"Ian Gallagher?" The nurse called out. Fiona, Mickey, Lip, Debbie, and Carl ran towards the nurse.
"Is he okay?" Fiona asked impatiently. The nurse nodded.
"We just finished pumping his stomach. He's a little out of it right now. But you can go in and see him. The doctor will be with you shortly." Fiona smiled at the nurse and walked in everyone followed.
Mickey's POV
He was like a ghost on that bed. I've never felt so guilty in my life. Maybe if I had stayed with him...,
Maybe if I had just agreed with Fiona when she said he needed to be hospitalized. He would be back to normal back to himself. I can barely look at him so I turn away.
"How're you feeling?" Fiona asks. She's halfway on the bed. Ian nods.
"I'm sorry. I made you worry. All of you." He's looking at me but I can't turn around. Lip's holding a sleeping Liam.
"Feel bad?" He whispers so only I can hear. Why does he always have to be a dick?
"Good." Lip says with a small smile that quickly fades when he looks at his brother.
"Tired?" Debbie asks. Ian nods yes. Fiona takes that as the sign to leave. They each take a turn hugging Ian and saying I love you.
...
And then there were two.
Mickey looks at Ian. Ian looks at Mickey. Both unable to say what's on their mind.
"I don't know what to say." Ian says. Mickey closes the distance between them and sits on the bed.
"I'm sorry." Mickey smirks.
"For what exactly? For sleeping with that geriatric viagroid or for consuming random pills like Halloween candy?" Ian laughs clutching his stomach.
"Ow."
"That's what you get." Mickey smiles. Silence fills the room. Ian plays with the IVs attached to his arm.
"How's Yev? Mickey raises his eyebrow.
"Who?"
"Your son." Mickey smiles.
"All that woman does is hate you and you nickname our child." Mickey can't help but laugh.
"She's not just some 'woman', she's your wife." Ian shrugs his shoulder. Mickey scratches his forehead.
"Wife, baby momma; whatever you want to call her. She's still a bitch." Ian flinches.
"I don't care, I like her."
...
"The drugs sinking in?" Lip asks. Ian cracks up hard and loud.
"I can't ...stop ...laughing." Ian says between short breaths. Ian stops when two MPs knock on the door.
"Ian Clayton Gallagher,"They begin. Lip starts for the officer who takes Ian hand and cuffs him to the bed but is apprehended by the other.
"Let the fuck go." Lip yells.
"You're under arrest for identity theft and attempted robbery." Lip struggles under the grip of officer.
"I'm not pressing charges." Lip says. Ian stays silent the whole time.
"That's not up to you." Say the officer who arrested Ian. The other officer lets go of Lip with a shove.
"We'll be in touch." He says as they walk out of the room.
An: reuploading. sorry for the issue. tell me what you think about it.