Another Gallagher?

006

I arrived home around an hour later, an unexpected face was sat on the couch talking with Lip, Fiona and Ian as I entered.

"Johnny?" I said confused as my lawyer turned around to face me

"Take a seat Tori" Johnny said gesturing towards the couch

"What's happening?" I asked worried

"We are talking to Johnny about losing the house" Lip sighed

"What? Not happening" I exclaimed my head wiping to face Johnny

"We are looking at all our options" Fiona said quickly

"The only option is we live here." I said stubbornly

"That might not be an option for very long" Johnny sighed

"What the fuck dose that mean?" I asked looking at him confused

He looked down, so did Lip and Ian were as Fi stared at me sympathetically. I shook my head and walked upstairs.

"Tori!" Fiona exclaimed

I stopped halfway up the stairs and turned to face them "By the way the bloody nose is from Franks fat skull headbutting me, thanks for fucking asking" I exclaimed angrily before storming upstairs

"WHAT?!" Lip shouted

I went upstairs and sat on my bed listening to my MP3 Player for around an hour when i got a text from Carl. Unlocking my phone and sitting up, i read the text carefully.

"You gotta help me, i'm on 8th and 23rd"

I replied to his message as I stood up and grabbed a knife and a roll of cash. I placed them in my pockets while messaging him back.

"Wtf do u mean I gotta help you? Are u in danger??" I sent back walking downstairs

"Tori wait!" Fiona exclaimed as i walked towards the door

I stopped and turned to her, placing my hand in my pocket to conceal the stuff i had in there

"The moving house thing coul-" She began to explain

Carl text me back urgently, responding "JUST COME!"

"Can we talk about this later" I said walking out the house and grabbing my skateboard before skating to the corner of 8th and 23rd.

I arrived at the corner, looking around before spotting Carl and Nick stood awkwardly next to a park bench.

"Whats going on?" I asked approaching them concerned

"THAT, is whats going on" Carl said pointing to the bench

On the bench was a large black bag, it was zipped up and seemed battered and dirty. I gave Carl a look before approaching and unzipping the bag slightly.
Inside was stacks of cash, id guess roughly around $30,000 sat in the beat up old bag.

I immediately zipped it closed before staring at Carl with wide eyes.

"What the fuck?! Where did you get this?" I hissed in a hush tone

"Some guy owned me a fuck ton of money, we came to collect and he just dropped this shit off and dipped" Carl explained trying to track his thoughts

"How much did he owe?" I asked confused

"Only like 7ish bands" Carl sighed rubbing his head

"Okay, Okay. We gotta get this somewhere safe, Not the house." I sighed

Nick grabbed the bag and we walked over to a strip of grass next to the El that no one came too.

"Dig" I said handing Carl a shovel