"She wont get out of bed" Lip told us as he leaned against our bedroom door. We had been sleeping for hours but we knew we had to deal with the body.
"Im not letting her go back there" Mickey said as he lit a joint. I took it away from him and he rolled his eyes. Im not letting him drown himself in weed and alcohol like I know he wants to.
"Okay so whats the plan?" I asked, ignoring the dirty look he was giving me. He shrugged, god he was in a mood.
"Get rid of it and dont get caught" he said like I was stupid. I looked at Lip, ignaling him to give us a minute. He nodded and walked out.
"You gonna stop being a dick anytime soon?" I asked him. He stood up and grabbed the joint off the dresser and lit it, inhaling deeply.
"Forigve me if im not extra fucking cheerful right now, I just watched my sister kill my dad" he said.
"So you treat me like shit?" I asked him. He sat next to me on the bed and passed me the joint. I took a hit and passed it back.
"Sorry" he mumbled. He was still getting used to the whole "admitting your wrong" thing. "She shouldnt have been there" he thought out loud. I held his hand and nodded.
"I would have stopped her" I told him. He kissed my hand.
"I know. Ready to take care of this?" he asked, standing up and changing his clothes. I answered by doing the same.
"Shit" Lip said as we all three stood over Terrys body. Mickey turned away and drank out of the vodka bottle he had found on the counter. I put my hand on his waist to remind him I was there for him.
"Come on, lets get him into the van" he mumbled. We had Lip ask Kev to borrow the van from the Alibi but we had to have it back in a few hours. We picked him up and brought him through the back door and into the van.
"Ill be right back, wait here" Mickey said as he ran back into the house. Lip and I exchanged an uneasy glance as we covered Terry with a blanket and waited in the car. A few minutes later Mickey got in the van and told Lip to drive. We drove into the woods and stopped when we figured we were far enough in.
"Here" Mickey pointed to the ground as he grabbed a shovel. Lip and I helped him dig until the hole was deep enough for the body. We carried the body from the van and dropped it into the hole. Lip grabbed for his shovel but Mickey stopped him. "Wait" he said, staring at Terry. Before I could stop him he was on top of Terry punching him in the face over and over and over again. There were tears running down his face and he was yelling as he hit him. I jumped in and held him back.
"Its okay, its okay" I whispered to him as I rocked him back and forth, him laying on my chest crying. I nodded to Lip and he started filling the hole. "Its okay" I said again. He was holding me tightly as I rubbed his back. After he calmed down I walked him to the van. "Stay here, okay?" I said as I kissed his forehead. He nodded and closed his eyes, resting his head on the seat. I went back to Lip and we filled the hole without saying a word. He had never seen Mickey like that and I knew he was shocked. We finished and got back in the car. Mickey was asleep in the back and I sat next to him, putting his head on my lap. Lip dropped us off at home before returning the car to Kev. After tucking Mickey in, since he was so exhausted, I went to check on Mandy.
"Hey" she said quietly as I walked in her and Lips room. I sat down next to her on the bed.
"Its done" I told her. She nodded. "Im proud of you." She smiled weakly as a tear fell down her cheek.