𝑀𝓎 𝐵𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹'𝓈 𝐵𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 (Ian Gallagher) *DISCONTINUED*

Frustrated

It had been a couple of days since the incident with Nathan. Ian hadn't spoken to her and had been avoiding her. Amber was getting frustrated but not angry frustrated, more like sexually frustrated. She didn't know why but she was getting antsy.

She was sitting in the living room, her leg bouncing up and down at a really fast pace and she was saying curse words under her breath. She cursed a 'fuck it' and got up, storming out of the house and taking money with her. As she was walking through the streets to her destination she saw drug dealers as usual.

She stared at them curiously for a moment before shaking her head and going into a gas station. "Two packs of the Marlboro and a lighter." She slams the money down on the table. "Aren't you a little young?" He asks. She stares at the guy annoyed, not saying anything. "What're you going to do for me then?" He asks while bending over the counter. "Fuck you." She hissed. "I'll take you up on that offer." He shrugs. "Take the fucking money and I wont have my friend's come over here and shoot you. They hate pedophiles." She says with a smirk and his face drops.

He turns around and takes the cigarettes and a lighter and hands them to her. Amber glares at him one more time before leaving the gas station. Amber walked back home and sat on the porch, taking out a cigarette and taking a puff after lighting it.

"Oh fuck.." She mumbled after seeing Lip coming towards the house. "You're smoking?" She nods. "Since when?" He asks while sitting next to her. "Since today." She says, lungs full of smoke. "Well for a first time smoker you're taking it pretty well." She shrugs. "But why're you smoking?" He asks and she doesn't answer. "Ian?" Her leg began to bounce again. "Fucking part of it. The other part is I feel like I'm going to explode." She says quickly with frustration filled in her voice.

"Been taking your med's?" "Yes. Fiona refilled them for me weeks ago." She huffs after he finishes his question. "Well.. I'm gonna go inside, come inside soon okay?" He says while nudging her shoulder and she nods. After Lip went inside she smoked a couple more cigarettes before going inside.

Later on in the day Ian came home and immediately went upstairs, shutting the door so he wouldn't have any interaction with Amber. Lip was sitting on the top bunk, taking sips of a beer. "When're you going to talk to Amber again?" Ian shrugs, not even looking at him. "I think uh.. I think there's something wrong with her." Ian pauses. "What?" He says turning his head to the side facing Lip.

"Yeah when I came home she was smoking a cigarette. Seems she had a lot too when she finally came inside." Ian takes a deep breath. He then slams whatever he had in his hand onto the dresser before storming off to Debbie and Amber's room.

He slams the door open and when he did he saw Amber drinking a beer. "You're smoking and drinking?" He snatches the drink away from her. "The fuck?" "What the fuck is going on with you?" Ian asks and Amber stands up. "Give it back Ian." He scoffs. "Amber you are a fucking alcoholic." He whispers, not wanting the whole household to know her business.

"One beer to take the edge off wont kill me." She tries to snatch the beer back from him but he dodges away. "And smoking? You're a fucking addict Amber do you want to go back to how you were?" "Shut the fuck up Ian." She hisses. "Do you? Huh? Do you want to be that person again?" Amber's blood began to boil.

"Ian shut the fuck up!" Amber yells. "What the hell is going on?" Lip asks, walking into the hallway.

"Do you want to be like him? Do you want to be like you're dad-" And with that she lunged towards him, punching him in the face. He pushed her away but she lunged back at him, slapping and kicking him. Lip ran over and tried to pull you two apart and Soon Fiona, Debbie, and Carol did as well who had just gotten home.

Ian wasn't hitting her or anything but he was trying to push her away. He eventually gave up on that idea and told everyone else to get away and that he got it. He grabbed a-hold of her wrists, fighting her away. He pushed her against the wall and pinned her hands to the side of her head. She still tried to kick him but he started to yell. "Enough. ENOUGH!" He screams and she stops.

"Your breath smells like bar. You're drunk." He hisses. "Get the FUCK off of me." She yells while shoving him off of her. She gave him and disgusting glare before storming off. He stood there angrily but he snapped out of it when he heard the front door slamming shut. "Shit." He ran down the stairs with the rest of his siblings behind him.

He threw open the front door and saw Amber running down the street. He ran after her with his siblings for awhile but he eventually lost her. "FUCK!" Ian yelled.

"Ian let's just go home. She'll come back eventually." Fiona says, tugging on his arm.

The entire night the siblings waited for her, it was now five thirty in the morning almost ten hours she's been gone. "We should go out and look for her." Ian says. "Where? Other than here where the hell else does she go?" Debbie asks. And speak of the devil the front door swung open and Amber came stumbling in. All of the siblings stood up and looked at her with worry.

"Heeeyyyyy you're all here." She says while swinging her arms up. Ian looked at her arm and his face fell. He ran over and grabbed her arm, holding her elbow with his hand. "Are these needle marks?" He asks, looking up at her and she giggles. "Oopsies.." She laughs.

"You got fucking high?!" Ian yells. "Oh cmon Ian don't be such a party pooper.. I finally feel better." She says while attempting to walk away from him but she stumbles and he grabs a-hold of her arms, helping her stand up straight. "I'm not as horny as I was.. I'm less agitated and my brain doesn't feel like its on the verge of exploding anymore!" She laughs again.

"Have you been taking your med's?" Ian asks. "Yessssss oh my god." She rolls her eyes. "Fiona when did you get her medicine?" Ian asks. "I didn't get it her it. She told me Lip somehow got them." Ian looks at Lip. "I never got her medicine." Lip says and all their face's drop and they look at her.

"You haven't been taking your med's?" Debbie asks and Amber slowly stumbles towards the kitchen.

"Don't need em.. Is there beer in the fridge-" Ian grabbed her wrist and spun her around. "I'm taking you to a fucking meeting." Amber tried to pull away. "No!" "I am taking you to a meeting and we're calling your fucking sponsor." Ian tugs on her wrist. "Sponsor?" Fiona says in confusion. Amber shook her head vigorously. "Amber what the fuck is going on with you?" Ian asks. Amber stops shaking her head and she looks down, a sob escaping her lips.

"Go upstairs.. Cmon." Fiona nudges everyone upstairs besides Amber and Ian, Debbie looks at them both sadly and worryingly before leaving.

Ian pulls her into a hug, his hand on the back of her head and the other around her shoulders. Her hands go up his back and she held onto his shoulders as she cries into his chest. "I don't want to start over again.." She cries. "Sometimes you have to." Ian whispers.

Amber stifles a sob before saying, "I'm like him.. Aren't I?" Ian shakes his head. "No. He never got help." He says. "So don't be like him and go to a meeting." Amber sighs. "Fine.. Tomorrow." Ian was going to protest but she was so exhausted psychically and mentally that he couldn't force himself to bother her anymore.

"You need rest." He kissed the top of her head. She mumbled something and the only thing he heard was 'your bed' which he knew what she meant. "Alright.. Fine." He pulls away and picks her up bridal style. He carries her up the stairs and into his bedroom. When he walked inside he was met with the gaze of Lip and Carl. They didn't say anything though but they did lye down in their beds and face away.

He sat her down onto the bed and looked down at her. "Arms up." He whispers and she obliges. He pulls off her shirt, leaving her bra on and she takes off her shoes and pants. He hands her one of his shirts and faces away and takes off his own shirt and pants as she removes her bra and puts on his shirt.

She lays down in his bed and he gets in bed with her as well. He doesn't say anything as he gets closer to her and pulls her into his chest. "I'm sorry." She mumbles and he kisses her head again.

"I know."

TO BE CONTINUED...