*RAES POV*
Ian and I are in the car singing along to Is This It? By The Strokes and having a good time.

I needed this. I missed this. I've been feeling so down lately and alone that the passed hour with Ian has been the highlight of my month.

We pull into the mall parking lot, before I can get out Ian stops me.

"Hey, before we go in I have something I need to tell you."
"Okay?" I sit back in my seat, grabbing onto the steering wheel nervously.
"So, I guess you know I've been seeing Kash?"
"I do now."

I can't help but sound shocked. I mean Kash? he's like 40 and married? WITH KIDS! but whatever Ian has to tell me is more important that this, I'm assuming.

"Okay! Well, I've been seeing Kash and y'know how Mickey always gives him a hard time with shoplifting and fucking up the store. So Linda got a gun for protecting the store but Mickey stole the gun-"
I burst into laughter, not that it's particularly funny it's just. Mickey would steal the fucking gun.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry! Continue!"

Ian sighs a loud exasperated sigh.

"WELL! I went over the Milkoviches to find the gun once and he wasn't home and Mandy freaked out and made me leave! But a week or so later I went over to find it and ended up fighting Mickey and we ended up having sex." Ian exhales as if he's been holding this in for a lifetime.
"WHAT? YOU HAD SEX WITH MICKEY MILKOVICH!?"
"I wanted to tell you because I trust you and I knew you wouldn't say anything and yes and please don't tell anyone I mean Terry walked in the room while we were in bed and he didn't even notice! He said we should get out from under the covers because we looked like 'Fags' but he didn't even notice? I mean I'm fucking lucky and Mandy! Mandy has no idea!"
"Okay okay okay! Ian relax! Breathe! I promise I won't say anything to anyone! Not even Lip! Just one question!"
"Yeah?"
"Why Kash? He's way too old, Ian. I mean Mickey is crazy but I would be way more comfortable with you being with Mickey than Kash. To be honest Kash sounds like a fucking pervert, Ian!"
"It's not like that. I pursued him. an-"
"It doesn't matter Ian, he shouldn't of acted on it. I love you, Ian and I don't want you to get hurt."
"I know. and Lip knows and he said pretty much the same thing."
"Than take the advice, Ian."
He gives me a hug and a small smile. We head into the mall. Walking a short silent distance.

*LIPS POV*
I've been at the mall for maybe 2 hours now. I see Mitchell's working. I'm waiting for when he's done or on his break, y'know when he's alone, to "talk" to him. I'm assuming/hoping he'll be done soon because he was already working by the time I got here.
I can't wait to confront this motherfucker. Our fight at school was nothing compared to what I'm going to do to him today.

*IANS POV*
I feel better after telling Rae about Mickey and I. Except she probably thinks I'm crazy since everything that comes out of my mouth now is me whining about my problems. I just feel like theres no one else I can trust, other than Lip.
Speaking of Lip, why the fuck is he here?
He looks over at us and starts to walk over. He looks pissed. I wonder if him and Rae got into another fight?
"Hey Ian, Rae" He nods towards Rae.
"What are you doin' here man?"
"You here with Karen?" I hear the confusion in Rae's voice.
"No, I, uh, gotta talk to someone."
"At footloc-" Rae stops mid sentence and gives Lip a look as if she's a dissapointed mother. I don't think I've ever been more confused.
"Lip don't do anything stupid."
"It's the best idea I've ever had as far as I'm concerned."
"What are you two talking about!?"
"Lip, please!"
"Look me in the eyes and tell me he doesn't deserve it!"
Rae falls silent as I look back and fourth between the two. Waiting for an answer.
"Who deserves what?"
*LIPS POV*
"Who deserves what?" I hear Ian ask for the second time.
"He's talking about Mitchell. He.. he was harassing me at school."
I can't help but feel my blood boil more. Harassing her is only part of what he did. I know he didn't get a chance to go all the way with her but the idea alone that he even attempted to touch her kills me.

"What the fuck are you three doing here?"

I see Rae freeze. Terror on her face as he walks up to us.
"We need to talk, Mitchell."

*RAE'S POV*
I can't believe Lip stalked Mitchell to work to start a fight with him.
Yes, I want awful things to happen to him. Not just for what he did to me but also because I don't know how many other girls he's followed into a bathroom or what else he has done to some poor girl. I feel my veins tighten and my body stiffen when I hear his voice, The blood drains from my head to my feet. I know it's been a while but I'm not over it.
"What the fuck are you three doing here?"
"We need to talk, Mitchell."
I wish I could stop him but I can't move.
"Oh yeah? What's this about now, Gallagher? Oh wait I think I can guess!"
I can feel his eyes on me.
"Don't talk to her!" Ian growls
"Whatever this bitch told you ain't true, and even if it was I'd be doing her a favour!"
I snap out of my trance, spinning on my heel I'm face to face with him now.
"IT ISN'T TRUE?"
"Nah."
"IT'S NOT TRUE THAT YOU STARED AT ME ALL NIGHT BARELY SAYING 2 WORDS UNTIL YOU FOLLOWED ME INTO THE BATHROOM? PINNED ME AGAINST THE WALL? FORCING YOUR TONGUE DOWN MY THROAT? LAST TIME I CHECKED YOUR WORDS WERE "YOU BOTH KNOW YOU'RE NOT A MASTERPIECE" AND I KNOW THAT MUST OF HAPPENED BECAUSE I CAN'T GET YOUR STUPID FUCKING VOICE OUT OF MY HEAD!"
I push him back, smacking his chest a few more times. I'm so angry I want to cry. But I won't give him the satisfaction of crying in front of him.
I'm yelling so loud that everyone in within a 5 foot radius is staring at us.
"Get the fuck off me you psycho whore!"
Lip and Ian step forward as if they are about to step in but before they can even think about it I slam my fist across Mitchell's smug face. I hear a chuckle from Ian and a "Holy shit" from Lip.
"Fuck sakes! I THINK YOU BROKE MY FUCKING NOSE!"
"Good! You should be glad I didn't have a knife!"
I spit on Mitchell and walk away. I hear a crowd (that includes the Gallagher boys) cheering and can't help but feel a smirk on my face.

It's been a couple hours since we were at the mall. Lip, Ian catch me up on all things Gallagher, including Franks attempt at not drinking and the gangsters that came looking for him while we are out to celebrate at a near by Wendys , we picked up Karen on our way are now on our way back to the Gallagher's. I need ice for my hand, Mitchell's thick skull definitely will leave a bruise on my knuckles.

"I can't believe you broke Mitchell's nose! I've been dreaming of doing that since the 8th grade! He's such a fucking creep!" Karen boost at me.

I think we're friends now since our chat in the bathroom but I still feel some awkwardness between us.
We walk in through the back laughing and Fiona gives us an odd look.

"Every time you four come in laughing there is nothing good that follows."
"I swear nothing happened!"

I walk over to the fridge to grab ice, Fiona gives me a look that reads "Yeah right!" after seeing my knuckle.
"

Anyways you guys still going to come watch TV with us? I made popcorn!"
"Yeah!" The three of us chime in unison!
"Hurry up I gotta get back to work!" Ian demands as we all take our usual spots in the living room!

We all sit in the living room watching some docu-series about global warming or something I'm not really paying much attention I'm more focused on the bruise that's rapidly appeared on my knuckles. When all the sudden I notice Debbie isn't sitting with us. Before I can ask she comes running through the door.

"Debs? Honey, what happened?" Fiona ask Debbie but she gets not repsonse.
"What, Dad have one too many again?"
"You just got to ignore him when he's like that, Debs"
"Why do you always blame dad first!"
"Who else is there?"
"She's over at Sheila's!"
"WHO?"
"Monica."
The room falls silent until Steve asks who Monica is. She of course is Franks wife and the mother of the Gallagher kids. She's been gone for about a year, I think. I'm not really sure. I never really saw her around anyways. She was usually running off to get drugs on a good day or in bed on her bad days.
Did she really just say Monica is back? Fiona was right, nothing good can come from the four of us laughing together.

I snap out of my thoughts to hear Debbie say something about Fiona moving next door with Steve and Ian running out.
The rest of us including Veronica and I head over to Sheilas. Debbie holding my hand with tears coming down her face. We follow behind Fiona in silence.