Sorry, I've not updated this for a few days! I've been so busy with college! Thankfully, it's nearly done with!

Enjoy! X

Ian's Breakdown

Lucy sighed as she heard Bobby crying again. It had been happening for the past two weeks that Ian had disappeared. She gripped the glass of white wine in her hand and turned up the volume on the T.V, trying to block Bobby out. It didn't work. He entered her eye vision five minutes later, his safety blanket clutch in his hands.

'Lucy?' he sniffled. Lucy closed her eyes for minute, before forcing them open and looking at her brother.

'What's wrong, darling?' she asked.

'I want Daddy back' Bobby wailed, the tears making their way down his cheeks. Lucy sighed and set her glass of wine on the table and let Bobby climb onto the sofa and sat next to her. She lifted him onto her lap and hugged him tightly as he cried...

Once he had calmed down and got a hot chocolate out of Lucy, he sat next to her on the sofa and tapped her.

'What's up?' she asked tiredly

'Is Daddy coming back?' Bobby asked. Lucy sighed. She dreaded this question, as she didn't herself. She didn't want to lie, although then again it would be easier if she lied, because the questions would hopefully stop. But Bobby was smart for his age.

'I don't know... I hope he is, but...' Lucy trailed off and left the sentence hanging. Bobby seemed to understand as he nodded and didn't question her, however he did let out a yawn, making Lucy smile.

'Come on, bedtime' she said. Bobby nodded and finished the rest of his hot chocolate and set his cup on the table and headed to the stairs.

'Can you read me a story?' he asked. Lucy sighed, but followed him up the stairs to his bedroom. She watched as he climbed back into bed. However, she didn't even get chance to step foot in the room, before he was asleep.

'So much for the story then..' she said to herself, before she gently closed the door and headed back downstairs...

As she stepped foot back into the living room, her eye caught a photo on the side cabinet. A family photo of herself, Peter, Ian, Jane and Bobby. She picked up the photo and ran her fingers over the photo, before her arm swung up and smashed the photo on the floor. A cry erupted from her throat and the tears and anger came coursing through her viens. It didn't occur to her, however, that Bobby had heard her smashing up the living room and crying. He headed back up the steps and opened the door to Lucy's room. He found her mobile and swipe the screen. Luckily, it unlocked and he scrolled down to a number he needed.

'...'

'No, it's Bobby...'

'...'

'We need you'

'...'

'Lucy's crying and smashing things up... I'm scared! And she won't stop! Help us!'

'... ... ...'

'Okay. Night'

'...'

Bobby hung up the phone and quickly placed it back down, before rushing to his room, climbing into his bed as everything went quiet downstairs...

Lucy awoke to someone making coffee. She opened her eyes, which were heavy and swollen. She frowned and pulled the comforter off her. She was on the sofa. She knew for a fact she didn't fall asleep on the sofa, she remembered hitting the floor of the kitchen... Which meant someone was in her house. She shot into sitting position and looked around. It was still the middle of the night. She grabbed her phone and saw it was 3:58am. She groaned and put a hand to her head, feeling a egg shaped bump.

'Ow!' she groaned, as she gingerly touched it.

'Alright, sis?' said a voice what made Lucy freeze. She turned slowly and saw Peter standing in the doorway to the kitchen, two cups of coffee in his hands.

'Peter... What are you doing here?' she asked, as she moved, so Peter could sit next to her. He handed her a cup of coffee and took a sip.

'Bobby called me. Said that Dad has disappeared and you were having a breakdown' he replied, watching as his twins expression changed into horror.

'Oh god! He heard that?' she asked. Peter nodded.

'How about you tell me what happened?' Peter suggested. Lucy was quiet for a few minutes and he was about to ask her again, but she started speaking. He listened as she explained who Mandy was, what she did on the day of the wedding and the events leading up to this. When she had finished, she was in tears again. Peter their coffee down on the table and pulled her into a hug.

'It's okay. I'm here... I'm here now' he murmured, rubbing her back and rocking her slightly. It took him nearly half an hour to calm her down and he wondered just how much had happened in the two weeks that Ian had been gone.

'Sorry... for messing your shirt. I know it's your favorite' Lucy said, pulling away from her twin.

'Luce... It's a shirt. I'm more concerned for you...' he said, making sure Lucy knew that.

'What are we going to do?' she asked, her voice small. Peter sighed and hugged her again, leaning against the back of the sofa.

'Well, you're going to get some sleep while I clean up. We'll deal with this when we're awake properly'

'But-'

'Get some sleep, cause you know I'll force you up the stairs when you agree or not' Peter told her. Lucy raised an eyebrow, but headed for the stairs, turning when she had gone up two steps.

'Peter?' she asked

'Yeah, sis?' he said, looking at her

'Thank you for coming back' Lucy said, sincerely, making Peter smile and nod. He watched as she disappeared up the stairs. He smiled sadly after her, before he turned back to the tornado of the mess Lucy had made and began the job of cleaning up...

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