"12 gauge on your waist 'bout to waste your cousin" I pushed Mickey off me, closing my door as Debbie came dancing down the hallway.
"Yeah it's not working, fucking meds" I laughed, pulling up my pajamas bottoms.
If I knew the medication would stop my ability to get turned on, I would have never agreed to go on them.
"It could also be the jacked-up teenage girl down the hall" He muttered, climbing over me. "Breakfast of champs. Mood stabilizer, antipsychotic, anti-depressant, and gatorade"
"You a fucking nurse now?" I muttered, taking the drugs from him.
"Shut the fuck up and take your pills bitch"
He quickly kissed my head before walking out of the room. I looked down at the capsules in my hand, swallowing them quickly without a second thought.
I mean as long as they kept me stable....who needs sex anyways.
"No caffeine, not on your meds" Mickey called as I made my way into the kitchen. I kept my eyes locked on his as I poured myself a cup.
No one and I mean no one, would take coffee away from me.
"How you feeling?" Debbie asked, handing me a plate of eggs.
"I would be feeling a lot better if that blonde skank got out of our house"
I sent a glare to Sammi who was sitting all nonchalantly at our kitchen table. I mean didn't she understand that we wanted nothing to fucking do with her.
"Calling around for apartments today" She hummed, her face shoved in a newspaper. God who even read newspapers anymore?
"The fridges is empty" I muttered, slamming the door closed. "Has no one gone shopping?"
"Well you usually do the shopping Cass" Ian shrugged as I rolled my eyes. God did I have to do everything around here?
I mean it wasn't like I could go shopping anyways....I lost my club job and pretty much failed my opportunity at Patsy's.
"I need you to take me to Planned Parenthood today" Debbie sighed as I shoved the food in my mouth. Shit how do you fuck up eggs?
"Are you and Derek having sex?" I questioned, throwing my plate in the sink. I would just have to deal with the stomach pains.
Derek was apparently her new boyfriend, I had never met him but she seemed to really like him so...
"Well not yet, but I made an appointment and Fiona won't take me" She sighed. "And since you're 18"
"Fine, go get dressed" I muttered. "But if I get in trouble that's on you"
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Fanfiction{DISCONTINUED} Cassie Gallagher was born to an alcoholic father and a dead beat mother. Being raised by her older sister was tough, but what was even worse was living under the same roof as her other six siblings. Family troubles, drugs, and sharin...