after all the commotion died down, i went to lips room and saw him. i walked over to him and pulled him into a tight hug. i felt him wrap his arms around me tightly and we both just stood there in each other's arms.

"how's your head?" lip asked.

"it's fine, veronica fixed me up." i replied still standing there in his arms.

"you really scared me." i said quietly as lip rubbed my back.

"i'm sorry" lip said in the same quiet tone as me.

"it's fine, i have a feeling you'll make it up to me." i said as i pulled away from him and he looked down at me.

"yes i will." lip said with a smirk.

all i can say about the rest of the night was that we were banging like bunnies.

-

lip, mandy, ian and i were walking to school together and i felt lip grab my hand.

"gotta love these half days." ian said.

"good thing public education is broke." mandy said.

"yeah, waste of time anyway. the only thing those people are equipped to teach is how to live with crippling disappointment." lip said.

"agreed." i said as we kept walking.

"hey, wanna catch a movie later? brandy can sneak us in." mandy asked ian.

"can't. gotta be at work by 3." ian said.

"gotta go see your lover." i said.

"fuck off mel." ian said playfully.

"nice jacket kash bought you by the way." lip told his brother.

"thanks." ian replied.

"yeah. tell kash i'll take it in the ass if it gets me free stuff." mandy said making lip and i laugh.

"hey." they heard a guy next to a truck shout.

"hey, yeah, i'm talking to you." he said pointing at lip.

"yeah?" lip asked.

"you got a phone?" the guy asked.

"did your truck break down?" i asked him.

"no, genius, i like standing in a shitty neighborhood with my dick in my hands. look, i'm already two hours late on this load i try to take one shortcut, this is what i get. my goddamn kid drained my phone playing doodle jump. my goddamn wife took my charger. listen, i'll give you 5 bucks if you let me use your phone. just one call." the guy begged.

"oh, we don't have a phone. our dad says not till we're 18. um, but you know what? there's a bar, i think, about 10 blocks that way. what's it called? uh, o'flahertys. o'flahertys. tell them your family's from county cork." lip said.

i knew what lip was doing, him and kevin do this all the time.

"ten blocks?" the guy asked.

"maybe five. straight shot." ian told him.

"this is yours if you keep an eye on the truck." the guy said holding five dollars.

"five bucks?" lip said pretending to be excited.

"oh, cool. thanks, mister." ian said.

"hey, hey. make sure no one gets near it." the guy said pointing at lip as he began walking over to the fake bar.

"will do." lip said pointing back at him.

mandy passed lip a phone and lip bite off his glove so he could have better access to the phone.

"yo, kev. forty third on halsted. bring a crowbar." lip said as he hung up the phone.

"today's gonna be a good day." i said with a grin.

kevin and veronica showed up and soon people got around the truck.

once kevin got it open they saw it was full of pigs meat.

"wow." i said as fiona laughed.

"fuck." veronica said.

"what is this?" kevin asked as him and lip climbed up in the truck.

lip helped me up and kev helped veronica up then everyone in town was getting their own meat.

once we got all the meat we wanted lip, debbie, carl and i were all outside chopping up meat when i saw steve and fiona walk out on the porch and ask if everyone would be okay without her for one night.

everyone said yes. and i honestly think fiona deserves a night away, just a night to have fun. she does so much for everyone and she just needs to spoil herself sometimes.

once we got the meat cut up we all went in the house to see a bunch of letters in the living room.

"what's all this?" lip asked fiona.

"franks bills. 680$ at murphys liquor." fiona said.

"112 at the windy titty?" lip said.

"a grand to big lenny?" i said.

"drug dealers take credit cards?" carl asked.

"he bought a 65 inch flat screen? where the hell is that?" lip asked.

"wait, let me see those." fiona said looking at the papers.

"unbelievable." she said.

"what?" debbie asked.

"he used our names to get the cards." fiona said.

"cool, i just got a subscription to penthouse." carl said with a laugh.

then a pissed off fiona went over to the alibi to talk to frank.

-

fiona decided to go with steve to a fancy hotel that night so lip and i made food for debbie, carl and emma.

lip passed me a plate and gave me a quick kiss before i sat at the table and he came and sat across from me.

"what happened to you?" lip asked as we watched frank walk in the door.

"uh, a huge guy jumped me. 280, 290, steroids... who knows?" frank said.

"good for him." lip said as i let out a laugh.

"i need your help." frank said.

"i got maybe 2 bucks." debbie told him.

"no, no, no, no. show of hands. how many of you, at one point or another, wanted to see me dead?" frank asked as everyone raised their hand.

"hey, you don't even live here." frank told me.

"i'm here more than you." i replied.

"okay, yeah. here's your chance." frank said.

he went on to explain how he needs to fake his death and carl and debbie went to help.

-

"got nothing, you?" lip asked me.

"no, what about you kev?" i asked him.

"nothing. hey i gotta go in a few minutes." kev told them as they started walking off.

"i can't fucking believe you guys are getting a foster kid." lip said as i saw a hearse that would work.

"this one." i said tapping lip.

"bingo." lip said.

"looks like a good one too." kevin said.

"you know, a lot of those foster kids are messed up." lip told him.

"exactly. that's why they need a positive influence." kevin said breaking into the hearse.

i got in the drivers seat and i hot wired it. i got out and kev gave me a high five while lip gave me a pat on the back.

-

"yo, carl, grab those." lip said.

"let's go, lets go." veronica said.

"yeah, right there." i said.

"hey, put that right over there. right over there, carl. turn it around." veronica told him.

we were all getting everything together for franks fake funeral.

"what the hell?" fiona asked and everyone finally saw she was back.

"put it- just go get the other one." veronica told carl while lip and i set down some snacks.

"act like you know what you're doing, okay?" veronica said.

"debbie, what's going on?" fiona asked her as she walked into the room with emma.

"some killers are after dad. so we have to fake his death. lip borrowed a casket, mel got the hearse, carl found some flowers. dad's getting dressed. i steamed your black dress. but you'll have to hurry because they'll be here any minute." debbie explained.

"carl, get back in here." lip said.

"anybody seen ian?" debbie asked.

"debs, emma, come here." veronica said and the two girls went over to him.

debbie was doing franks makeup to make him look dead.

"stuff the ice in his shirt." fiona told carl.

"stop, enough." frank said.

"your body needs to be cold." fiona said.

"more morphine." frank asked.

"it's horse tranquilizer." veronica told him.

"now, get in the coffin before you pass out frank." lip told him.

"just a little taste?" frank asked.

"i don't even know why we do this for you." lip admitted.

"you think it's easy being a parent? letting fiona be the good cop? the important thing is you kids. carl. i remember when the nurse in the hospital handed you to me." frank said touching carl's face.

"carl was born in the back of the van. you weren't there." lip told him.

"i slapped his little ass myself." frank said as lip grabbed him and punch him in the face.

"perfect he's knocked out." i said as we all helped put him in the coffin.

"okay. looks dead. shallow breathing, clammy. hey, carl, more ice." veronica told him.

"got it." carl said placing the bag of ice on franks head.

everyone started fake crying when the two guys walked in and to make it more believe able. i had lips head on my shoulder.

"sorry for your loss." one of the guys said.

"it was a shock." fiona said.

"i'm sure." the guy replied.

"accident, was it?" he asked.

"suicide." lip said in a sad tone making debbie and fiona fake sob and i shed a few tears of my own.

the guy ran over to frank and picked up his unconscious body.

"i know you're faking it. come on, open your eyes, you lying, squirrelly sack of shit." he said as he slapped frank making debs scream and cry.

"jesus, rob." the other guy said grabbing him.

"you're alive, i know it. come on." rob said.

"what's the matter with you? look at him, he's dead. sorry. he's been under a lot of stress." the other guy said.

"gonna check with the boss. nobody move." the guy said as he pulled out his phone and said that there was nothing worth taking.

"unless you want two little girls. they're 11, 12. nah, they're cute but not really a looker. how about frank? any toes, fingers, you know, for proof? okay. keeps his extremities." the guy said.

"and you'll be going?" lip asked.

"soon as he's in the ground." he replied.

"what? no. why?" debbie asked.

"bosses orders. stay with the scumbag till he's buried." the guy said.

what they didn't know was they sent carl outside to break the window of their truck. and everyone's head turned when they heard a car alarm blaring.

"damn it, that's me." the guy said as they both went outside.

"they're gonna bury him?" ian asked.

"if we keep our mouths shut." lip said.

"we need something to put in the coffin." fiona said.

"alright." lip said calmly.

they went out to the garbage bin outside to get the pigs meat.

"we need more time, can you stall em?" fiona asked veronica while she unzipped her jacket.

we all filled the coffin with the meat and closed it back.

"ready? lift." fiona said as she, steve, mike, debbie, emma, carl, lip, ian and i carried the coffin outside.

"carl's not lifting his share." debbie said.

"yes, i am. you're not." carl argued.

"shut up, you two." fiona said.

"hey, let me help you. jesus stiff starting to get ripe." the guy said as they carried the coffin out into the hearse.