Having 5 siblings is a lot. Your father? An alcoholic. Your mom? An addict. They both left, letting you to take of all the 5 kids, including yourself. It was tough, many sleepless nights, fights, stealing, working hard to afford food, changing diapers, getting them to school. But you made it

And you a big, dysfunctional, but happy family

You're the oldest sister, then is Lip who is 18, Ian who is 16, Debbie 12, Carl 11 and Liam, who is 2 years old. You've been focusing your whole life on them. On taking care of them while no one took care of you

Until you met him. Until JJ walked in your life

It was spontaneous, a reckless night with your bestie at a club. He was there too. A shithead tried to steal your purse, and he defended you. JJ was fascinated by you, and when he found out about your family, he didn't run away. Even if you still don't fully trust him, he is still here. For 8 months already

You're in the kitchen, washing the dishes when he walks in, gently closing the door behind him. He is spending here 90% of his time

Hey, baby

He says with a smirk, taking off his jacket and throwing it on a chair. You smile at him, giving a quick nod before turning back to the dishes. He walks slowly behind you, his big arms circling your waist

The kids are home?