Little Miracles (MLB + GFDD Crossover)

Chapter 8: Ira's Problems

Adrien's POV
                                            It was the middle of the night. I was worried about Ira. We had a conversation about father just two nights ago and it didn't go so well...

*Flashback*

Me:"Ira, isn't this great? We're gonna get to be with both parents instead of just one!!"
Ira:"...yeah...I guess..."
Me:"you guess?"
Ira:"w-well...I just..."
Me:"hm?"
Ira:"...I don't know if we should trust Gabriel..."
Me:"Ira, are you saying you think he's up to something?! How could you?! He's our father!!"
Ira:"I-I know...I just...there's something off about him and I think we should keep an eye on him..."
Me:"...I can't believe you...you're just like mom..."
Ira:"...I was raised by mom..."
Me:"...but...I thought...I thought that you and I would be on the same page about this..."
Ira:"we're...not gonna agree on everything..."
Me:"but why don't you trust father?!"
Ira:"I-
Me:"what did he ever do that was really bad, huh?!"
Ira:"Adrien-
Me:"no! What is it that you find so suspicious?!"
Ira:"Adrien stop for a sec-
Me:"no! you don't understand!! YOU DON'T KNOW HIM LIKE I DO!!"
Ira:"NO!! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!!! ALL I'M DOING IS TELLING YOU TO BE CAUTIOUS, I NEVER TOLD YOU THAT YOU COULDN'T BE NEAR HIM!!! I'M JUST WORRIED!!!"
Me:"...well...I don't see why you should be worried...or even suspicious..."
Ira:"..."
Me:"..."
Ira turned around, and went to another room. The conversation...was over.

*End of flashback*

...Ira hasn't spoken to me since...Whatever, I'm sure he'll come around one of these days. I rolled over, facing Ira's bed. Then, I noticed that he wasn't there! I sat up to see that the bedroom door was wide open. I got out of bed and walked quietly out the door and into the hallway. I saw that the kitchen lights were on, so I went there. When I got to the kitchen doorway, I saw Ira holding a kitchen knife!!
'Oh no...he's not going to...'
I could see his arm quivering just the slightest bit, then he brought the knife blade to his wrist. Before he could do anything else, I ran to him and grabbed him from behind, making him drop the knife.
Me:"Ira, what're you doing?!"
Ira:"A-Adrien! I-I can explain!!"
Me:"explain then!! Why would you do this?!"
Ira:"..."
Me:"..."
Ira:"...I...I have a slight cutting addition, ok?"
Me:"..."
Ira:"I've tried to stop...I still am..."
Me:"...but...why would you even have a cutting addition?! I-I thought you were happy!"
Ira:"I wasn't always!! I've had this problem for awhile, even before we met again!! Things were complicated and everything was falling apart!! I couldn't...I couldn't handle it..."
Me:"..."
Ira:"...and with dad coming back and the fight we had two nights ago, I-
I hugged Ira. He was a little surprised by it at first, but then he calmed down a bit and we just stayed like that. After awhile, I let go of him and took a look at his arm. There was a small nick on it from the knife and there were a lot of noticeable and unnoticeable scars, too...but other than that, there was nothing, so I can safely assume he wasn't lying about trying to get rid of the addiction.
Me:"does mom know about any of this?"
Ira:"yeah...she's been trying to help me stop..."
Me:"...well...now you have me to help you, too."
Ira:"..."
Ira hugged me this time, silently crying as I hugged him back. We might've had a disagreement a couple nights earlier, but that doesn't change the fact that he's my brother and we have to look out for each other, disagreement or not! That's what Ira was trying to do when we had that fight, he was looking out for me...and I yelled at him for it. We ended the hug and Ira stopped crying.
Me:"c'mon, we should get some sleep."
Ira just nodded and we went back to the bedroom and got into our beds. Then, we both fell asleep.