Cameron Monaghan Imagines

3. Inseparable

"W-What?" I asked anxiously. I could feel my hands start to tremble at the thought of being away from Ian. "Y-You can't be serious" I said worriedly. "I'm afraid this is how it's gonna be" said the lady.

"N-No you don't u-understand, I can't be away from Ian" I said restlessly. "I'm sure you'll be fine, it's not the bad" she said, with no clue of how bad it actually is. "No lady, you don't get it, (Y N) can't be separated to long from me because she has separation anxiety" said Ian.

"If she's separated too long, she's prone to get super anxious and can get to the point of an anxiety or panic attack" said Ian trying to make the lady understand our situation. "You don't want to hurt a kid's emotional and mental health right?" Said Lip, trying to guilt trip her.

"I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do" said the lady with remorse. I started to get more anxious, I couldn't be away from Ian. What if something happens to him? What if he gets hurt and I can't help him? What if I never see him again?

I started to breathe heavily, my hands shaking, my eyes burning with instead tears. Ian quickly noticed and grabbed my left hand and wrapped his right arm over my shoulders for a side ways hug. He squeezed me tight, trying to comfort me. 

"Hey, hey it's okay, you're going to be fine, we're going to be fine, don't worry" he whispered next to my ear and pressed a kiss to my head. I hugged him tight, not wanting to leave him.

I pressed my head into his shoulder and whispered "I don't want to leave you" with a sad, broken voice. The lady was watching us from the rear mirror with a sad look on her face. The kids knew how bad I could get if I wasn't with Ian and they didn't want to see me hurt.

We finally get to the boy's group home. "It really puts the "home" in group home" said Lip, trying to lift the tense air. "It's gonna be a couple of days. Every Gallagher can handle that, right?" He asked while looking at all of us, specially me.

He got out of the van and looked at us again. "I'll take care of Liam" said Carl. "Yes, you will" replied Lip firmly. "Hey debs, see you soon alright?" He said while giving Debbie a hug. I had to get out of the van too so that Ian could get out.

Lip also gave me a hug and then stood to the side, waiting for Ian to say goodby. Ian hugged Carl, Debbie and Liam as a goodbye. He stood in front of me not wanting to departure either. I was one the verge of breaking down, I didn't want Ian to go and I could tell he was holding off tears too.

Then a black man approached us and started speaking. "Good day, gentlemen. My name is D'Andre, and this is gunderson house. A level 14 boys' group home, housing underage d&ds in the Chicago system" he said with a stern voice.

"Is that dungeons and dragons?" Said Lip, trying to make a sarcastic joke. "Delinquents and deviants" responded D'Andre. "Follow me" he told them. And that's when I broke down. "No! Ian you can't leave!" I yelled while tears started streaming down my face.

"Y-you can't leave me please! I yelled and hugged him with a tight grip, with no intention of letting go. "P-please, y-you can't l-leave me. I  can't t-take being a-away from you for so long" I said while crying into his shoulder. He was gripping me as tightly as I was to him. He also didn't want to leave.

"Hey it's gonna be alright okay? Listen to me, you're going to be fine, we're gonna get through this, it's only a couple of days" he said trying to reassure me. "I'm not strong enough. What if something happened to you and I'm not there? What if I never see you again?" I said terrified.

"Yes, you are strong enough, you're the strongest person I know. You'll get through this, trust me" he said reassuringly. "Hey boy, we gotta get moving" he said and grabbed Ian by the shoulder, trying to pull him away. "No please, don't take him!" I screamed at him.

I started hyperventilating, my hands shaking, I was sweating cold, I was having a panic attack. I fell to my knees in the floor, I couldn't breathe, my eyes were out of focus and my hearing was like a was under water.

I could faintly hear Ian struggling to get out of D'Andre's grip. I heard some screaming at him but couldn't understand what. I felt little hands  grabbing me and moving me to get me out of my state. My breathing worsened, I was getting little to no air. I could see little back dots in my vision.

I was loosing all feeling and was about to pass out when I felt someone hugging me and telling me something. They grabbed my face to make me look at them and it was Ian. "(Y N) listen to me, breathe in, breathe out. You can do this, c'mon" I faintly heard Ian say.

He grabbed my hand and put it over his heart trying to make me follow his breathing. "In and out, in and out, c'mon follow me" said Ian. I started to do what he said and followed his pattern. Breathe in, breathe out. I soon got out of my episode and could finally recover my senses.

Ian hugged me and rubbed my back and ran his fingers through my hair in a comforting manner. "You're okay, you're fine. I'm here, don't worry. I'm not leaving you" he whispered to me. I found the strength to hug him back and whispered him a thank you.

"I think we can make some arrangements so that miss Gallagher can stay with us" said D'Andre, after witnessing everything. "That would be wonderful, and sorry for the inconvenience" said the social services lady.

"Miss (Y N) Gallagher, go get your bags, you're staying with your brothers" said D'Andre, with a small smile. Ian and I looked at each other and both of us had big smiles on our faces, happy that we wouldn't be separated.

I went go grab my bag and hugged Debbie, Carl and Liam goodbye and wished them the best and to be careful. I then walked up to my brothers and followed D'Andre into the building. Ian wrapped and arm around my shoulders and I put my head over his shoulder.

I guess we really are inseparable.