Middle Child Syndrome- Ian Gallagher

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Life is funny. One minute, you're in bed with your boyfriend, the person you love most in the world. The person you've been around for so long you can't remember what your life was like before you met them, and then the next thing you know, you see them being driven off to a foster home. 

DCFS made a surprise visit at the Gallaghers and at the worst time possible. 

Persephone was devastated, and as devastated as I was too, I had to be the older sister I was and assure her they would be back soon. I wanted to help, but there was nothing I COULD do. 

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Two Days Later

I was at work, stacking the gum, when the door opened. I turned around, and my jaw dropped.

"Miss me?" Ian said.

I ran towards him and hugged him as he spun me around.

"You have no idea," I said before he kissed me. We continued kissing for a while until he put me down. 

"So, what's going on?" I said, "Are you guys back home?"

He shook his head, "Wish it was that simple. Fiona and Frank are working on it, though. In the meantime, Lip and I are in a group home for delinquent teenage boys."

"What? Why?" I said.

"We're too old to be placed," Ian explained, "It's awful. I mean, there's no privacy. If I wanna jack off, I gotta do it in the bathroom."

"You've been jacking off a lot?" I said jokingly. 

"Not a lot. But I think about you every time," he said. We looked at each other and just laughed. 

We continued working and stacking the shelves when Ian hugged me from behind.

"You know, the house is going to be empty for a while," I said as his hand slowly went down my shorts and under my underwear, "My mom has a new job and has to work late. You and I can have a little fun. But if you'd rather-

I let out a small gasp as his finger traced over my clit. 

"How can I say no to that?" he said, moving his finger faster.

"Ian," I said breathily. As he hit my sweet spot, I let out a moan. Well, more like a scream. Ian covered my mouth as I came undone and breathed heavily. 

"Wow, you're getting so much better at that,"  I said.

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After work, we went back to my place, checked to see that no one was home, and turned on the TV.

"This is so nice," I said, "I never have the house to myself. Especially with Troy always being here. It'll be great when I have enough money to move out and have my own place."

"Yea," Ian said, "I love my family, but it's a madhouse there. It'll be nice to have my own room finally."

There was a bit of silence until Ian asked, "Do you think you'd move back to California?"

I shrugged, "Maybe. I don't know. I actually don't hate it here. And I wouldn't want to leave you here."

Ian smiled and held my hand, "I love you. And if we stay together, and you want to go back to California, I'd make that happen and go with you."

"Really?"

"Yes," he said, "I want you to be happy."

"But your family-

"Don't worry about it," he said, "Don't worry about it. I love you so much, Athena. Ok?"

"I love you too," I said.

Of course, I wanted to be happy, and I wanted Ian to be happy, but the last thing I wanted was for him to put my happiness over his. 

I kissed him, and we started making out and taking our clothes off. 

"Fuck," Ian said, "I don't have a condom."

"Don't worry," I said, "I trust you."

Slowly, he placed himself inside me. My nails scratched his back as he buried his face into my neck.

Eventually, we switched positions, and I was on top, riding him. I liked when I was on top because it meant I was in control. 

I continued riding him and didn't even realize the door opened until I heard it slam. Immediately, I got off Ian and tried to cover myself. My dad came back from work earlier than expected.

 "Dad, dad, I-

"You motherfucker!" my dad ran towards Ian who was naked and desperately trying to put his clothes on. He didn't make it though, and my dad overpowered him and punched him.

"Dad, stop! Please!" I said. I had never seen him this angry. Ever.

I couldn't pull him off, but he stopped after a while. 

"Get the fuck out of my house, Gallagher!" he yelled. 

Ian ran out as fast as he could without a shirt, just his boxers. 

I didn't dare say a word to my dad. Whenever he was this mad, it was a good decision to keep your mouth shut. 

"After Connor, I swore that I would never let any boy hurt you ever again,"  was all he said before going upstairs. 

I just stood there in shock and in tears, unable to make sense of the whole situation.