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I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
The craziest friend that you've ever had
Over the course of two weeks Salomé and Mandy had taken a liking to each other. After Salomé helped Mandy with the sex offender woman down the street who had slept with Lip (who also happened to be Ian's older brother - Mandy informed the Spanish-Egyptian in on who her curret boyfriend happened to be.) and used hair removal to get rid of his pubes so she could suck him dry. Salomé definitely understood Mandy's anger and immediately had her back. It was evident that the woman didn't want any trouble becoming easily intimidated by Mandy pointing out the grave Iggy and their cousins dug right in her front yard. It also didn't help that Salomé had a plastic bag and rope that she tugged on, advising the woman to take Mandy's advice since she let her know that she had no problem burying her alive or dead after Mandy was done with her.
Salomé, Mandy, and Tony were club hopping together on a Tuesday. Tony had managed to pick up a hobby while living on the south side which resulted in him creating fake ID's. Salomé usually had no issue getting into clubs since she was always told that she looked older than twenty. However since Tony was meeting a few friends on the upper side of Chicago they knew they would be carded, which they were. Once inside the three let all their troubles go, Tony greeted his two friends and introduced them to the two girls he entered with. The two friends of Tony's told Salomé and Mandy the correct pronouns to use although Mandy didn't bother to listen, she was ready to get loose. Mandy stopped talking to Lip for awhile and found comfort in Salomé instead, she's never had a girl as a best friend before and this was usual to her but she wanted to hold onto it. While Salomé chatted with her younger brother's friends, Mandy told them that she would get them some drinks as she shoved her way through the club.
Mandy ordered a round of shots and told the bartender to keep them coming to a table that Tony led the group to. Mandy watched as Salomé held onto her brother's hand as they moved through the crowd lightly shaking her curvaceous hips to the music. As the dark haired teen leaned against the bar watching Salomé she wondered why Mickey always seemed to be in a pissy mood when Mandy made Salomé a topic of conversation. The girl was far from anything Mickey described her to be, in fact she tried to help Mickey get Ian back from the shit he did! Mandy knew that her brother deep deep deep deep down knew that also liked men, she also figured that there was something going on with him and Salomé as well. Mickey hated Ian in the beginning even after the air was clear of her lies about Ian raping her...but that was just Mickey. He used aggression as way to show his true feelings, the girl would know growing up beside the idiot.
A knock on the counter caused Mandy to turn towards the bartender to grab the shots, before heading through dancing bodies towards the table.
Tony threw his hands up at the dark haired teen, "Look girls! Mandy's brought us something."
"Yeah her beauty. You got someone back at home, sugar?" The honey blonde that sat to the right of Tony questioned, resting her jaw into the palm of her hand as she eyed Mandy up and down.
Mandy quirked up an eyebrow with a half smirk as she turned to Salomé as if to ask if the girl were for real. Salomé knew that her job was done well if Mandy was already getting hit on for only being inside of the club for ten maybe fifteen minutes. Salomé had no problem spending money on her friends and took Mandy shopping that Sunday before their usual Tuesday nights. Mandy was dressed in a all black lace dress that was a bit tight in the chest area, thanks to the push up built into the dress. Salomé took time in giving Mandy some flawless waves, mascara to bring her bright blues out and a dark plum color to her lips. Mandy was a beaut without make-up but the girl insisted on Salomé to work her magic on her.
"Yeah...I'm teaching him a lesson right now. The asshole thought he could get head from someone else and thought I wouldn't notice." Mandy replied setting the drinks down on the center of the table, then taking the free spot Salomé gave to her due to her sliding closer to the honey blonde named Gigi.
Marnie - The Asian transgender woman shook her head, "Oh hell no! Are you going back to him?"
Mandy shrugged her shoulders as she latched onto a shot, "I love him."
"Love doesn't mean allowing your heart to die once you give it to someone else. Be careful, girl." Tony answered from behind the rim of his shot glass, his hazel eyes shinning beyond the lights.
Mandy didn't bother to comment on that and started downing shots. Soon Tony and Marine left to hit the dance floor while Gigi went to hook up with one of the bartenders in the restroom. Mandy and Salomé had made themselves comfortable sharing drinks, shit-talking boys, splitting a joint between the two, and laughing their faces off.
"Tell me Salo. Do you have a special someone back at home?" Mandy questioned, leaning her head into the palm of her hand - her elbow resting against the edge of the black leather couch.
Salomé didn't flinch as she swallowed the rest of her bourbon jello shot, relaxing her jaw after slightly tossing the glass onto the table.
"Nah. Growing up not many people showed interest in me, they labeled me a freak 'cause I'm not normal. Whatever normal means, ha."
Mandy furrowed her brows at that, "Bullshit."
"What you think I'm lying?" Salomé asked, uncrossing her legs to sit up straight and tilted her head away from Mandy.
Mandy sat herself closer to Salomé so she didn't have to yell so much over the thumping music, "You have to be. I mean look at you, you've got a fat ass and tits...a body to die for! You also have a shit load of money and I have no idea what you do or how you get that money, it's not any of my business but if a girl can support themselves without a man then they're doing something right. I'm sure your smart as fuck although you don't want to go to college, you know how to have fun...and you're hot as fuck too so they can all just go screw themselves for not choosing you."
Salomé smiled over at Mandy glancing over at her from underneath her eyelashes, "That was one of the sweetest things you have ever said to me."
"I know. It's usually 'cause I'm such a bitch, right?" Mandy replied with a roll of her eyes and a soft smile.
Salomé eyed the Milkovich sister in front of her. She could easily see how Mandy and Mickey were related, she had yet to see the softer side of Mickey. The twenty year old was aware that Mickey cared for Ian...if he were any other guy he would forget about him but Salomé could sense that Mickey couldn't do that. Ian is ready to commit to the guy but Mickey is simply scared which is normal for someone unsure of what to label themselves, Salomé knew that story all too well.
"Well...I think you're the hottest bitch on the south side." Salomé whispered into Mandy's ear.
Mandy lifted her head to see Salomé directly in front of her face. Her hooded brown eyes were half lidded thanks to all the shots and inhaling hookah for what seemed like hours, the older girl was simply faded and had a lazy smile attached to her glossy thin lips. Mandy didn't have a good explanation for what happened next, she was unsure who kissed who first but this was her first time kissing a girl and she liked it. Mandy rested her hand against Salomé' thigh as the older girl tongued her down tenderly. The seventeen year old didn't care what Lip would think once he found out, she would be sure to throw this back in Lip's face once she fully forgave him but for now she just enjoyed this moment. Just two friends kissing on each other, there was no harm in that right?
"That makes two of us." Mandy stated breathlessly, staring into Salomé' eyes as they pulled back from each other's lips.
Salomé winked at the girl which made Mandy bite down on her bottom lip.
"Hm. Let's hit the dance floor one last time before we get out of here," Salomé suggested standing to her feet, not bothering to pull down the back of her dusty pink self-tie cutout dress.
Mandy placed her hand in Salomé' allowing the girl to pull her out to the dance floor.
The two new best friends found themselves laying next to each other on Mandy's bed in nothing but their bra and underwear just talking. It was going on three in the morning, the two had managed to get a cab home on their own happy and drunk off their asses. Mandy invited Salomé over saying that she never had a sleepover before and tonight would be her first, Mandy could check two of her firsts off a list if she wanted to. Her mind was still slightly buzzing off the kiss she shared with her new best friend as they lay side by side on her bed. Salomé had a rolled up joint left in her clutch and decided to share it with Mandy after they became all talked out.
Mandy was the last to finish off the joint as Salomé let out a small cough rolling onto her back after pulling her own bra off to get more comfortable.
"Since you say you never had anyone special...does that mean you've never had sex before?" Mandy inquired watching as the Spanish-Egyptian beauty pulled the covers over her breasts.
Salomé' thick long brows furrowed as she rested the back of her head into the palm of her hand, turning to face the dark haired teen, "Just because I never had a stable significant other doesn't mean I never fucked anyone."
"Alright fine by me...I'm just checking. No need to get your panties in a twist." Mandy scowled, holding her hands up.
Salomé laughed, "What about you Mandy? Is Lip Gallagher the only person that's treated your body right because it's clear he doesn't treat your heart or your mind right."
Mandy broke the intense stare between the two to stare down at her hands that rested by her sides. She's only ever told Lip about that one other person that's touched the most sensitive spot of her and Mandy felt like she could trust Salomé with this secret.
Just as Mandy opened her mouth to let the cat out of the bag, her door was thrown back against the wall revealing Terry Milkovich with his jeans unbuttoned and a cigar attached to his lips. Mandy and Terry both froze as the smile on Salomé' face dropped taking in the appearance of the man that stood at the entrance of the room, it didn't take long for the twenty year old to figure out what the man was coming into his daughter's room to do and Salomé felt her blood run cold.
"What the fuck is going on here?!" Terry Milkovich yelled, pulling the cigar from his lips to blow the smoke in Salomé' direction.
Mandy swallowed as she sat upwards turning her gaze from Salomé to her father, "It's nothing dad-"
"It's looks like you're fucking a bitch. That doesn't look like nothing to me. I thought I told you, if you wanted to fuck someone else that you let me know. I could invite them into the room with us especially if it's some hoe like the one you got laying next to ya." Terry commented with a low chuckle.
Mandy took a long inhale, "Don't fucking talk about my friend like that. Why are you here in the first place? Leave!"
"Do you pay the bills around here? I don't think so, I told you to show me some respect. Now get over here and finish me off, that bitch beside you can watch if she wants." Terry pointed to the buldge in her pants as he tried to see beyond the sheets that were wrapped around Salomé.
Salomé had her eyes trained on Mandy while Mandy couldn't look her in the eye. Her face had became tinted read at the embarrassment of her father, her secret was out and she didn't need anyone's pity especially from a girl she just met.
"Did you not hear me?! Get over here and suck, don't act like you're not used to it!" Terry screamed, getting agitated that the seventeen year old wasn't listening to him.
Mandy chewed down on her lips so hard that she started to draw blood, her hands were gripping the edges of the sheets so tightly all color she hands in her hands became unnoticeable. Salomé could smell two things in this room: liquor and fear. Just as Mandy placed one foot onto her carpet to head over to her dad, Salomé rested her hand against Mandy's.
"She's good where she is." Salomé stated now sitting up as well.
Terry glared at the girl that lay beside his daughter, "I don't know who you think you are but I'll tell you who you are. You are a south-side girl which means you're never gonna be anything in life. The best fucking thing you can ever do for yourself is try to be normal, get a 9 to 5 and struggle to pay bills. Or you can be like Mandy, a slut who doesn't pay pills around here and listens to what her daddy tells her to do. Now which one are you?"
Salomé held a ghost of a smile on her lips as she gripped Mandy's neck to bring her head close to her, "I'm sorry for what I'm about to do to your sick fuck of a father. When I say three, I want you to run to my house and wait for me there...got it?" With that said the older girl placed a kiss to Mandy's temple.
Terry let out a growl as he stomped into the room latching onto Salomé' hair and dragged her from the bed. Salomé let out a hiss as Mandy watched in horror while her father slammed the girl against the wall, holding her up by his elbow his glock now pressed to her cheek.
"You don't smell like south side." Terry gritted, pressing his body against Salomé'.
The twenty year old laughed as he pressed the glock closer to her face, a bit surprised that she didn't fear him.
"Who am I? I'm just a woman. You know what my father used to tell me back in Cairo? He told me to never fear anyone who lacks self-respect, I can see right through you Mr. Milkovich. You have no spine, you're no man...you're a coward just like the government back at home. You're all spineless and I feel sorry for you." Salomé stated searching his eyes before spitting right in his face.
As Terry faltered for a bit, Salomé brought her knee up into Terry's groin which caused him to let his elbow down from her throat. Salomé didn't hesitate as she took her next breath while she sent two decks to his face knocking the man back against Mandy's bed. Salomé watched as Terry reached for his glock once more, she lifted her eyes to Mandy who now stood from her bed with wide eyes.
"Three!" Salomé yelled as Terry fired.
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It was only by a few seconds that Salomé managed to dive to the ground, the bullet grazing her shoulder. She winced but kept crawling to her clutch and pulled out her taser rolling onto her back to see Terry standing before her with the glock pointed at her again. Salomé angled her ankles correctly just like Rolon taught her to do when they trained together, applying his entire body weight on top of her or when someone stood over her much like Terry Milkovich did now. With a swift kick to the man's ankles Terry fell to his knees allowing Salomé to sit upright her hand covering the wound while her other hand drove the taser right into Terry's face...his screams filling the room.
Iggy Milkovich made his way into the room shirtless with a bottle gripped in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He eyed the scene in front of him after searching the room for his younger sister and found it strange that she were nowhere to be found.
"What the fuck? You can screw my dad but not me, what's he got that I don't?" Iggy muttered.
Salomé let out a sigh peeking over at Terry to see him laying motionless, she crawled over to the man tasering him one last time to make sure. Salomé lifted her head to peek over at Iggy who tilted his head to the side examining her chest area no doubt.
"Stop eye fucking me and help me up." Salomé ordered holding her good hand out for Iggy to grasp.
Iggy chuckled before placing the bottle down onto the side table, moved his cigarette between his lips, and held both hands out to pull Salomé up.
"You're out of your mind going up against my father like that!" Mandy yelled, on her knees her hair damp from just using the shower, as she tended to Salomé' wound.
Salomé rolled her eyes as Mandy finished cleaning her up. An hour had passed since Salomé managed to get herself back home where Mandy tackled her into a hug shocked that she made it out alive. It was a bit sad that Mandy thought no one could take her father out (Salomé was more than capable - she just didn't know how Mandy or Mickey would feel if she murdered their father), she knew that the dark haired teen didn't want Salomé to give her any sympathy so she didn't. She encouraged the girl to take a shower while she found them something to eat during the time she ignored the wound Terry gave her.
Mandy wouldn't even allow the girl to eat the Koshary she brought back up to her room, noticing the twenty year old bleeding quite a bit from the ripped cloth she had Iggy wrap around before she left the home.
"He didn't do anything." Salomé brushed off as she pulled she sheets back to her high-up bed.
Mandy stood at the foot of the bed with a frown, "Are you nuts? My father - Terry shot you."
Salomé shrugged her shoulders as she hopped up on her bed, "It was just a graze...not that big of a deal. I've handled worst, trust me."
Mandy stared at the foreign food picking up the fork to scoop up the food, "Tell me about it?"
"Living here is like a party opposed to back home." Salomé started meeting Mandy's eyes as she chewed.
Mandy swallowed, "Why's that?"
Salomé had her mouth open to continue but heard the sound of the doorbell. She noticeably watched as Mandy began to shake somewhat as she got to her feet, it couldn't be Tony since he texted her saying he was staying the night at Marnie's.
Salomé held her hand out to Mandy, "Wait here."
Mandy shook her head jumping to her feet, "I'm not leaving you again. I'm not pussying out this time."
Salomé made her way down her narrow hallway with Mandy hot on her heels as they both made it down the steps. The knocking only got louder and sounded forceful as Salomé swayed over to the front entrance. She watched as Mandy grabbed a fire poker while she felt around underneath the table for her bagh Nakh, slipping it onto her fingers. Mandy eyed Salomé as she placed her hand on the doorknob shifting on her feet as she pulled the door open.
A pair of arms flew around Salomé' solid frame almost knocking her back, her hand was raised to drive it into the figure's spine but Mandy's voice called out:
"Stop! It's Ian."
Salomé relaxed her frame as the person squeezed her tighter and it only took a few seconds for her to register that the boy was full on sobbing. Salomé quickly pulled back cupping Ian's face in her hands to see that he was shaking in her hands and that his mouth was covered in blood.
A/N: Not my best chapter but I guess it'll do? It definitely went different from how I originally planned to write it so I hope it was good enough. TERRY IS A DISGUSTING MONSTER AND I PUT MY ALL INTO HAVING Salomé KICK HIS BUTT! Anyways as you can tell I love writing about the Milkovich's a lot and would be thrilled to see them have their own spin off series but who knows if that'll ever happen. I miss Mickey a lot far as season six goes but hey what can we do? Ian is moving on with a firefighter...don't know how I feel about that but whatever lol.
I had this chapter half written for awhile but my online course always got in my way for finishing it so here it is! I have some ideas for what's going to happen in the next chapter but I'll have some time to figure it out - hopefully. As a hint for the next chapter, Salomé WILL be meeting Svetlana. That's all I have for now.
Shout-out to everyone of you who follows, favorites, and h for being my biggest supporter on my shameless stories.
Until next time.