You have been living with the Gallaghers since you were eleven. You weren't related by blood, but you basically were adopted in ever since Fiona found you beaten half to death by your father. You and Lip have a strange relationship. You guys hook up at lot and do lots of other couple shit, but you never officially called it "dating." He had a fling with Karen, but that ended horribly when she lied to him and left. After that, he spiraled. You picked him up from the ground and helped him to apply to colleges. He still never called you his girlfriend despite that, but you didn't expect him to jump into bed with Karen the day she got back, which is exactly what he did. You and Lip are fighting right now.

"Why do you care? It's not like we ever dated! You were just a hookup!" Those are the words that completely wreck you. Only a hookup? After all the times he cried into your arms? All the times you let him sleep in your room when he didn't want to listen to Carl's snoring?

You walk away, up the stairs and to your room. You start packing your bag. Lip storms up the steps and storms in.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He asks angrily