Panic Mode
Mickey ran and ran and ran until he got to the Milkovich house. He tried to open the door but it was locked, so he knock on it like a mad man till Mandy answer "Mickey what the-" "Where is Iggy!? Where is he!?" Mickey asked running into the house. "Iggy? He not here, Mickey. Why?" Mandy asked. "He's- he's not okay! He called me- he left me- he left me a message! I think- I think he was using!" Mickey tried to explain. "Shit- COLIN!" Mandy yelled for her other brother, who came out of his room. "Why the fuck are you yelling?" Colin said. "Do you know where Iggy went?!" Mandy asked. "Wha-" Colin tried to process what was happening. Mandy was yelling and Mickey was standing behind her looking like he just saw someone get shot. "Do you know where Mickey is!?" Mandy yells again. "No- why?" Colin responds. "Shit- shit- SHIT!" Mickey yells hitting the side of his arm with every word and continues after. "What? What's going on?" Colin asked. "Mickey thinks Iggy might be using again." Mandy said. "He was- He was using- he was on something, I know he was!" Mickey said "He- he left me a message!" Mickey said pulling out his phone trying his best to play the message. The message started playing again "Hey, Mick- 'm sorry- 'm sorry, Mick. Mandy and Colin won't care, But- but you will Mickey. I did something- something really really bad 'm sorry. I- Im sorry, Killer. Im really sorry-." the message finished "Shit-" Colin said.
Ian, Fiona and Lip had decided it was a good idea to follow after Mickey even after letting him go. They got to the Milkovich house and the door was wide open so they just walked in. They saw Mickey, Mandy and Colin all in panic. Mickey looked at them "Iggy- We don't know where he is-" Mickey said. Ian wraps his boyfriend in hug, rocking them back and forth hoping it might calm him down. Mickey just let in happen, not moving to wrap his arms around Ian, he just let him rock them back and forth. "What's going on?" Fiona asked "We wanna help but we need to know what's going on first.". "We think Iggy relapsed. But we don't know where he is and he sounded really really fucked. We just don't know what to do." Mandy said. "Okay, okay. Can you think of any places he might be or someone he might be with or who could have seen him?" Fiona asked. "Yeah, yeah-" "Okay. One of you take Lip and go look at all the place you think he could be. The other person can stay here and try to call anyone who he might be with or who might have seen him. Me and Ian will go home and get V to help us make some calls to the hospitals and clinics to see if he was brought in. Okay?" Fiona said. "Yeah, got it." Mandy said "Colin you go with Lip, I'll stay here and make calls.". "Got it." Colin said, not waiting any longer before exiting the house, Lip following after him. "We'll call you if we hear anything, we'll call." Fiona said. Fiona, Ian and Mickey all leave the Milkovich house and start on the walk home.
When they got home, they wasted no time. Fiona went get Veronica and then they started making calls. Call, after call, after call, they got nothing. At some point Ian had to take Mickey upstairs because he was getting so- so something, he couldn't explain what he was feeling or really talk at all. And hearing nothing good over and over and over wasn't helping. Ian comes back downstairs and starts helping call around again. Call after call after call. Nothing. They ended up with nothing.
"What do we do?" Ian asked. "We just gotta hope Colin and Lip find him or Mandy hears something." Fiona said. "I think I should go over there, help Mandy call people." Ian said. "I think thats a good idea, E" Fiona said. Before Ian could even get up Carl comes running downstairs "Guy's Mickey's freaking out. He keeps hitting himself and he won't answer anyone!" Carl basically yells. Ian, Fiona and Veronica all rushed upstairs to Mickey's room. They enter Mickey's room and see two things. Mickey, was sitting against the wall, hitting his head with closed fist and banging the back of his head on the wall, he was obviously in distress. And Debbie was standing to the side trying to talk to him. Ian rushes over to Mickey and pulls him away from the wall and holding his arms behind his back so he can't hit himself but this just made Mickey more upset. "Debs go downstairs." Fiona said "But Mickey-" "Please go downstairs, now!" Fiona said pulling Debbie out of the room. "Ian let Mickey go." Veronica said "And let him hurt himself?" Ian said. "It's making it worse!" Veronica said. It obviously wasn't helping because Mickey had started kick and screaming, they were three seconds away from Ian having to literality push Mickey on the ground and that was NOT okay. "Let him go, Ian. It's gonna be fine." Veronica said. Ian finally let go of Mickey's arms. Mickey's hands went straight to his head, his left hand started to hit his head again, the right one started pulling on his hair. Fiona crouches down next to him putting her hand where Mickey was hitting so his fist wouldn't make contact and then she slowly starts to unweave Mickey's other hand from his hair. "It's okay, Angel-face." Fiona said softly. Mickey's right hand starts to squeeze Fiona's hand in a pattern and once he realized he wasn't gonna be able to get the stimulation he wanted from hitting his head, his other hand falls into his lap. "There you go, Angel-face. That's it." Fiona whispers. It takes Mickey a little while to calm down but once he does, he falls back into Ian (who was still sitting behind him). Ian hesitates to wrap his arm's around Mickey, once again swaying them back and forth. "How did you know what to do?" Ian asked. "Mickey did it a lot as a kid. After the first few times I learned a few things." Fiona said. Ian looks down at Mickey's face that was covered in tears and snot, he reaches up to wipe off Mickey's face. "Let me go get a rag." Veronica said, turning to leave the room. The sound of Fiona's phone ringing fills the room. It was Lip.
Fiona answers the phone and the first thing that came from the other line was "We found him."