AN: Mickie finds out some news about her mom, it is both good and bad. What is she in for, exactly? Read and find out!

Chapter Three: A Series of Unfortunate Events

The minute that Mickie woke up the next morning, she knew something was wrong. She sat up in her bed, and looked around in the dimly lit home. Something was off about this, something was just not right in the home. She climbed out of her bed, and walked out towards the kitchen. She looked in the refrigerator, and saw that there was nothing in there, besides some spoiled food, and other stuff that she was not going to touch.

Guess I am skipping breakfast again... Mickie told herself. She looked around for a clock in the room, and saw that school was about to start. She stood there for a few moments, contemplating not going, because even if she was to go right now and get ready before school, there was no way that she was going to be on time.

After the clock struck nine, she told herself there was no way that she was going to school right now, basically because school started at eight and it was nine o'clock right now. She sighed, and wondered what she was going to do. Mickie sighed, and went upstairs to look at TV.

"I wonder what's on tv right now?" Mickie asked herself. With a sigh, she went back upstairs to her room.

Later in the day she was in for a bigger surprise...

Brett knew the minute that he arrived at school that something was wrong. He looked around, and went to a certain locker, and realized that Mickie was not there at school today. That worried him, because he knew that in the back of his mind, and he was damn sure that Mickie knew this too, that her mom was not coming back. Whether or not she was still alive, that was something that needed to be figured out real quick.

Brett wondered what he should do after school. Then he figured that he should swing by Mickie's house to check on her. Yeah, that is what he should do.

Then it was settled. The second that school let out, he was going to swing by, and see what was going on with his friend.

With a cheeseburger and some fries in his hand, Brett walked up to Mickie's front door. Once there, he was about to knock on her front door, but he saw it was unlocked and just the screen door was there. Being morally curious, he peered inside to see what she was doing, but he saw that she was on the phone with someone, most likely it being her mom, of course.

"Mom, mom. When are you coming home?" Mickie asked her. "Oh, you're not? No, it's fine. I will be alright on my own. Yeah, have a good life, you uncaring bitch!"

Mickie then ripped out the phone from the wall, and threw it into the next room. She was about to cry but then she saw Brett standing in the doorway, looking concerned.

Fixing herself, she looked to her male friend, and said, "Hey, Brett."

"Hi." Brett said in a cheerful tone of voice.

"Come on in, make yourself at home." Mickie said. Brett only smiled, and walked into the home. The minute that he entered, he realized that the TV was gone, and various other things were missing in the home.

"Uh, where's your TV?" Brett asked her as he took a seat on the couch.

"I had to pawn it for money." Mickie said sadly.

"You pawned your mom's TV? Mickie, she's not coming back." Brett said.

"How would you know? Maybe she has just gotten held up somewhere. You don't know that for sure." Mickie said getting defensive.

"Look I didn't mean it like that, it's just that I-"

"Just go, Brett." Mickie said in a hurt tone of voice. Brett knew that once she said that, it was time to go.

"Look, sorry if I offended you in any way, but I just worry about you being over here alone, because if anything happened to you, I would lose it. It is because I lo-care about you." Brett said. He left the meal that he got for her on the couch, and walked out the front door.

Mickie grabbed the meal, and began to eat it.

"Lovable jerk." Mickie said with a full mouth.

Brett was sitting at home, thinking about what had just transpired between him and Mickie. She is in trouble, and her mom just up and left her. He knew that he had to do something about it, but what can he do? She seems as if she doesn't want any help, and it was only a matter of time before something bad is going to happen to her.

"Brett?" Kim, the middle sister said, opening the door and stepping inside.

"What?" Brett answered looking up from his bed, and looking at her.

"Someone told me that Mickie's mom has abandoned her. Is that true?" She asked, sitting at the foot of his bed.

"Yeah. Her mom is in the wind. Ran off with some guy and left her alone." Brett said.

"Wow, what is she going to do?" Kim asked him.

"I don't know, but she can't stay over there by herself. Especially because the house is going to be taken away very soon, anyway." Brett asked.

"Well, if there is anything I can do, tell me." Kim said, getting up and walking out the door.

"I will. Thanks." Brett said as she closed his door. Brett sat there for a moment, thinking about what he should do, then he felt as though something was happening at Mickie's house. He slipped on his shoes, grabbed his weapon for protection, and began to run towards Mickie's house.

Mickie was sitting in her house alone, when she heard someone coming in from her front door. She assumed that it was Brett coming in again to check on her, so she walked downstairs to cuss him out.

"That asshole, why won't he leave me alone?" Mickie mumbled walking down the steps to her living room. "Hey dick, leave me alone..." Mickie walked down the steps, and got a big surprise.

It wasn't Brett, but two unknown men trying to rob her house.

"Grab her!" One of the men shouted. One man threw himself at Mickie, and she took off towards her room, knocking stuff down in the process. She got in her room, and pulled her dresser in front of the door. She could feel them trying to get in the room. Mickie's only hope of escape was to get out by her window. She opened the window, and was on the sill just as the door was broken down. She saw one of them raise a gun to her, and she dropped to the ground just as a bullet whizzed by her. They continued to fire as she ran up the street.

"God, I hope that I run into someone." Mickie prayed as she continued to run.

AN: Well, the final two chapters are coming up next. Thanks for reading, and watch to see what happens next!