I felt like Mandy and Mickey needed a bonding scene. And this is the only way I can see Mandy bonding with her brother.
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Mandy was on the couch, playing whatever shooter game was left in there by her brothers, when she heard the screams coming from Mickey's room. She paused the game, making sure she wasn't hearing things.
When she knew the noise was coming from Mickey's room, she walked to the door, and slowly and quietly opened it. She looked in, and gasped at what she saw. Mickey was still sleeping, but she could clearly see he was crying. 'Mickey"? She called his name, quietly, to see if he was awake. But he wasn't. She walked in, and stood beside his bed. Slowly, she bent to her knees, and rubbed her hand through his hair oh-so-softly. The sight of her brother crying made her cry. Many people didn't know it, but she did actually have a heart. And she loved her brother. She was worried about him. When she did this, he flinched, and cried out. "Ian. Ian. No." This confused Mandy. She had this look of concern on her face. For all she knew, Mickey only worked with Ian. But what she was about to learn, was much more than that.
Mickey quickly opend his eyes, and noticed her crouched down beside him, with her hand caressing him.
"shh, Mickey, its ok. Your just dreaming" she reminded him, and tried to pull him out of the state of fear he was in. 'Its ok. Its just me. Its just Mandy". She said as she took her sleeve and wiped the tears out of his eyes.
"Mandy?" He said, with a bubble in his throat. "Oh god. Mandy" and he grabbed her and pulled her in to hug her. Mandy could clearly see he had a lot on his mind. But she also knew he wouldn't talk about it. That's not who Mickey was. He didn't talk. And he didn't cry either.
She crawled into his bed, sat behind him, and laid his head into her lap, not taking her hand from his head, trying to comfort him.
"Mandy, I..I.." he said, still crying.
"Mickey, its ok. It's a nightmare." she told him, with worry in her voice. "It will be ok. Ian is safe"
"I did something horrible, Mandy. Horrible. I hate my self. Why did I do it?" he cried, pulling her hand from his hair.
"What did you do, Mickey?" She asked, worried.
"Terry caught us.. He beat the shit out of him, Mandy. I jumped on him, trying to spare him. But then he beat me. He pistol whipped me and she sent over that stupid whore and made Ian watch".
Mandy had never heard her older brother so heart broken. It broke her heart to witness this. But she didn't know what he was talking about. With all the shit she had going on in her life, she hasn't been paying attention.
"Caught you"? she asked, "caught you doing what"?
"I love him, Mands. I love him, and I'm gay. I have to find him and apologize. Apologize for hitting him, and for kicking him. And for knocking the whore up. And for marrying her, to protect him from Terry" He said as tears filled his eyes.
Mandy sat there, still comforting her brother. Rubbing his head, and holding him in her arms. All these thoughts went rushing through her mind. Things she thought she should have understood. Thoughts that she didn't think were about Mickey.
"So, you're the asshole who stole my boyfriend's heart." She said, squeezing him tighter, and laughing a little to try and get him to calm down.
"Say that one more time, and I swear to god I will kill you, Mandy. I don't care if your my little sister. I will do it" he smiled up at her as he nuzzled into her hip.
"You're not such a badass with tears in your eyes, Mick. Promise all you want. I am the only good Milkovich in this house." She laughed as she punched him in his stomach.
The brother and sister laid there until Mickey's tears were dry. She wanted to clear his mind, so she reached over on his table and grabbed a joint he had been smoking. As she lit it, she decided she would tell him her secret. Since he told his to her.
"I hit Karen. The bitch fucked Lip." She said as she held the pot in her lungs.
"Did you call Matty about the windshield? And did you check the grill like I told you to?" he asked, sounding proud of his little sister.
"Windshield will be here tomorrow. Hair is gone. No one will ever know it was me. Look who my brothers are" she replied with confidence. "But Ian is with Lip at the hospital. After everything that whore has done to Lip, he still fucking cares, which pisses me the fuck off" she huffed "Go to him. Tell him everything. He deserves to know. But he sure as hell doesn't deserve you" she said and smacked him across his head.
"Fuck you" he said as he got up and pulled on his sweater and ran out of the bedroom. "Get the fuck out of my room, too"! And he shut the front door.
His feet hit the concreate harder than his fist hit Ian's face, if that was even possible. His feet hurt, and his heart was pounding. 'What the fuck am I doing'? he thought. Oh, that's right. Getting his Ian back. His.