Fucking redhead

                                    

                                          

Pulling up to the mans small house, he's greeted by his younger sister, who doesn't seem very happy. 
"What did you do now Mickey!" She exclaims as she walks up to her brothers car. 
"He saw me killing that old lady." Mickey replies, eyeing the back of the car, which Ian is there sitting, still knocked out. 
"Dads not going to be happy about this Mickey, and I'm not in on it." Mandy crosses her arms. 
"I just moved out. He's lucky I'm still doing jobs for him, anyways." Mickey rolls his eyes. 
Then walks out the house their other brother, Iggy. "What'd you fuck up now Mickey?" He laughs. 
"Fuck you, Iggy. Help me bring this kid in the house." Mickey says back.
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In the house, Ian is laying down on Mickey's bed and Mickey's sitting next to him trying to figure out what to do. 
Mandy and Iggy walk up to him. "We're going to head back to the house. Get your shit together, Mickey." Mandy says. 
"You won't tell dad about this, will you?" Mickey asks. 
"I won't say anything but he's going to find out one way or another, Mickey. You know he wil." Mandy shrugs, then her and Iggy both leave the house
"Shit." Mickey mutters to himself, putting his hands on his head. "Fucking Red-head.." 
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A couple of hours pass and Ian finally wakes up. He immediately tries to stand up but he falls down. 
Mickey hears the noise and comes into the room. "You're not gonna be able to move for about 2 hours." He laughs.
"What did you do to me?" Ian asks, tears filling his eyes. 
"The fuck you crying for? You're lucky I didn't kill your ass." Mickey replies and then helps the boy back to the bed. 
"What do you want from me? I won't tell anybody what I saw, I promise!." Ian insists, tears falling from his eyes. 
"I know you won't, but I still can't take any chances. Now don't be a fucking pussy and cry all night, man." Mickey says before heading towards the door. "Sleep tight, princess." He snickers before leaving the room.
As soon as Mickey leaves, Ian starts to cry even louder.
Mickey quickly storms back into the room, but he brings a knife with him. "Give me your arm." He says.
"What? Why?" Ian starts to shake from fear. He looks up at Mickey sadly.
Mickey grabs the boys arm and starts to punish him, but stops.
Ian looks at Mickey confused. "I'm sorry.." He sniffs, two last tears coming out his green eyes.
Mickey sighs and drops the boy's arm. "Will you just stop fucking crying? For God's sake." He groans. 
Ian nods and Mickey leaves the room without hurting the boy.
Ian sighs and wraps his arms around himself, eventually silently crying himself to sleep.