Fuck You Gallagher

Trapped

"the fuck where you." Ian demands
"why do you care." my heart aches as the only thing he said was negative

"where were you?" he demands again
"out." I spat

"I know where you were." ians voice darkens

"with that blonde man, someone told me he had seen you with him going to get beer, and I heard someone else on the phone that night." he spat

"he wasn't in the room when I called you so that's lies!" I shut up realising my mistake.

"so you were with him?"

I feel trapped, I have been caught but he has been doing it for months all I wanted was to feel loved but I couldn't get that from Ian, so I received it from a stranger

"fuck you Gallagher." tears form in my eyes as I try to hit them with my palms

"stop fucking crying." Ian spits fire

"you're the one who's been fucking a tranny the last few months."

He punches me when I say that, he goes to hit me again but I run out, I would have fucking killed him

I sprint, just keep going...

I realised my body has been put on auto pilot as I arrived at Logans.

I knock hard on the door, pounding

" one second! Jesus christ man." I hear him fumble around then the door unlocks and I wrap my arms around him

"I assume this is someone I know?" he laughs a bit

"fuck off." he wraps an arm around me when he hears my voice

I'm so tired, I could sleep in his arms.

"come, what's happened my love." he pulls me in and beckons me to a chair that isn't there so I just linger around him

He senses me and holds my face, holds my head close to him, I hate this but I need it so I stay there and he rocks me gently.

"tea?" he asks
I nod

"ahem, tea?" 

Oh fuck,  forgot about that.

"yeah OK." my voice croaks

He switches on the kettle and grabs a mug, it was huge, could fit my face in it his tea looked weird but I'm too tired to care

"here rooibus tea." he passes the tea down the counter top

It tasted funky but I drank it down

I feel like Ian is done with me, I knew what he was going to say next, something about that tranny cunt.

A few sneaky tears slide out but logan could hear my sniffles so he grabs my hand.

"tired love?" he strokes my hand

I nod

"mickey, are you tired love?"
"yeah.. Yeah keep forgetting you can't see me nod." i laugh slightly

"that's ok, would you like to lay?"

"sure." I nod

He takes me to his bedroom and passes me a pair of joggers and a t shirt

"they won't fit but they'll be fine for sleeping."

I take them and get changed

"thanks."
"no problem." he leads me to the bed forgetting I can see

I lay down and he goes to leave.

"don't..." i just want comfort right now

"OK... OK" he lays beside me stroking my side.

I wrap around him and he protects me.

I fall asleep.

The end.......

Joking