★Friends★

16

It was safe to say that Ian didn't get better. After Mandy had left he just laid back down on his bed, curled up into the covers and didn't move for the rest of day. Or the next day. Or the next.

It was Monday and all the Gallagher's were already at school, but one. "Ian?" Fiona asked quietly opening the bedroom door. Ian didn't move or say anything. "Ian, please get up." She whispered, now standing over him. "You need to eat." She said and sat a peanut butter sandwich she brought up with her on the nightstand.

Ian just mumbled something incoherently and pulled the blankets tighter around him. "Ian please," Fiona laid her hand on his shoulder but he jerked it off. "GO AWAY FIONA!" Ian snapped. Fiona flinched but backed off and left the room.

Fiona knew that this looked familiar.
She had to handle this in the past but with Monica. "Fuckin Monica." Fiona grumbled, walking down the stairs. With Monica Fiona just yelled at her to get up and take her meds but that obviously didn't work after the thanksgiving incident. This was her brother though. She would not and could not let Ian turn into Monica.

Fiona grabbed her phone off the kitchen counter. She couldn't handle this one alone so dialed the only number of someone who could help. The phone rang a few seconds before someone on the other end picked up.

"Fiona?"

"Hey Lip."