I've Got You

Chapter 6: Page 3

Ian's POV

Mickey had been asleep for hours at this point, we got brought home at 11:40ish this morning, he fell asleep at around 1 pm and it was now 4 pm and he was still knocked out on my chest, I had lay down so he could be comfortable instead of sleeping sitting up against me. Lip, Debbie and Carl got home at 3:30, their normal time. Debbie and Carl went outside to the pool which Fiona and Lip just helped put up while Mickey was in the hospital, it being summer and all. Plus the kids were worried about Mickey so Fi thought it would be a good distraction for them, Debbie used to do the daycare but she couldn't anymore because it got to risky, the cops could bust it and then we could all be taken into foster care so that wasn't an option anymore. 

Lip sat with me for a little bit and talked to me about what happened, got me some peas for my knuckles and then went upstairs and did his homework, leaving Mickey in some silence to sleep which was good because he needed it. I put my peas on Mickey, hoping it would cool him down because it was so hot today, that is probably why he has been passing out a lot more today than like yesterday. "Is he still out?" I heard, turning around to see Fiona smiling at me from the kitchen. "Yeah, like a light" I smiled, whispering, not wanting to wake him up. "How many times did he pass out? Nobody told me if it was once, twice, ten times. All they said on the phone was he had a panic attack and was unresponsive" She spoke quietly, walking over and sitting in the chair opposite us. 

"Twice, once because he got up to fast because Mandy was trying to force him to eat a granola bar on first break and then once after he was having a panic attack because Chase was standing like 20 feet away from us just standing there staring at him, he knew exactly what he was doing, you should have seen the terror on his face Fi, he was so scared" I whispered, looking down to my sleeping boyfriend and running my fingers through his hair because as we all know by now, that calms him down. "I know E, but they showed me the picture of what his face looked like and I had to act all angry and shocked and shit, but deep down, I am super fucking proud of you" She smiled, I chuckled and nodded. 

"I saw how on edge he was all morning at school, always looking over his shoulder, jumped when somebody would talk to him. I physically couldn't just stand there when I saw him run down the hall like a pussy, I totally blacked out, like I honestly don't remember running I just remember tackling him to the ground. He was trying to throw me off so he rolled over, I fully like sat on him and just started punching him. The principal pulled me off otherwise I probably would have killed him" I whispered, seeing Fiona nod and play with her hands. "Hey E, I know this might not be a good time to talk to you about this but um..." She stopped, I looked up to her and saw she looked a little unsure. "What? Did I not do the dishes last night or something" I chuckled and she smiled a little. "No nothing like that, I made an appointment for you at the clinic tomorrow after school" She spoke, I looked up to her confused. 

"Me? Why?" I asked, she sigh and looked up to me once again. "You... Well lets look at when I asked Mickey to pay rent, you were extremely angry for no reason E, then like 2 months ago you were severely depressed and didn't get out of bed for weeks, now, today you have barley been sleeping, up early, you go from mad to angry so fast then back to happy. It looks a lot like..." Fiona stopped, I felt my heart in my mouth, please don't say what I think you are going to say Fi... "Ian you are showing a lot of signs of Bipolar disorder... It can be managed you know that, with proper medication and treatments, you can still have an amazing full life" She smiled, I had no idea how I felt. All I know is I am not Bipolar, I might be an angry person yeah but I am not Bipolar.

"I'm not going" I spoke, looking back down to Mickey and started rubbing his back gently. "Ian, you have to I'm sorry, they can you help E, get you on some medication before shit turns ugly you know this, hey Ian I am trying to help you" She spoke, I felt tears welling in my eyes. "So, so what are you saying? That I am Monica?" I asked, voice slowly getting louder making Mick stir in his sleep. "No E, I'm not saying that but I am saying you know how bad she got, I don't want that for you that's why I am putting you on medication" She spoke, I chuckled. "Yeah because everything is always your decision. So I don't get a say in this?" I asked, sitting up which made Mickey jerk and he sat up with me. "What's going on?" He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. "No fucking way am I going! I am staying here, fuck you Fiona" I growled, standing up, now Mickey was wide awake and looking at me.