Imagines

Stay away from her - Carl Gallagher

DDM - age 2 yrs old & 18 yrs old

Carls pov
I was in the kitchen making y/n some lunch, while she was in the play pen in the living room playing with her toys with spongebob on the TV for background noise

I admit it is hard raising a baby while your a teen, and living on the South Side with not alot of money, but I have a support system and I couldn't be more grateful for all of them

I hear the front door slam open then close making y/n start to cry as she is scared of loud noises

I turn the oven off as her mac and cheese was done and look out the door way, I see frank about to pick her up but I immediately smell the alcohol

"Stay away from her" I say to my alcoholic father

"She's my granddaughter. I'm aloud to pick her up." he said starting to get angry

"Not when your drunk and high off your mind. I don't want y/n around that, hince of why I stopped doing it and only drink beer every once in a while." I say trying to stay calm so I don't scare y/n

"Here have the stupid child" he yells giving her to me and walking upstairs

Y/n immediately laid her head on my shoulder and was still crying but now 10x more because of him yelling

"Shshshsh your ok, your ok. How about some chicken nuggets and mac and cheese and when your done we can cuddle and watch Disney, yeah?" I say trying to comfort her

I feel her nod her head a little so I go in the kitchen and make her plate sitting down at the table with her on my lap

Shes can't sit at the table by herself so for meals she's usually on my lap, one of my siblings laps, or in her high chair so that's why she's not sitting on her own.

She starts eating so I go on my phone for a little, after a few minutes I hear the door open and look up to see Fiona

"Hey, what's wrong with bug?" fiona asks

"Frank came here and slammed the front door when she was in the living room and yelled while holding her and practically threw her on me, and she hates loud noises."

"Aw the poor baby" she said as she played with your hair, you stopped eating and looked up at her making some type of baby noise

You don't really talk much, you've said your first word and a few others you just don't like talking

Eventually she goes upstairs to her room to take a nap before dinner and such, and once you finish eating he picks you up and puts your plate in the sink and hands you your half full sippy cup

He goes upstairs to his room and lays you down on the bed and he gets in next you letting you cuddle up to his chest, while he turns on your favorite Disney movie