Rory Milkovich is the youngest Milkovich in the family. She is 14 years old and completely different to her siblings.
She practically lives with the Gallagher family since her dad abused her since she was very young, causing her to even get pregnan...
The next morning, i woke up on the sofa. I was so confused about how i got here, because i fell asleep in Carls bed. I got straight up and went back upstairs, Carl was still fast asleep.
"Carl." I whispered "It's 12AM."
"Fuckkk." He groaned as he sat up "Why aren't you in my bed?"
"I woke up downstairs some how." I replied laughing
"You must of slept walked you idiot." He realised
I smiled at him as i went into the bathroom, I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I wasn't planning on doing much today, because it was the weekend.
"Ian get up." I heard Mickey shout, he sounded worried
"What's the matter with him?"
"He won't get up." He replied bluntly "Fine, I'm going out without you then."
"Jesus, just leave me alone." Ian shouted as i closed the door
"He was fine last night, we stayed up till like 5AM talking and laughing. He kicks my ass everyday and now he won't even get out of bed." He really was worried for him
"He might just be hungover, why don't you go out and i will check on him."
"Fine." Mickey said hesitantly, walking out of the house, i could see how stressed he was.
Fiona was in prison for the coke incident so i couldn't even ask her what was up with him, if he slept any longer i would have to tell Carl and Debbie. I didn't want to worry Lip who was in college.
*^*^*^*^* A few hours passed and he still wasn't out of bed. Fiona made bail a few hours ago so she should be home any minute now.
"Carl." I said quietly
"Yeah?" He came out of his room, he could tell the worry on my face "Hey what's the matter?"
"There's something wrong with Ian, he won't get out of bed." Mickey replied
"Debbie." Carl shouted as Debbie came out of her room
"Yeah?" She asked Carl, confused
"I think Ian has what mum has." He said standing by the door
"What is the matter with him?" Mickey asked on the verge of tears
"We can't be sure, we need to wait till fiona gets back."
So that's what we did, we sat on the sofa in silence for atleast 30 minutes before she walked through the door.
"Hey guys." She smiled but nobody replied, Debbie ran up to hug her "What? what?"
"Come and look at Ian." Mickey said walking up the stairs as Fiona and the rest of the family followed up
"How long has he been like that for." Fiona asked
"Since last night."
Fiona went in there and tried to talk to him. Asking him if he wanted a sandwich or to go for a run, but he replied by turning away from her
"Okay, okay." She said walking out "We think it could be what are parents have, Bipolar disorder."
"Bi-bi-bi what?" Mickey quiestioned
"It's manic depression mick." I tried to explain in words that he would actually understand
"Everyone in the south side gets depressed, we will hide the knifes in-till he gets better." Mickey stupidly said
"It's high highs followed by low lows." Fiona replied "It won't get better intill we get him to a clinic."
"Fuck no, he stays here. With me and with you. With us." He told everyone firmly
"Okay fine but if anything happens to him it's on you." Fiona walked out of the room.
Me and Carl went back to my room, where we got snuggled into bed "What was the worse thing your mother did to you when she was manic?"
"She used to take us on shopping trips then she would lie in bed for weeks, just like Ian is." He carried on "But the worse thing she did was on Thanksgiving dinner, we was all eating and she had an episode before that but she slit her wrists and almost died."
"Oh god carl, that must of been horrible." I held him tight
"What was the worse thing your dad did?" Carl quiestioned
"I've never told anyone this, but sometimes he mistakes me for mum." I began to cry
"Hey you don't have to tell me."
"No i want to, he got me pregnant when i was 12. Luckily Mickey was there to help me through it and abort the baby. And he actually killed my mum, he beat her to death when i was born."
"Terry is a fucking monster, i don't get why they let him out of prison." He carried on "I'm so sorry that happened to you."
"I love you Carl."
"I love you more, why don't we do Face masks?" he asked me knowing it would cheer me up
"Yess" i replied kissing him
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