in love- Ian Gallagher ❤️

Kid-fucker.

So Kev's Wife and apparent kid is living at Kev and Veronica's so V stayed at our place last night.
Debbie has also seen a man jerking off to her on the El. Now we're all in the kitchen talking to the police.

Officer: Can you describe the perp?
Debbie: Red, Really really red.
Lip: Like sunburned?
Fiona: She's talking about his-
Ian: The guy, Debs. What did the guy look like? His face.
Debbie: How are you supposed to his face behind that giant, red, one eyed-
Officer: Got it. Okay. You did great, thank you.
Lip: Yeah, okay Debs. Come on, let's go get you a Bomb pop or something?
Mandy: Why didn't you stab him?
Fiona: Stab him? with what?
Mandy: You ride the city bus without a knife?

Then later on, we're all in the living room whilst Lip is looking at all the sex offenders in our neighbourhood. I'm sat on Ian's lap with my head on his shoulder.
Taylor: Holy shit.
Ian: A lot of red dots.
Debbie: All those red dots are sex offenders in our neighbourhood?
Lip: Wait, check this out. Child rapist, three blocks over. Did five years and out on probation.
Taylor: How does a child rapist only get five years?
Lip: He doesn't. He gets five years plus the beating of his life. Let's go.
Carl: Thought we were gonna fix the pool.
Lip: No, grab the bat.
Carl: Awesome.
Mandy: You want help? My dad loves a good posse.
Debbie: We're forgetting about the guy on the bus?
Mandy: Hell no. I'm gonna teach you self-defence, Milkovich style. Come on.
Lip: Yeah, let's go.
Taylor: Can i come? Please.
Ian: Fine.
Then Ian puts his hand out and i grab it, then Steve walks in from the kitchen.
Lip: Yo, we're going to jump a pedophile. Wanna come?
Jimmy: Oh. Sounds great, but I can't.
Then we leave whilst Lip stays in to talk to Jimmy Steve about something.

Then we go to the Alibi room and we see my dad playing pool. We walk over to him.
Taylor: Hi dad.
Terry: The fuck you want?
Lip: Convicted child rapist just moved in down the street.
Terry: Let's get the boys.
Then we're all walking down the street, weapons in hand.
Man: The fuck is this little parade?
Terry: Kid fucker, next block.
Then we get to the house and knock on, a blonde woman opens the door.
Blake: May I help you?
Terry: We're looking for Blake Collins.
Blake: I'm Blake Collins.
Ian: Oh, shit. Your the eighth-grade teacher who screwed her student, right? You were on TV.
Blake: I didn't screw William. I loved him. And I did my time. I paid for my mistake. If love can be called a mistake. I'm sure there are real criminals you can beat up if you have the inclination. Now please, May I close the door?
Terry: Yeah, Yeah.
Then she shuts the door, stupid bitch. I can hit women.
Taylor: The fuck she can. Open the fucking door! STUPID SLUT!
I run and bang on the door and Mickey picks me up and pulls me away.

Then all the men walk away and me, Ian, Lip and Mickey are left.
Lip: Shit, we should still do something.
Taylor: I'll do something.
Mickey: Thinking gang bang.
Lip: No, but she fucks little kids.
Ian: It was one kid and he wasn't that little.
Lip: Look, he was fourteen and she was his teacher. We want a pedophile living in the neighbourhood?
Mickey: Shit, If i was fourteen and had a teacher who looked like that and wanted it? Damn, I'm getting wood just thinking about that.
Taylor: Ew, gross Mickey.
Mickey: Yo, Angie!
Angie: Yeah?
Mickey: You wanna fuck?
Angie: Sure.
I scoff and laugh at the same time, then me Ian and Lip are walking home.
Ian: You were having sex at fourteen.
Lip: I was having sex at fourteen with a fourteen year old.
Taylor: You really want this chick living in the neighbourhood? Think about Carl.
Ian: Carl should be so lucky.
Lip: Okay, so what if it was Debbie and a thirty year old dude?
Ian: It's different.
Lip: Bullshit, it's different.
Debbie: She's not hanging around the park with lollipops. She fell in love.
Lip: It's got nothing to do with love. This chick is a standard-issue pedophile and I'm gonna prove it.

Later on me, Ian and Mickey are working at Kash and Grab. Then a kid walks in.
Mickey: Buy something.
Then he puts a packet of gum down to buy.
Ian: Eighty-nine cents.
Then he pays Ian, Mickey throws a coffee cup in the trash. The kid is confused looking up at Mickey and down at the coffee cup in the trash multiple times.
Kid: I-I don't get it.
Mickey: Take the cup out of the trash.
Kid: Oh, the stuff's in it. Okay.
Then he Mickey tries to warn the kid not to say anything.
Ian: Just get out. You need whatever brain cells you got left.
Then the kid grabs the gum and walks out the store.
Mickey: Why you gotta mess with my business?
Ian: Why you gotta do your business in my store? Mickey: Ain't your store. It's towelhead's store.
Ian: Whatever. Get smarter customers. Because i'm not going down for this shit.
Taylor: Just stop fucking arguing for once! For christ sake!
Ian: How about you stay the fuck out of it Taylor.
Mickey: How about you don't talk to my sister like that, douche.
Taylor: Fuck you Ian. Maybe i did make a mistake getting back with you, there's something seriously wrong with you.
I scoff and then someone walks in, i turn around to see Ned walking it. My time to piss off Ian.
Ned: Nice place you got here.
Taylor: What are you doing here?
Ned: I was hungry.
Taylor: So you drove all the way to the south side for a bag of chips?
Ned: A bag of chips and a blonde snap, i'm hoping. Keep the change.
Taylor: I'm working.
Ned: Well, maybe later. Happy hour at the Fountain.
Taylor: Yeah, okay.
Ned: Okay.
Then he goes to walk out but Mickey stops him.
Mickey: You got a receipt?
Then he grabs the receipt from me and Mickey moves and he walks out, I just scoff.
Ian: That your grandpa?
Taylor: Nah, just the guy i was seeing.
Ian: Oh, that's the guy you was seeing, huh. You guys like picnic together? Or gonna get a little dog with a fucking sweater?
Taylor: No. We don't picnic. We mostly just fuck.

Later on me and Ned are walking out the restaurant we were at.
Ned: Did that fatty actually cop a feel?
Taylor: He totally copped a feel.
Ned: You gotta be kidding me. I mean, what's up with that?
Then we cross the road to bump into Ian, for fuck sake.
Taylor: Shit Ian, what the hell are you doing here?
Ned: Oh, from the store right? Come on Taylor, don't be rude. Invite your boyfriend back to my place. I mean, the more the merrier, right?
Then Ian head butts him and gets him to the floor and starts punching him. I try dragging him off.
Taylor: Enough Ian!
Then Ian pushes me back, i hit him in the throat and he goes down.
Ian: What the fuck, Milkovich?
Taylor: There gonna call the cops.
Then i bend down to Ned who's nose is bleeding.
Taylor: Are you okay?
Ian: Come on.
Taylor: Sorry.
Ian: Milkovich!
Taylor: Sorry. I'll text you.
Then security from the restaurant come out and me and Ian run away from them. We go in an alley where they can't find us.
Taylor: What the fuck is wrong with you?
Then he laughs and i put my hands on my knees to catch my breath. I stand up and Ian comes and pulls my head down signalling me sarcastically to suck his dick. I push him and we both laugh and start play fighting whilst we're running.

Later on, we're all at the table eating. Then Kevin comes in through the back door, Kevin and V are still not in the best place.
Kevin: I'm gonna know my kid. I'm gonna know my kid and you can't have a problem with that.
Look, I-I don't care about Cheryl, V. I used to, but she's nothing but a memory to me now. I'm sorry I didn't go see the notary. But I would never leave you. Ever. You gotta know that. After everything we've been through.. You kinda just have to know that.
I can see Veronica and Fiona tearing up. Then Veronica bursts into tears.
Carl: Woah, you kinda just snotted the whole table.
Then Veronica and the rest of us burst into laughter. Then Cheryl walks in with her kid.
Cheryl: Kev? Kev.
Then Me, Fiona and Veronica laugh at Cheryl.
Cheryl: What the fuck? Are they laughing at me?
Kevin: No.
Taylor: Yes.
Kevin: Taylor!
Cheryl: Fuck you.
Taylor: Excuse you?
Kevin: Cheryl, Listen.
Cheryl: No, I'm done listening. Kyle, go pack our shit now.
Kevin: Cheryl, would you just listen to me?
Cheryl: You could've had this and you want that? She's some kind of nympho. Has three drawers full of dildos.
Veronica: What you doing going through my shit bitch?
Debbie: What's a dildo?
Kevin: Cheryl, Listen-
Cheryl: Your just as thick as the day i met you.
Kevin: I get that your mad but i wanna be a father to Kyle.
Then Veronica takes her earrings off, Oh shit! I'm so here for this.
Kevin: I'll get you a place nearby-
Cheryl: He's not yours, Kev. He isn't even mine. He's mr sisters you stupid piece of shit.
My mouth drops open when Cheryl says that.
Veronica: What did she say? What did you say?
Cheryl: What the fuck bitch?
Then Veronica starts full on beating the shit out of Cheryl.
Lip: Should we stop them or?
Kevin: What, you wanna loose an eye?
Veronica: You crazy bitch. Crazy bitch. You come into my house and make up some shit like that?
Cheryl: Get your hands off me, you dirty, barren whore!
Then Veronica bites her and she screams in pain.
Veronica: Barren?
Then they go in the living room, towards the TV.
Lip: Shit, the Tv!
Taylor: No! Not the TV!
Veronica: Get the divorce papers Kev! This bitch is about to sign!
Cheryl: I'm not singing shit!
Then Veronica gets on top of her back on the couch holding her arms behind her back.
Veronica: You wanna walk away with four limbs? Your gonna sign. The papers!
Cheryl: Fuck you!
Veronica: You signing!

Then she signs the papers and we're packing her shit into the car. She looks at us before getting in the car.
Veronica: Uh-Uh. Not one word, just drive away!
Then she gets in her car and sticks her middle finger up at us, i return it and smile. Then she drives off and Veronica holds up the divorce papers and she hugs us all. We go inside and then I get a call.
Taylor: Hello?
Mandy: Meet me at that Blake collins front yard now. She had sex with Lip.
Taylor: I'll be there in a minute.
Then i go back out the house and walk to that Woman's house. I get there to see Mandy there.
Taylor: Hey bitch! You ready?
I hold up the bat from the Gallagher house and smile. Then Mandy bangs on the door with her weapon. Then she opens the door.
Mandy: You Blake?
Blake: Yes?
Mandy: Your moving now, Blake. Your moving tonight.
Blake: Excuse me?
Mandy: I don't excuse you, you sick bitch. I don't excuse you, because your hot, or because your blonde or because of what you got between your legs.
Taylor: Come take a look. You see that? They're digging your grave. You wanna be gone before they get down to 6 feet. How's it going boys?
Iggy: Good. We dug the Berlanti  grave, in what? Two hour? But this dirt is nice and soft. Going a lot faster.
Mandy: Tick-Tock. Kid fucker.
Then she runs inside and gets her stuff and leaves. Job done.