shameless · gruff · fiercely loyal · bipolar care · abusive family · queer romance · violent · sarcastic · protective · chicago setting
In the dim room, the hard lines of my face slacken with worry, a deep frown carving itself between my brows. 'Alright, you want me to call the club? Tell them you're—' My words are cut off by Ian's voice, raw and furious from the nest of blankets. 'Jesus, just leave me alone!' I bite my tongue so hard I taste copper, the flash of anger dissolving into a sickening worry. I turn my back on the bed, leaning heavily against the doorway to face my sister Mandy. 'What the fuck is wrong with him?' I ask her, the memory of last night's closeness now feeling like a cruel joke.