.
Before he went upstairs to grab his protective gear.
Fiona walked in when he left while I was finishing rolling the last joint ending up with eleven joints all of them being cigarette sized.
"Doing a load!" Fiona hollered, causing me to go down in the basement handing it off to her, I could have probably just washed my clothes later as I'd be watching this load when Fiona left to go clubbin.
V pranced into the house in a sexy strapless dress that really showed off her breasts, ass and legs.
When Veronica walked by me and shot me a little smirk I slapped her ass which made her jump a little, bite her bottom lip and look at me with a surprised look in her eyes.
"Careful Kev…might beat your ass Izzy." V finally said as she gave me and my muscles that could clearly be seen through my compression shirt and appreciative glance.
"It'd be worth it to feel that ass and tits again." I replied to V with a little smirk that made her go nught-uhh before she walked upstairs.
Thirty minutes later Fiona left with Veronica but not before leaning in close and telling me V enjoyed me smacking her ass a lot, before leaving me and Lip to look after Carl, Debby and Liam.
All of us kids were spread out around the living room sitting on the couch or floor watching a slasher movie.
Ian was still at "work" so he wasn't here to enjoy the pizza and movies with us.
After three movies I put Carl, Debbie and Liam to bed, while Lip and I sat on the couch still passing a joint back and forth smoking and joking around together about random things.
I Enjoyed the fact that I had an older brother and that we clicked so well with one another and that we could talk about things the others couldn't understand.
While we were enjoying our high, Fi and V stumbled into the house laughing and giggling with Steve in tow, they looked us over and laughed a little before Fi walked off to get something from the kitchen…most likely the first aid bag/kit kept in the cabinet, Veronica sat down on the couch next to me while Steve sat on the floor in front of her and Fiona handed her the med bag before sitting down across from us on a chair.
"Who is this?" I asked while looking at Steve who was taking off his shirt, of course I knew him from the series but they didn't and couldn't know that.
"Steve." Steve introduced himself while proffering me his hand to shake and wearing a I'm getting it tonight expression on his face.
"He defended mine and Fiona's honor at the club tonight!" Veronica said happily while using a pair of tweezers to remove shards of glass from Steve's hair, while taking the empty popcorn bowl from my lap and dropping the shards inside of it.
'I guess I won't be making another bowl of popcorn.' I thought to myself ruefully already hating Steve more than I did before.
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3.
After meeting Steve/Jimmy, and having Kevin come over and kidnap his girlfriend, knowing what would happen, I signaled Lip to head to bed while I went down to my basement bedroom.
'If there's one good thing I can say about Savannah and her brothers it is the fact that they sell some really good weed, on the cheap.' I thought to myself while swearing to myself never to go into the hard stuff in this new life though with my healing factor it probably wouldn't matter but Having Frank and Monica as my parents in this life I know I'm predisposed to having an addictive personality, and I didn't want that happening me no matter how well in shape my body stayed.
Going into my little grow tent checking over my plants and feeding them a special food mixture I'd created that boosted plant growth by 37%.
Finding that my plants were about three weeks away from being ready to harvest as they already had some decent sized buds growing on them.
Flopping down on my leather couch turning on my 55" plasma screen TV and Xbox 360 slim and loaded into Need for Speed Undercover, I spent the next couple of hours playing until I decided to go to sleep, but not before making sure all of my deadbolts were locked.
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Waking up to a new day, finding that I was the first and only one up…nearly tripping over Frank while smelling something rancid in the air as I moved to head over to the cooking area.
Looking down at Frank seeing that he was lying on the floor, sound asleep, snoring in a puddle of vomit and urine.
"That explains the smell." I muttered as I grabbed one of the Frank pillows and put it under Frank's head.
The guy is a horrible father, a horrible person…but he wasn't a bad guy, he wasn't a villain and he has had his moments where he was actually someone you could rely on, though I would never tell him that.
I threw out some kitty litter to soak up the human waste before pulling out some leftover pizza for breakfast, as I was feeling extremely hungry after not eating anything after getting high.
While I was in the kitchen I decided to prepare lunch for the rest of the gang.
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My first real week in this world just seemed to fly by. It was nothing more than school, getting high and just hanging around the Southside.
I didn't really get the enjoyment of watching the events of the show play out some things were fun for me to watch but for the most part it was depressing…never mind the fact that I was thirsty as fuck and going through a dry spell.
Steve popped up a few times during the week but was actually repelled by Fiona. I chose not to say anything to or about Jimmy, since it wasn't really my place even if I did desire Fiona for myself.
And it would be a few years before Debby discovers Steve's secret, while I was cooking Saturday morning brunch everyone came down and another day was getting started.
"You should have just let him sleep as he was." Fiona sighed as she came up beside me after seeing that I took care of Frank a little bit.
"Yeah, yeah…but you know me and Debbs are suckers, for the worthless fuck." I joked loudly while shooting Debby a wink who smiled back at me, before whispering the worthless fuck part to Fiona who giggled softly and smacked my ass.
Everyone else groaned at me but didn't say anything, or react to Fiona smacking my ass.
After wrapping up the food I made and putting it in the fridge, I took off. As it was time to go out and start exploring Chicago a bit in person rather than just looking through my memories.
Around Eight Hours Later..
I was pulling open the door Kash n' Grab to pick something up with the last hundred bucks I kept hidden away for emergencies.
Which this technically was since we were running low on pretty much everything food wise, I decided to come here since it was the cheapest place, close to the house to shop.
lan nodded at me when I walked into the Bodega.
I made sure it was a quick trip as I grabbed everything I needed before walking up to the counter seeing that Kash and Ian were looking at each other with desire.
I paid half price for everything a perk of Ian both working there and fucking his boss/the owner of the store.
Walking out of the store through the back door into the alleyway I heard a whimper coming from the other side of the alley, looking on the other side of Kash's van finding that there was a girl with green hair sitting on the ground hugging her knees to her chest, I could see that her clothes were ripped in certain places that made it obvious that someone had either tried to sexually assault her or she got into one hell of a fight.
'Don't do it, don't get involved in whatever bullshit Savannah has going on.' I thought to myself, as my mind was telling me to walk away, but my heart wouldn't allow it, not when the green hair belonged to a girl I saw everyday at school and bought good weed off of.
"You alright Princess? you want any help or for me to go away?" I asked Savannah as I sat back on my haunches inspecting her, over seeing that her bra was untouched even with her shirt being ripped, and there wasn't any smell of sex on her, only some dry blood on her clothes so it was obvious Savannah had been in a fight.
Though she seemed to hate me for something, for what I don't really know, but the hate wasn't mutual, and I would help any girl in need…damn hero complex.
"Piss off, Know it all!" Savannah said to me but her voice lacked her usual sneer she usually gave me though it was replaced by a pain filled groan at the end as she flinched and moved to hold her side.
Setting down my bags next to me and reaching out with one of my hands that I was going to rest on her knee in a display of comfort and trust.
But I quickly pulled my hand back and threw both hands up into the air in a show of surrender as Savannah flinched when she saw me reaching out to her.
"Easy there princess, you don't have to worry I wont do anything to you,
I just want to help you." Seeing that she didn't say anything or shoot a venomous glare at me I decided it was safe and reached out with my hands hooking my index finger underneath her chin and lifting her face up while brushing her hair out of the way with the other, allowing me to see that she had a nasty cut above her right eye and swelling around her left eye that indicated it was going to be a bad black eye, and tying it all together was a busted lip.
"Come on let's go get you some ice and get those cuts cleaned, if they don't get cleaned they might get infected, and I want to check your ribs to make sure they're not broken, if they are I'll take you to the hospital to get you X-rayed." I said while looking over her face, finding that without the near constant sneer on her face that always seemed to be directed at me, Savannah was actually very cute even with the bruising and busted lip.
'Damn, I know she has a sexy fit body, but damn her face is really cute even in this condition.' I thought to myself resisting the urge to brush my thumb over her lips.
She didn't reply to me and didn't meet my eyes either as she continued to sit on the cold ground.
'Haa, curse you hero complex.' I mentally sighed to myself as I decided I couldn't leave Savannah here in this condition even if she was ignoring me.
"Don't take this as charity Princess, I'm helping you out because you've been selling me some fire at trap house prices." I said to her trying to get a rise out of her, my green eyes connected with her gray dominant hazel eyes and all I saw was vulnerability in them as I grabbed her hands and slowly pulled her to her feet, noticing the way she winced in pain and shifted her weight over to one foot.
'Busted ankle too, the fuck happened to this girl?' I thought to myself as I turned around and hunched down.
"Get on, I'll carry you." I told Savannah and was surprised by how meekly she did as she was told.
Walking back to the house groceries carried in one hand while the other I used to help support Savannah who had buried her face in the crook of my neck and started crying against me.
After what felt like forever I reached the house and entered through the back door noticing Ian sitting on the couch with Mandy Milkovich all over him while Carl sat on the floor trying to watch scream.
'Hmm, how is Mandy confusing Ian for me? Sure our faces are nearly identical but I'm two inches taller than him with a ripped body, and my hair is a different color.' I thought to myself but shrugged it off completely ignoring the fact that Ian somehow managed to beat me back home as I opened the fridge and threw the bags with cold stuff inside while setting the other stuff on the counter before moving to the door to the basement.
Finding it odd that not even one of them noticed me or Savannah.
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Moving so that Savannah could sit down on the metal work bench I had in my room.
"Sit down here so I can check your ankle." I told Savannah who nodded against me but seemed reluctant to leave my back.
Kneeling down in front of Savannah, unlacing her black combat boots and pulling them off gently, finding that her right ankle has swelled up to the size of a ripe grapefruit.
"This is going to hurt a bit, I'm just making sure it's not broken." I told Savannah who nodded and gripped the metal table to the point her knuckles turned white, while she whimpered in pain.
"It's not broken…just a bad sprain." I told her as I stood up and found it very hard not to stare at her exposed green lace bra and c-cup breasts, finding that her skin was smooth and flawless.
"Let's get rid of this so I can check your ribs." I said motioning to her ripped too that had bead sequences stitched into it, while I took my Gerber stiletto combat knife out of my pocket and flicked the button making the blade eject from the handle cutting the shirt away.
Finding that Savannah immediately moved to cover her breasts.
"If I was going to do something to you I would have done it already. Now try and lift your arms above your head while I press down on your ribs." I said to her gently which made her flinch and nod before doing as she was told as her face took on a light pink blush as I started touching her skin gently at first making sure I could feel all her ribs pointing in the right direction before applying enough pressure to make her cry out in pain and move to grab my hand.
"You're lucky it's only severe bruising, it should go away completely in a week or so." I told Savannah who looked like she wanted to say something but stayed silent as I walked over to the department store wheeled clothes rack I hung my clothes on and grabbed an AC/DC shirt from and brought it over to her.
"Here you can wear this for now, I have to go get some medical supplies, don't try to walk on that ankle until I get it wrapped up. We don't want to aggravate it anymore than it already is." I told Savannah who nodded and took the shirt from my hand somewhat nervously.
"T-thanks, Issac." Savannah said in a small voice just as my foot landed on the first step on the stairs.
"No Problem Savannah." I shot back at her as I started to climb the steps, and just as I opened the door I heard Mandy screaming.
"Yeah, so not my problem." I muttered to myself softly as I shut and locked one of the deadbolts to keep the rift raft out of the basement knowing that I'd Savannah wanted to leave. She could just turn the lock on the other side of the door.
Leaving the house walking over to V and Kev's house letting myself in with the key they gave me seeing V sitting at the table in a robe.
"Hey V can I borrow some medical supplies?" I asked the gorgeous woman who opened her robe a bit to reveal her cleavage to me..
"Of course Izzy, What do you need?" Veronica asked me as a worried frown appeared on her face as she stood up from her kitchen table and walked over to me to look me over, once she found that I was unhurt, she sighed softly in relief before she walked over to the locked cabinet where she kept her pilfered medical supplies and medicine.
"Rubbing Alcohol, Iodine, Cotton Swabs, those sutra bandaid things for cuts on your face, bactroban, self adhering sports wrap if you have any rolls of it and Hydro 5's if you have any to spare. I'll give you twenty bucks for everything." I replied to V and even though I knew she would give me everything I asked for, for free I didn't like taking advantage of her kindness.
Plus it was better this way so she never grew to resent me, the way Kev has started resenting my siblings for how V always helps them out without asking for anything in return, always loaning them their shit and not getting it back unless Kev walks over and takes it back.
V smiled at me before bagging up everything that I asked for and handing it to me while I held out a crumpled up twenty to her and leaned in and kissed her cheek.
"You're the best V, I'd be lost without you." I joked softly before smacking V's ass and running out of her house before she could react.
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Kev walked into the room looking at Veronica who was rubbing her ass slightly.
"Izzy again?" Kev asked without a hint of jealousy or anger in fact he sounded almost turned on.
"Yeah, that boy is finally coming out of his shell…" V replied to her man.
"You know V, I wouldn't mind if you wanted to…maybe we could have a threesome." Kev said to Veronica and his words got her all hot and bothered as the started fucking on the living room floor.
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I could hear V cry out, "Augh Yeah baby fill my pussy." As I was walking back to the house, which gave me a hardon.
'Fucking teenage hormones, you suck.' I thought to myself as I unlocked the basement door and walked down the steps finding Savannah laying down on the workbench curled in on herself and crying softly.
Seeing the girl who usually has a take no shit attitude trembling and softly whimpering in pain made me feel certain things and remember certain events that I'd rather not feel or remember.
Walking into the bathroom grabbing a clean microfiber cloth and wetting said cloth with warm water with medical supplies still in hand before walking over to my workbench and Savannah.
"Sit up." I commanded gently which made Savannah flinch slightly though she complied with my commands, once she sat upright I set the plastic bag with the supplies in it on the bench beside her.
"Why?" Savannah suddenly asked as I gently started wiping away the dried blood with gentle strokes of the cloth.
"Why…what?" I asked Savannah while I concentrated on cleaning off the dried blood from her face, cheek, chin and neck.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Savannah asked self consciously.
"I told you already didn't I? It's because you sell me some great shit at trap prices…it also helps that you're actually a cute girl when you're not sneering at me all the time." I replied to her with a soft smile, as I finished cleaning away all of the dried blood and took a cotton swab and doused it in rubbing alcohol, which I tapped against her now reopened and lightly bleeding cuts on her forehead and lip, before repeating the process with iodine, then applying some bactroban cream to the nasty, and using the white sticky strips to close the cut on her forehead just above and to the side of her eyebrow.
While wishing I could do the same for her lip, finding the fact that Savannah only winced slightly at my cleaning her cuts which made me feel that she was a fighter.
I didn't ask what happened to her as I figured that it was none of my business, and she'd tell me if she wanted to, and I had no doubt that even now she was planning her revenge, or that her family was already taking their pound of flesh as the Wrights were just as bad as the Milkovichs.
"I don't know if you have a safe place to stay tonight…if you don't you can stay here, you can have the bed I'll sleep on the couch." I said to her feeling an urge to look after her more than I had already, and not quite understanding why I was feeling so charitable and protective towards her.
"Thanks Isaac…you're not so bad after all. I mean, for a know it all, that is…thanks for letting me stay here tonight. I don't want my brother's to see me like this…I want them to concentrate on getting ready for revenge…and I can't guarantee that I will be able to make it back home, without someone trying something again." Savannah replied to me and for the first time tonight looking at me directly, and I found that my mouth went dry, even with the fact that the area around her left eye had really swelled up and become discolored in a mix of blue and purple.
I looked into her stormy gray eyes, losing myself for a moment in them, before shaking it off and kneeling down so that I could wrap her ankle, quickly removing her sock and wrapping up her ankle.
Standing up offering her my hand to help her get down off of the table.
"Go ahead and take my bed." I lightly commanded her as she took my hand and slid herself off of the table, grunting a little in pain by putting weight on her ankle.
"Right, I almost forgot." I said while reaching into the bag and pulling out a bottle of Hydro's.
"They're only 5's but should be more than enough with your injuries." I told her as I handed the pill bottle to her and reached down underneath the workbench where I kept a mini fridge and grabbed out a mini water bottle, twisting the cap off before handing it to her.
Savannah shot me a look of gratitude as she took two of the painkillers and washed them down with the water.
I found myself resisting the urge to shake my head at her actions.
Seeing Savannah standing in my room all cleaned up and wearing one of my favorite shirts that was stretched tightly around her breast but hung down to mid thigh on her.
I realized just how small she was, and how big I actually was as she stood at five foot four, and I stood at five eleven.
Savannah looked at me for a moment before taking off her jeans.
Before she moved over to my bed and threw herself on it and since my eyes seemed glued to her, her toned round ass and lacey green thong that she was wearing that nicely matched her bra, were revealed to me.
Though she quickly rolled over onto her back and covered herself with my comforter snapping me out of my entrancement.
"The bathroom is over there if you need it, I'll be locking the room up for the night so that Frank doesn't get in here and trash my place and steal my plants." I said to her as I took off my shirt revealing my toned body and six pack abs before making my way up the steps where I locked every lock before making my way back down the steps, noticing Savannah's eyes were now glued to me in the same way my eyes had been glued to her earlier.
Deciding I'd had enough excitement for one day I flopped down onto my couch and closed my eyes to go to sleep.
"Goodnight Issac, thanks for everything." I heard Savannah whisper once she thought I was asleep.
'No problem Princess.' I mentally replied to her and found myself drifting off to nightmare land as I found myself strapped to the chair once more.
"Hey hey it's just a bad dream, come on Know-it-all wake up." I heard Savannah whispering as I felt a gentle caress on my face and hair.
Opening my eyes, I found Savannah's breasts were at my eye level as I felt her soft hands gently touching my face and my chest.
"I guess we aren't so different after all." Savannah whispered softly to herself before grabbing my hand.
"Come on, the bed's too big for one person anyways." Savannah said while tugging on my hand, and I was in no state to resist her as I found myself laying in my bed being spooned by Savannah.
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4.
Waking up in my bed finding that the warm comforting presence of Savannah that had allowed me to fall back to sleep after my night terror was regrettably missing.
'Damn, I was kinda hoping she'd still be here…even with how wrong it is..' I thought to myself while considering the fact that I was a twenty seven year old in the body of a fourteen or fifteen year old teen and Savannah was like seventeen but still in my grade.
"Haa, I hope I didn't say too much in my sleep." I muttered to myself as I sat up in bed and noticed that Savannah had left behind her thong.
Shrugging my shoulders at seeing that my jeans were still on and buttoned, I got out of bed leaving her thong where it was, going into the bathroom to brush my teeth.
Deciding I didn't feel like interacting with anyone today I flopped down on my couch and started flipping through channels.
Hours later…
(Knock Knock Knock)
"Izzy it's me Fi, you coming up to join us for Deadliest catch?" Fiona hollered through the door.
"Sure!" I hollered back so she could hear me.
…Some minutes later.
We, as in all of the Gallaghers V and Kev included plus the outsiders Karen and Steve were all sitting around the living room waiting for the new episode of Deadliest Catch to start.
I couldn't help but sigh softly when I heard someone knocking at the front door, and since I happen to be the closest to said door.
Jumping up and walking over to it answer the door opening it up.
Finding Savannah standing there on the porch in a hooded black leather jacket with the hood down, while her brothers waited at the gate, not coming any closer to the cursed Gallagher house than they had to.
Noticing that…her brother's were in even worse shape than her, each sporting black eyes, broken noses, busted lips and one of them even had his arm in a sling.
For some reason the sight of them roughed up made me feel glad to know that she wasn't alone and had family just as good as mine.
"What's up?" I asked Savannah while leaning against the door frame and smiling at her, though upon noticing how she backed off a little bit and moved down the steps of the porch I followed her and leaned against the railing of the steps with my feet on the ground.
"Came to pay you back…for last night." Savannah replied while slinging a black backpack off of her shoulder that I didn't even notice, she reached inside of the backpack and pulled out what looked to be a pound of weed, wrapped up in cellophane wrap, which she handed to me before reaching into her jacket pocket, and pulling out a small pile of crumbled up bills.
"It's not much, but I know how much you enjoy this weed, the money is to pay for the medical supplies you used on me and the Hydro's." I held my hand out and Savannah slapped the money down into my palm and then I moved my hand and stuffed the cash into my pocket, while tucking the weed underneath my arm.
As Savannah and I stood there staring at one another in the eyes Frank bumped into me and I saw that he had a bloody nose and was muttering about his "shitty kids" and all the problems he brought him before he moved to headbutt me.
Before his forehead could make contact with me I caught his head in my hand and used the other to push him away from me.
"Fuck off Frank! Can't you see I'm busy here?" I growled watching as he stumbled and fell onto his ass, and stumbled back on to his feet then hobbled into the house.
Looking over Savannah's shoulder seeing that her brother's were busy texting away or playing games on their phones.
"Well if that's all I'm going back inside." I told Savannah as I started to feel embarrassed about the state she saw me in last night, as I started to turn to head into the house.
"Wai----" Savannah started to say but was interrupted by a shouting match coming from inside the house, and then Steve came out of the house with a small angry frown on his face, as he brushed past us on his way to his "car" and drove off at a fast pace leaving behind skid marks.
'It seems Frank will be taking a trip to Canada tonight…I might have stopped it from happening if Frank hadn't tried headbutting me earlier…and it's not like Frank is going to get hurt or anything up there in Maple syrup land.' I thought to myself, zoning out a little bit, failing to notice that Savannah wasn't speaking.
Looking back to where she was standing, I noticed she was already at the metal gate and putting her hood up leaving.
I raised an eyebrow but didn't stop her, though I gave into the urge to holler at her,
"Catch ya later princess!" With a smirk on my face I went back inside the house, seeing Ian holding his nose, blood dripping between his fingers, I felt a flash of red hot rage.
"Hey!" Frank expressed but it was cut off when I grabbed him by his throat with my left hand and cold clocked him with my right.
"Keep your fucking hands off of my family, you drunk worthless fuck." I said not realizing I'd knocked Frank out with one punch.
I felt Debby try and push me off of Frank while I let go of him and let his knocked out form fall to the floor.
"Sorry Debbs." I said softly, seeing the little girl that was looking up at me with hurt filled teary eyes, before looking around the room, noticing everyone looking at me with their mouths hanging open.
Walking into the living room grabbing Ian by his arm and leading him upstairs into the bathroom to clean him up.
Standing in the bathroom wiping away the blood and putting one of those strips on his nose so it would keep his airway open and support better healing.
"You know you should have hit him back, even though Debby will get a little mad again it won't bother anyone else." I told my twin brother who was blushing slightly as I took care of him.
"Yeah, you should have dropped him…like Izzy did." Lip chipped in with an amused voice while Karen clung to his arm and looked at me with come fuck me eyes.
"Next time, I won't hold back." lan replied to the both of us while gently touching his nose a little, which made me chuckle and pull out the altoid container from my pocket that I kept my pre-rolled joints in.
Lip grabbed the pound of weed I'd set on a shelf while looking after Ian.
"Shit man, where did you get this?" Lip asked me while holding the brick of weed up in the air, which I snatched from his hand while tossing him the altoid container.
"Haa, I helped someone out last night…and this was a thank you I received from the person I helped out." I replied to Lip motioning to the brick of weed in my hand.
"Along with this." I continued speaking as Lip, Ian and Karen looked at me like I'd given a second head as I set the brick down on a shelf close to me and took the money Savannah had given me counting it quickly finding $273.00 dollars.
"Damn, pizza again or Chinese tonight?" I asked while Lip shot me a concerned look.
"Definitely Chinese, we've had pizza too many times this week." lan replied with a cheeky grin.
"I'll have to take a rain check, Karen and I have some plans for tonight." Lip added with a small grin on his face, and I couldn't really blame him as Karen might be a hoe but she's sexy as fuck and I'd rather get lucky with her then eat take out with my family.
"Before we go, can I talk to you alone for a minute?" Lip asked me while I pushed a hundred bucks into Ian's hands and whispered to him to order Chinese food.
"Sure, you know you don't have to ask Lip." I said softly to him, noticing Karen looking at me with hungry eyes as she followed after Ian.
"Did you do one of your special jobs last night? You received a pound of fire weed that is worth about 2,500 and you have around 250 dollars. A little bit more than your usual rate for jobs." Lip asked knowing that my jobs were removing people who caused problems for people with money.
"Nah, Lip…I haven't received any jobs this month yet…I really just helped someone out who was hurt is all." I replied to him and he nodded before pulling me into a hug.
"Just be careful Izzy." Lip said as he playfully pushed me away from him.
"Sure thing Lipstick." I joked to him in response to his show of familial love and concern. Which made him punch me in the stomach playfully before he ran off to escape my retaliation.
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Ian, Fiona and I were sitting in the living room watching Ironman and picking over the leftovers of Chinese food.
Passing around a joint between the three of us Fiona was resting her head on my shoulder, the younger kids were in bed.
It was obvious that Fiona was more than a little mad at Steve, for trying to butt in on our family drama…but she was fine with how I handled Frank.
"You know sis…while he might have crossed a line…he did so because he has a good heart, and it was the right thing to do by most people's standards. It's not your fault you attracted an idiot with misguided good intentions, so don't beat yourself up about it." I comforted Fiona and took a long drag of the joint before passing it to her.
"Yeah, I thought it was kinda nice to meet a guy who actually cares about us and you beyond getting to fuck you." Ian interjected before getting up and stretching.
"Heading to bed?" I asked my twin as I saw him rub his eyes.
"Yeah…I've got ROTC in the morning and work right after that." Ian said and I nodded to him.
"Night." Both Fiona and I said to him at the same time.
"You really like this one…don't you Fi?" I asked my big sister who became slightly tense while she leaned against me.
"What? No…" Fiona replied with a bit of shyness to her voice.
"Haa, that's a relief…it seems like he's hiding something anyways, all the different cars, make him seem like a car thief anyways." I sighed softly and dropped some hints.
I smirked as just like that Steve became catnip for Fiona.
"I'm going to head to bed, try not to kill Frank, when he gets back." Fiona said to me before kissing my cheek and getting up from the couch and going upstairs.
'Jokes on you, he won't be coming back tonight.' I thought to myself happily and almost considered going out to a club to try and score some pussy as it was high time my new body had its cherry popped, it's V card taken…but it seems fate wants me to stay a virgin forever.
As my phone dinged causing me to stop my attempt to get off the couch as I pulled the phone out of my pocket looking at the message seeing it was from M the woman who found me jobs/contracts.
[Got a real nasty one for you, sick fuck has raped and killed ten women in the past week alone, one of the families sold all of their possesions and put everything they have into a contract. The contract is for 237k…you interested?]
[Yeah, send me any intel we have and work on gathering more.] I messaged back to her.
[Okay, will do…and thank you for taking this one Izz…I know this isn't your usual style.]
[This is all of the current Intel we have on him.]
'I've always been a little curious who "the we" is…I wonder if M is part of the CIA? She always seems to be able to provide me with jobs and whatever equipment I need to complete them…and has been doing so for years.' I thought to myself while shrugging my shoulders and rolling with it as the memory of me taking my first life in this world resulted in my finding a phone on my pillow with one contact being programmed inside of it and that was M's.
So the target's name is Compose, who currently works under Rico Vargas the mini boss of Chicago that has tied to the Vargas cartel in Columbia, Compose is an up and comer inside of the Bragga cartel for Chicago, but he's mostly responsible for the chop shops, and sending money back to Mexico.
He drives a black Range Rover Defender that has top of the line arnoring when he doesn't have a driver drive him around in a Hummer limo.
He has a passion for old muscle cars and unwilling teenage girls. I ended up throwing my phone at seeing how his victims ended up mutilated as it brought back memories of one of the guys who tortured me.
'Could he be…one of them?' I wondered to myself as I walked over to the fireplace where my phone sat and picked it up looking at each one of the girl's corpses and corners reports, burning everything the sick fuck did to the girls into my mind.
[I'll need gear and a classic car to make my introduction.] I messaged M who quickly messaged me back.
[I'll call you when everything is prepped.] M replied back to me.
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5.
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Going down into my room, not bothering to lock the door since I didn't have to worry about Frank coming home tonight.
Kicking off my clothes falling onto my bed face first smelling a sweet womanly scent coming from the fabric pressed against my face that had my dick growing rock hard.
Rolling over onto my back finding my seven inch dick standing proudly into the air while I held Savannah's thong up in the air spread out between my two arms.
'It is kinda strange she left these behind, especially with the rumors circulating around that she plays for the home team.' I thought to myself as I brought the thing down and pressed the smaller triangle of soft silky material against the tip of my cock and started jerking off.
Throwing the cum caked thong into my laundry basket, I found that sleep wouldn't come to me because every time I shut my eyes I'd see those girls but their voices were my voice.
"Fuck me man." I muttered to myself as I threw on a pair of boxers and walked up into the kitchen grabbing the pack of smokes that sat on the counter before going and sitting on the front steps enjoying the taste of the cigarette.
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I didn't end up sleeping at all the night before so I was just relaxing on the couch in the living room as Fiona started busying herself with the morning routine.
Stopping only once to caress my head worriedly at seeing me sitting on the couch in nothing but my boxers with my phone in hand playing flappy birds.
As she walked around the house looking for Frank after discovering his Disability or rather aunt Ginger's Disability check.
'AHh, Shit! I can't believe that I forgot about this…then again it has been awhile since I watched Shameless…I need to get a notarized Will registered at the county clerk's office stating that Ginger left us the house before our cousin, Ginger's son could put his own in saying that he gets the house, if I don't that ass could kick us out into the street or we'd end up having to pay, rent out of all our asses. With how money grubbing that cock sucker is.' I thought to myself as I got up off of the couch ask went upstairs to get the laptop from Lip since I still haven't bought my own since the one in the house works well enough.
Lip was just waking up as I pushed open the door and sat down on the corner edge of Ian's bed as Ian had left the house a couple of hours ago for ROTC.
"What are you up to?" Lip asked me, making me look up at him from his perch on the bunk bed.
"What, no Karen today?" I prodded him with a smile on my face which made him laugh and throw a pillow at me.
"Humph, that's no way to treat your brother as I make my last Will and Testament, you never know what could happen here on the southside." I joked and even though Lip chucked and nodded I could see a look of worry in his baby blue eyes.
"Well, just make sure to leave all your shit to me. Wouldn't want the government to get their hands on anything." Lip jokingly replied as he jumped down from his bunk and threw his clothes on quickly leaving the room, twenty minutes later Lip came back with Karen in tow hugged my face into her tits before sitting down on Ian's bed next to me as Lip jumped up and sat upright on his buck using a clipboard to roll a phat blunt.
Fiona walked into the room coming to a stop in front of me, her face marred with a worried frown.
"Have you seen Frank at all? It's the last of the Friday of the month…but he hasn't turned up…he always turns up." Fiona said to me looking on the verge of having a panic attack, honestly I couldn't understand why she was so worried especially with how much bottled up hate and rage she has towards the guy, though I also knew deep down she was a daddy's girl and loves Frank and never wants to lose him not even of old age.
"Not since yesterday, after he ran off when he woke up." I told her, not even struggling with the decision not to tell her that Steve took Frank on a little trip north of the border, since it was more funny than hurtful.
"What does it being the last Friday of the month have to do with anything?" Karen asked Lip and I tuned her out while seeing Fiona start to break down. I couldn't go along with the events of the TV show.
Getting up I grabbed my phone off of the bed and grabbed Fiona's wrist before she ran off to get everyone in the Southside into an uproar.
"Easy Fi, I'll try tracking his phone." I told Fiona gently before pulling her into a hug to calm her down and offer some support.
"Thank you Izzy." Fiona clutched hold of me like her life depended on me, making me feel shitty for thinking that this was amusing.
"No problem Fi." I replied to her softly kissing her cheek and separating from her hug.
"Umm…it says he's in Canada…" I told Fi, Lip and Karen who all looked like I'd gone crazy.
"How…" Fiona started to say when we heard some cheers from the little kids down stairs along with Steve's voice, which made Fiona go downstairs.
"Lip, you still got that connect at the Clerk's office that can notarize this?" I asked Lip while motioning to the computer that had aunt Ginger's last will and testament on it.
"Yeah, bring me a copy and I'll take care of the rest." Lip replied to me and I noticed him and Karen eyeing each other up.
"Well, I'll go take care of that now…" I replied to Lip and then emailed the documents I made to myself, before going down to my room getting dressed tending to my plants, locking up the door to my room before leaving the house.
Taking a long walk around town, while on my way to the library, where I would be able to print out a copy of the fake Will…that I'd pass along to Lip so he could go get it notarized.
As I was crossing the street, I saw a head of green hair walking out of an alley that stopped me in my tracks.
"Well hello there Princess, to what do I owe the pleasure of running into you this morning?" I joked to Savannah while using a fake posh British accent.
Savannah looked me up and down before speaking, "Got a sample of some new green, you want a taste? If you like it I'll order more." Savannah said, making me raise an eyebrow at her.
'She's going to order bud or not order it specifically because of whether or not I like it? That's a little weird.' I thought to myself as before I helped her the other night she'd been pretty hostile towards me even after I started buying from her last week, now she's deciding on a business deal because of
…my opinion, that could compromise her and her family's business.
I noticed Savannah's brothers standing a bit away from us and off to the side, though I could tell that they were pretending not to listen, to us though I could also see a little smirks on each of their face's.
I wasn't dumb and had been pretty good at reading people and getting a sense of them and I knew she wanted something from me, something other than my opinion on the weed but she wasn't saying what it was, and as good as I was I'm no mind reader.
"I'm not one to pass up free weed, or free anything really...but are you sure you want to base a business decision on the opinion of a know it all Ghallager?" I replied to her awkwardly rubbing the back of my head making Savannah smirk at me slightly, while she nodded and reached into her pocket pulling out a dime baggie.
Opening the jewelry bag, inspecting the small bud finding that it had little crystalline structures spread throughout it, which indicated it was a top of the shelf weed, and it also put off a very mellowing scent before smoking it.
'This is some very good weed, even without my opinion Savannah should be dealing in this stuff, it's even better than the stuff I've been getting from her.' I thought to myself pulling the bud apart and putting it back into the bag.
When I noticed Savannah was still standing in front of me, with a curious expression on my face while looking at me curiously.
"What are you up to? You don't usually come around here." Savannah asked while crossing her arms over her chest.
"Heading to the Library, there's something I need to print out…plus…Frank is missing, his phone says he's in Canada but he doesn't even have a passport so all of us are out looking for him. Any chance you guys have seen him while out conducting business?" I replied to Savannah and since I wasn't really in a rush I didn't mind hanging out with her since she's no longer showing any hostility towards me.
"I haven't seen him, Hey, you two seen Frank?" Savannah replied before getting her brother's attention and asking them if they'd seen Frank.
"Not since he stiffed us last time." The bigger brother said whose name I think is Zach who was looking between me and his sister with a smirk on his lips, the slightly smaller brother, the one I believe is named Adam, looked at me with a small secretive smile while chuckling softly at what his brother said.
"Good to know…out of curiosity how much does Frank owe you guy's and if you were to find him…will he be walking afterwards?" I asked them while looking over Savannah to the two even though I knew she was their boss but they kept the ledgers and collected past due debts.
The shorter brother pulled a black notebook out of his back pocket and opened it up flipping through a couple of pages.
"He owes us seven hundred bucks, and he fucked up a business deal for our mom…but she hasn't said she wants anything done about it." Adam replied while making eye contact with me and I saw a look of mirth in them as he spoke.
"Good to know, if it makes you guys feel better I knocked Frank out last night." I said to the three which got a laugh out of her brother's and a look of concern shot at me from Savannah, which threw me a bit.
"Ohh, our mom is going to love that." Savannah's other brother Zack said with a light laugh.
"Well, it was nice running into you guys but I've got to get some things down, and I'm sure you guys have better things to do than waste your day away talking to me…but if you happen to find Frank could you let us know? He might be an asshole but he's our asshole, ya know...he stuck around for us when our mom left." I said and went to move past Savannah, who didn't try to stop me or say whether or not that they would let me know about Frank, but I could feel that Savannah was watching me like a hawk, it was like her stormy gray eyes were peering into my soul.
A part of me thought it was strange that she looked like a young Alexander Daddario with Annabeth Chase's eye color, but she was extremely sexy and hard to peel my eyes off of her even with her being a Southside girl.
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Walking down the steps of the library after having printed out the will, making my way to the post office, going to my PO Box, opening it up to see if I had any mail or not.
Not finding anything I headed home finding Fiona chewing Steve out in the kitchen for sending Frank to Canada, while holding an empty cigarette pack in her hand.
"So he really is in Canada then, it seems like a good place for him, it has free health care which will allow him to score all the pills he wants." I joked which made Lip and lan chuckle, while Debby smiled thinking about daddy Frank being happy, while Carl wasn't really paying attention as he was holding a plate with what looked like a melted blue power ranger and an Ironman toy on it.
Steve said something about being a piece of shit and stormed out of the house, once he was gone Fiona laughed.
"So he's going to go get Frank back." Fiona said before starting to call everyone to let them know Frank was safe and to set up a welcome back party.
"Guess you should have trusted me." I muttered before unlocking my door and going downstairs.
Lip came downstairs accompanied by Karen.
"Think I could get some bud off of you. I smoked all of those ones you had pre-rolled. And are you alright you seem a bit out of it lately?" Lip asked me for some weed before looking at me with a slight amount of concern his eyes glancing over my laundry basket no doubt spotting the thong.
"Yeah I'm good, you know where the bud is, go ahead and grab some." I told him while noticing Karen looking around in surprise as the basement looked more like a high end apartment filled with expensive stuff.
"Lip's gotta take a test for someone…want some company?" Karen asked me, which made Lip look at her with a strange expression on his face before shrugging.
"I don't care…you can do what you want, but no one is allowed down here when I'm out." I told her I didn't really care if she stayed or not as I was just going to play some Xbox.
"So everyone thought it'd be fun to pick on Frank they're all going to bring their own signs and such to bust his balls." Lip told me with a laugh on his lips as he rolled a blunt.
"Seems like a bit of a hassle to me, I do think it's funny that Steve took him to Canada, but why take someone to Canada? It'd be funnier if he sent him to rehab…though Frank would have talked himself out of there within an hour." I said to Lip who grunted in agreement.
"Hey Lip, you're at like twenty SA-Tees at this point, I'm sure they're close to catching you…once they do they'll void the results of all the tests you've taken and you'll have a lot of pissed off people looking at you for retribution." I told him as he lit the blunt.
"Yeah, after this one I'll take mine and stop taking tests for other people." Lip replied to me while passing the blunt to Karen, and Ian ran down into my room panting for breath.
"Milkovich's?" I asked Ian who nodded and snatched the blunt from Karen's hand.
"Haa, should have known Mandy wouldn't let you turn her down without repercussions…you should tell her about your predisposition." I said to Ian while looking at him with a raised eyebrow as he blushed and looked away from me with a bit of embarrassment.
While Karen giggled and looked at Ian and then to me and bit her bottom lip while looking at my crotch.
"Lip, stay alert…I'm sure that Mickey will harass any Ghallager until he gets his hands on Ian or Mandy calls him and their brother's off." I told him while keeping eye contact with him which he nodded to.
"I will Iz." Lip replied to me seriously.
While Ian looked at us with a guilty expression on his face as his shoulder slumped and handed the blunt to Karen and went upstairs.
"You don't think…" Lip started to say.
"That he'll do something stupid, yeah I do." I replied to Lip as I pulled out a drawer on my dresser removing the false bottom revealing a metal lock box with a key code pin lock, typing in the eight digit unlock code.
Taking out my custom Strayer Voigt Infinity 1911 handgun and quick draw tactical holster that held two extra mags.
Before closing and locking everything back up and sliding the drawer shut.
"You want me to go with you?" Lip asked me while watching me pull on a custom made black leather motorcycle jacket, that had kevlar lining and metal plates rated to stop up to 45 caliber bullets.
"Nah, handle your shit…I'll watch over Ian." I told Lip who nodded but didn't say anything as I shoo-ed him and Karen out of my room.
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It didn't take me long to catch up to Ian who got brushed off by Mandy and called a freak while she and her friends ran away from him.
'Really Ian? Fuck man your're hopeless.' I thought to myself as I watched him slump down and start crying using the trains support beam to hold himself up while I ran to catch up to Mandy using my senses to track her down.
"Hey, Mandy, can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked Mandy which made her turn around to look at me and when she was about to refuse, I opened my jacket to reveal my piece which made the blood drain from her face.
"S-sure Isaac, Sarah Elena I'll message you later." Mandy said to her friend's a grabbed her hand and guided her to the abandoned industrial district of the Southside.
Her hand trembled in mine fearing that I was going to kill her.
"The reason Ian turned you down is that he's gay, not because you're not a beautiful girl Mandy…if you'd have come onto me I probably would have let you take my V-card." I told her truthfully while sitting down on a piece of cement foundation and motioning for her to join me as I let go of her hand.
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