Shameless Uk Oneshots

Jamie- Control

Y/n Pov

I don't remember my daddy. He was taken away from me when I was just a baby. He killed a man. Nana always told me, he did it for us, for our family. And I believe her. Because, although I don't remember him, I love him so much and I know that he loves me too. I just know he does.

I'm 11 years old, it was my birthday last week. Nana mimi and grandad paddy threw me a huge party and i even got to try my first line. Nana says that daddy would've been proud of me, if he could've seen me drinking and doing drugs. Its the maguire way, and I'm a maguire through and through. Mum is out of the picture, so is dad, but not for long. He's coming home today, and although I'm slightly nervous, I'm mainly just excited.

"Ready to go darling?" Grandad asked me as I quickly tied my shoe laces

"I've been ready for years! And, this is getting me out of doing my maths homework. I told the teacher daddy was coming home, and no one is cruel enough to expect me to spend my first weekend with my dad doing homework"

"I'm glad this has advantages for you. Remember, work smart, not hard" he reminded me of this on a weekly basis. If I can get through life without having to lift a finger, then I've done a much better job than those people who work every single day and still struggle

Waiting outside the prison for him, I was using my grandad as a climbing frame. He didn't mind. He never did. He just stood there, like usual, and allowed me to swing from his neck and dangle from his arms. Him and my nana are the two most important people in my life. They raised me when daddy couldn't

"You've got alot of energy" grandad told me

"Uncle Shane gave me some alcohol, for the nerves"

"What nerves? You haven't been nervous have you love?" Nana asked

"Not particularly. I think he just needed a drinking partner"

"Fuck off!" Shane grumbled as grandad whacked him round the head.

The time had finally come. The doors opened and I jumped down from my grandads shoulders, jumping up and down impatiently. From behind the door, daddy stepped forward, a nervous smile on his face

"Daddy!" I squealed, running into his arms. He lifted me up instantly, holding me close to him as he cried into my shoulder, stroking my hair and kissing my cheek

"Oh my sweet girl. I've missed you so much. I'm so sorry. Daddy's so sorry"

"Im proud of you daddy. I wanna be just like you when I grow up," I saw his face frown but before he could reply, everyone else had started hugging him and congratulating him on coming out. The ride home was amazing. I sat leaning against daddy as his arm was around me. I just couldn't stop staring at him. I'd seen pictures, but i felt so much happier having him here infront of me. It almost didn't feel real

When we got home, I sat on his lap on the sofa, and grandad opened the several bottles of alcohol to celebrate

"I need to talk to you, all of you. I don't want any part in the family business, not anymore. I killed that man, I've done my time. Now, I need to move on, make a change," daddy said. This isn't how I expected our first meeting to go

"What did they do to you in there?" Grandad asked, almost as if he had been tortured

"I've missed 10 years of my daughters life. I'm not going to miss another second of her growing up. And that means, staying out of trouble. I'll find a job, a proper job and then I'll get me and y/n a house"

"No. I don't wanna leave," I told him

"We won't be going far. It can even be on this street. But we need to move on from what's happened. I need to get my life back on track" I got up off his lap and ran into nanas arms, crying

"No no no. I'm staying here."

Time skip

I did in fact not stay there. After just a month of daddy being home, my entire life had changed. I still loved him, but he was different than how I imagined. He'd started hooking up with Karen, and we lived with her in the pub. I'd like to make it abundantly clear, I was never there willingly.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Daddy asked me one morning, snatching the weed from my hands

"Hey! That's from my birthday!"

"You are too young for this! It's dangerous and you're a child. I don't want to see you with this again!"

"Grandad let's me! He always let's me!" I screamed at him

"Well I'm not grandad am I? I'm your dad, I make the rules"

"Grandad let's me smoke, he let's me drink. We had ice cream for breakfast whenever I wanted and he even let me drive Shane's car. Granted, he wouldn't let me drive his but he still let me drive a car. We did all sorts of fun stuff together but all me and you ever do is sit around and watch TV! It isn't fair!" I regretted what I said when I saw the look of defeat upon his face. He slumped down in a pub chair and put his head in his hands

"Daddy, i-"

"Don't. I've been trying to take control and I shouldn't have done that. They raised you, and I'm so sorry I couldn't. But now im here and I'm struggling to get used to it all. Your life style has already been decided and I don't like that at all. You're a kid, you shouldn't even know what weed is"

"But I do. You're right, you can't change that. I want my daddy, but you've changed. You're different. I wanted to be just like you-"

"No. Do not say that. Please, don't say that. Killing that man is the biggest regret of my life," he admitted, breaking my heart but also confusing me

"But you did it for your family"

"I did it because I was angry. And in doing so, I missed out on your childhood. I left my baby girl because I couldn't control my temper. Don't do that. Don't ruin your life over silly things. Very few things in life are worth going to jail over."

I walked towards him, grabbing his hand and smiling lightly. He smiled back, although it was faint. The stress remained in his eyes, so I knew that his smile was probably false, probably a ploy to make me happy

"I wish you never left. But you did. I'll try and listen to your rules from now on. But please don't be too strict. I feel like I've gone from a house where I made the rules to have absolutely no freedom and it's too big of a change"

He pulled me into a hug, sitting me on his lap and leaning his cheek ontop of my head

"OK. That seems fair. I love you"

"I love you too"