Mickey was terrified, he has always been terrified.
His brother's terrified him, his father terrified him. The only person who didn't terrify Mickey was his mother, well her and his baby sister, but fuck Mandy wasn't even a year old yet, who could she terrify? Mickey's mother would play with him, Mickey knew his mother didn't particularily like him, but she played with him, and took her with him when she would leave the house.
His brother's chased him around, and hit him. Yelled at him, told him he was stupid, made him eat dirt. Mickey was so scared of his brothers, he always tried to hide from them but they always found him.
He had a few favorite hiding places one of them was under his bed, it was kind of dusty under there though, it always made him sneeze, so his brothers always found him pretty quick. Another place he liked to hide was in the closet in baby Mandy's room. There were lots of blankets in their, Mickey would sometimes fall asleep. His brothers never found him when he was in there, but sometimes he had to run fast so he didn't have time to run into Mandy's room and get in the closet, so he ended up hiding behind doors, in cabinets, behind the TV stand; all places that they could easily find him.
Mickey's dad would yell at him, hit him, throw beer cans and empty booze bottles at him, Mickey never tried to hide from his dad, he knew that if he ran from his dad that his beating would be worse. He was so scared when his dad beat him and yelled at him, but he was used to it, it was pretty sad that he was usedto it, that it was so normal.
His mom would play with him, she would talk to him, she didn't like him, but he was her 'Mikey'. Mickey hated being called 'Mikey', it was stupid, it wasn't his name, his name was Mickey not stupid 'Mikey'.
His mom woke him up early one morning, it was a Saturday. They always slept in late on Saturdays, but not this time. It was still dark outside, Mickey asked him mom why they were up before the sun, she just told him to hush and put clean clothes on and meet her by the front door as soon as he was done.
Mickey didn't know what was going on but he did want she told him, when he came out of his room his mom was standing by the front door waiting for him, sleeping Mandy in her carseat, and a diaper bag slung over her shoulder.
Mickey followed his mom out the door he didn't ask where they were going, he just followed her. He followed his mom to the El, they got on it and rode it for what seemed like hours. By the time they got off the sun had come up, and Mickey was really hungry. Mandy had woken up, and she was whining, Mickey guessed she was hungry too.
They got off the El and started walking again, Mickey really wanted to stop walking. He wanted to sit down and eat something, he was really hungry and he was still tired.
"Mom when are we gonna eat?" Mickey's voice was whiny and tired.
"Soon, now be quiet." His mom sounded mad, Mickey didn't want her to be mad so he didn't talk anymore.
They finally stopped outside a big building, his mom knocked on the door a woman answered, Mickey didn't know who she was but he hoped she had some coco puffs.
The woman said her name was Monica, Mickey shrugged and nodded when she spoke to him but didn't speak, he didn't want to make his mom more mad.
His mom didn't talk she just sent down Mandy's carseat and quickly made the now screaming baby a bottle, Mandy could hold the bottle by herself. She motioned for Mickey to sit down, he sat on a a couch, that looked brand new a lot different than the one at his house. She spoke quietly to Monica, Mickey couldn't hear what they were saying. His mom nodded and walked into a different room, Mickey stayed in his seat. A minute later his mom reappeared, she was carrying some food, Mickey could see a few strips of bacon and some eggs and their was a half a piece of toast. She handed the small plate to him.
"Don't get anything on that couch." He nodded and picked up a piece of bacon. It was slightly cold Mickey guessed that it had been cooked awhile ago. He ate silently, and slowly. He had to be careful, he couldn't make a mess. When he finished eating Monica took his plate into, what Mickey assumed was the kitchen.
Monica and his mom dissappeared into room and shut the door. A few moments later a small red-haired baby toddled out toward Mickey, the little boy was closely followed by a boy who looked like he was Mickey's age.
"Who're you?" The other boy asked Mickey as he sat down on the couch and pulled then red head up with him.
"Mickey." He spoke quietly so that his mom wouldn't hear him, he still wasn't supposed to talk, mom would get mad.
Mickey really wasn't scared of his mom, but he didn't want her to get mad, he wanted her to play with him and be nice.
"I'm Lip." Mickey giggled, Lip was a funny name, it wasn't supposed to be a boys name, a lip was on your face.
"You think my names funny?" Mickey shook his head and look over at his baby sister, she looked a lot younger than the red haired boy.
"What's his name?" Mickey pointed at the little boy.
"Hi, 'mIan." Meean, what kid of name was that?
"Meean? That's not even a name." The boy with the funny name, Lip growled.
"His name is Ian." Ohh, that made sense.
"Oh. That's my baby sister Mandy." Mickey pointed to the sleeping baby.
"She's-cute." Lip looked and sounded unhappy.
"She is. How old are you?" Mickey was just trying to be nice, he knew he wasn't supposed to be talking but he thought that if he didn't try to be nice to these kids that would make mom mad too, so he thought it was better if he talked to them.
"Five." They were the same age, well almost.
"I'm almost five, I have a few more months 'til my birthday." Mickey couldn't wait to turn 5.
"I thwee." Ian spoke again, he seemed shy.
"He'll be four in a six months." Lip seemed like a smarty pants, Mickey really didn't like him.
Mickey nodded.
"Mandy's not even one yet." Lip didn't say anything but he had a scowl on his face. Mickey didn't like Lip, and he thought Lip didn't like him either.
Even though Mickey thought Ian was kinda of shy, and he hardly talked Mickey thought he was okay, he kinda of liked him.
Lip grabbed a remote control from somewhere, and turned the TV on. They watched cartoons for the next few hours, until Mickey's mom and Monica finally came out of the room they were in.
His mom was walking funny and she was laughing a lot. Mickey didn't understand what was going on.
"C'mon baby, lets go home." She picked up the carseat and diaper bag, Mickey was standing next to her within seconds.
Monica walked over to his mom and kissed her, on the mouth. Mickey thought it was icky but he didn't say anything.
"See ya later Moni." His mom was really happy.
After their long walk, El ride they finally got home. Mickey went into hos room as soon as they went inside, he didn't want his brothers to hurt him, he was still tired from getting up so early.
He kicked off his shoes and climbed into his bed. He pulled the blanket over his head and fell asleep.
He dreamt of his brothers yelling at him, his dad beating him and his mom not being happy. Mickey was terrified.
Note to readers- This story is AU, being that: a.) Mandy is going to be 3 years yonger than Mickey. and b.) Monica left when Lip was 5 and Ian was almost 4. Now that I've said that, I need to know should I continue this? Or just let it go; forget it. Also I know I need to work on CMH,CMF but this just came to me last night and the more I write the easier it'll be for me to work on that story :) -Alayna
