The South side was filled with thugs, violence and many other illegal activities. The Milkovich clan run by Terry was one of the largest group of non law abiding citizens. Mickey, Mandy and other children carried on the name of the Milkovichs. Terry was on another stint in Jail but would probably be out on over crowding bullshit.
Micky was one of the sons of the clan. Mandy had returned home last night crying about Gallagher attacking her and her having to fight him off. Now the Milkovichs were looking for revenge. Ian Gallagher worked at the local Kash and Carry so that's the first place Mickey went to look for him. Slamming through the front door, making Kash jump and Ian take off. Mickey screamed, "Gallagher" as he chased him down the back hall but the redhead escaped through a back door like a rat running away.
A few days later, Mickey sat outside the Kash and Carry across the street smoking a cigarette. Fire crotch got off work at 8 so he had only a few minutes to wait and then he would have the revenge for his sister. Dropping the butt of the cigarette to the ground, he watched Kash walked outside and lock the door while sliding the gate across the door. "Where is Firecrotch?" Mickey sneered at the turban wearing owner.
"He didn't come to work today." Kash says shaking a little.
"Don't you fucking lie to me. I watched him come to work today." Mickey said clenching his fist.
"He went home early," Kash said looking scared.
Kash climbed into the driver's seat of his van and turned on the engine. Looking over his shoulder he made sure that the little redhead was safely in the back. Giving him a thumbs up, Ian stayed hidden.
"I WILL FIND YOU, FIRECROTCH." Mickey shouted as he walked away.
IAN'S POV
"Fuck. He isn't going to ever leave me alone. I might as well take the beating." Ian said as he slid into the passenger seat.
"No!" Kash said. "It's not your fault you couldn't do it."
What he mean't by that was Ian was too gay to even get hard with a female.
Groaning, Ian settled low into the seat. Kash leaned over and kissed him.
"It's going to work out, don't worry."
After a quick, rough fuck with Kash, Ian walks into the overcrowded Gallagher home. Ignoring dinner, Ian heads upstairs, wanting a shower before my siblings came upstairs.
Ian strips off his clothes, letting them drop unceremoniously to the floor. Starting the hot water, Ian started scrubbing the day's scum from his long limbs. His mind wondered to the thug that was looking to kick his ass. Those piercing blue eyes and tousled black hair. The tattoos that spanned his knuckles. The blood began rushing from his head to his cock. "Fuck" Ian whispered as he wrapped his hand around his now fully hard cock. Letting his mind wonder back to the object of his attraction. He fantasied about pounding into Mickey and hearing him moan and beg for more. Grunting, Ian came all over the wall and his hand. Finishing his shower, he stepped out and dried his body before pulling on boxers.
He walked down the hall to his room that he shared with his siblings. Ian laid down in bed and tried to sleep, knowing his dreams would be of the thug who hated him.