AN: I don't own anything.
It's the first day of spring break and Ian shows up at Mandy's doorstep.
"Where the fuck did you go?" Mandy asks Ian as she opens the door. "I haven't seen you all week since you and Lip played hooky after lunch days ago."
"Spent a night in jail on St. Patrick's Day," Ian answers, entering the house. "Chained to a bench for grand theft auto but the charges were dropped. Lip was driving."
"No fucking way."
"I miss you. Can I stay over tonight?" Ian inquires.
Mandy is ecstatic. "Turning bisexual, eh? I love it."
The two go into Mandy's blue room. She is wearing a comfortable black t-shirt and a short black skirt. Ian takes off his navy blue-and-orange jacket and green scarf to reveal a buttoned blue plaid flannel shirt. The couple excitedly jumps onto the bed and kisses. Normally not one to enjoy tasting a girl's tongue, Ian feels like his body is betraying him, because he has a hard on because of a female for the first time in his life. Thank goodness Mandy does not notice.
Perhaps it's because he hasn't had sex with Kash for weeks since Linda found out and blackmailed her husband into getting her pregnant, nor with Mickey since Kash caught them doing it in the store about a week ago. With neither Kash nor Mickey to fuck, maybe it's time to fulfill his voracious sexual appetite with his girlfriend for once. They've been going out for a few months and so far she's only planted a few chaste kisses on him. But he wants to keep his newfound sexual attraction to Mandy a secret until he's ready to admit it.
Thank goodness Mandy's dad is a heavy sleeper or else they'd both be dead. Mandy and Ian share a bed for the first time that night. She expects him to have boundaries, though, and they do nothing beyond making out. Ian secretly wishes she'd take it further, but she made it a goal to control her sexual urges towards 1) Ian, and 2) all the other boys. Now that she has a real boyfriend, she knows it's important to stay faithful to him, even if it's a sexless relationship.
Mandy used to be easy.
At a mere 15 years old, she may be two years below the age of consent in Illinois, but she's had more sexual partners than most people have in their lifetime. Girls like her earn all types of adoring nicknames: bitch, slut, whore, cunt, hoe, skank, tramp, expert V-card collector. You get the point. According to her, damn right she is.
She was raised by the ravenous wolf pack she knows as her brothers. Chances are, at any given moment, at least one of her immediate family members is in jail. Iggy was out of juvie at the end of November. Daddy returned in time for Christmas after a few months downstate. Mickey received a year in the slammer not too long ago. Hopefully his time will be cut short in time for him to start his senior year if he doesn't do any more crazy shit.
Mom was never around in the first place, so in the days between her passing and burial Mandy experienced more of a disappointment than pain at the fact Mom was never coming back. It wasn't like Dad did them any favors either, with his numerous felony convictions, parole violations, and stints in and out of jail.
The first time Mandy had a sexual experience of any kind was the night after her mother's funeral. It was the summer before high school started. It was a long day attending the service at the funeral home. It must have been past midnight when the broken Milkovich clan finally arrived back at the stupid run-down house the kids lived in their whole lives. Normally an early sleeper, she couldn't help but crash on the couch that night. Her dad got drunk and mistook her for Mom for the first time.
She's been trying to gain a sense of control over her sex life ever since. That's why once high school began she started making hook up lists and sleeping with every guy she could get her hands on. Most guys are sex addicts, and sex addicts are incapable of love.
Mandy was a sex addict too, until she fell in love with Ian.
Throughout freshman year Mandy tried to keep note of the romantic and sexual lives of all the guys she wanted to fuck. Among the sea of desperate weirdos, macho jocks and everything in between, all horny as fuck, she noticed how the middle Gallagher wasn't trying to hook up with any girls. How sweet and loyal of him to believe that true love waits. Hell, even the devout purity ring-donning Christian kids didn't follow their own dogma and were fucking behind Mommy and Daddy's backs. See how Karen ended up? She fucked Frank to get back at her father for calling her a whore at the purity ball.
The forbidden boy's beauty was breathtaking: straight red locks mysteriously obscuring his mischievous green eyes and a pale white face sprinkled with a generous spray of childish freckles. Such good looks were rare to come by, yet in such high demand. Mandy was stunned and determined to make the seemingly innocent boy hers. By the time sophomore year rolled around she made it a resolution to take away Ian Gallagher's virginity.
And then Mandy found out Ian was gay. But her longing for him hadn't died, and they became a "couple." For her, it was a way to ward off other boys, and for him it was to hide the fact he was gay. This win-win situation is bound to get complicated now that Ian is questioning his homosexuality.