Y/N is the one who goes after Ian when Mandy comes home crying about how he won't sleep with her and it's the start of something new. Follow Y/N's adventure in this Universal Altercation with a Bisexual!Ian.
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"Harder daddy," I smiled as the older man held me up against the wall by my collar, he shook his head and dropped me to the floor, he spits on me and walked away. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, smiling at the comparison of the dark blood against the pale skin of my hand, I start chuckling shoulders shaking until hot tears are eventually rolling down my cheeks, "Fuck man, dad's going to kill me." I hop up and start walking home, I stop in front of the Kash and Grab, I reach into my pocket and find a five. Walking into the store I avoid eye contact with the redhead behind the counter and I grab a water and a pack of Advil. I throw them up on the counter,
"Did you find everything, alright?"
"Yeah," I cough, feeling blood still dripping from my nose, "Fuck."
"Hey, hey, are you okay?" I give him the five and grab the water and Advil, rushing out the store, the red head calling after me. I rush down the street and around the corner, ripping the package of Advil open with my teeth and pop them along with a long gulp of the water,
"Now to deal with my dad's shit."
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"I told you to sleep with the fucking man, all you had to do was open your fucking legs you little slut!" My dad raised his hand to me but Mickey grabbed his hand,
"Don't you dare hit her, ever." My dad clenched his fist and slapped Mickey instead, Mickey took it and my dad shook his head, storming off.
"Mickey, I told you, I can take a hit." I look at his cheek, growling at the red patch of skin, "He makes me want to stab him," Mickey laughs and I shake my head holding back tears,
"'Hey, Milkovich's don't cry." He kisses my forehead and leaves me in the room on that note,
I sigh and sit on the couch, running my hands down my face, The Rules Of The Milkovich Home. I sit back and close my eyes, until Mandy's running through the door, crying, "'Woah! Woah! What the fuck is wrong?" I stand up, grabbing the bat from the side of the couch,
"I-Ian Gallagher!"
"What did he do?"
She wiped her tears, and got ready to tell me until Mickey interrupted, "Doesn't matter, come on, we're going to beat his ass."
