Keep It To Yourself -Gallavich

Hurt

"Ian what the fuck?"

"I...I don't know! Mickey please don't tell anyone..."

What the fuck do I do?

No, Ian please don't start crying.

"I....what the fuck?" I whisper because I don't have anything to say.

"Mickey..."

Ok, I'm ok.

"Ok. Ok...I wont tell...."

"Thank you. I just...I don't know."

"I don't know either. Do you...want a ride home?"

"Um...yeah, sure. Hold on."

He runs back into the store.

Mickey what the fuck are you getting yourself into?

He walks back out and seems more clothed? I don't know.

I start the car once he gets in and start to drive him home.

Do I talk to him?

Is he angry at me?

I would be angry at me.

"So, why kash?"

"Shut the fuck up Mickey and take me home...please."

Ok then.

I'll...um...ok

With awkward silence I take him home and then I turn around and head back to the stores.

"So. I'm just going to go in there and talk to Kash and no ones going to get hurt, right?"

"Mickey? Why the fuck are you talking to yourself? I've gone crazy haven't I? That's ok."

I drive a bit slow to the store because I seriously don't know what's going to happen

I'm still a little off from seeing Ian with him.

I didn't know I could fell that sort of hurt but I did.

I still don't think it's processed in my head yet.

I park the car and get out and run back across the street.

As soon as I hear the bell ring, I let my complete anger rush.

"Kash! What the fuck man!" I rush in and he cowers behind the register

"What do you want Mickey?"

Is he scared?

"I want you to keep you fucking hans off Ian Gallagher! That's what the fuck I want. Now are we going to have a problem here or can I just leave?"

"No it good. It's all good."

"I actually don't think it is!" I'm still fucking yelling.

"Mickey just leave."

"I'm going to give you 2 option Kash, ok? But only because today I'm feeling nice."

Kash nods.

"So 1 I trash this whole fucking store and make you clean it up- which just so you know, is the nice option. Or 2 I reach over that fucking counter and beat your ass. Maybe I'll cut your dick off with those scissors. You have three fucking seconds to chose."

"One." Damn that was fast. 3 seconds? More like 0.003 seconds.

I turn left and push the rack over as hard as I can.

I grab everything I can touch and throw it and smash it. I take glass bottles from the coolers and throw them onto the wall on the other side of the room.

Yeah, I bet you can say I feel better.

"Now remember Kash. Next time I won't be so easy."

I walk out of the store and I can hear Kash lock the door and turn the sign to closed.

I smile.

But why, Ian?

I'm on time! Don't worry! So kind of shit. Basically a filler type chapter. I don't know I kind of like it. It gives character to the story. Hope you like it.

❌Stay ok❌