Scrapes and Scratches
Mickey got the scar on his forehead when he was 8. Fiona and Lip had just walked him to his road, not walking him to his door seeing as Mickey said it would make his dad mad. Fiona watched as the boy happily skips down the road, as if he wasn't going to the hell hole known as the Milkovich house. The boy was so happy when after he hung out with Lip (well thats before Terry's actions and his mom leaving truly ruined him- it was hard to be happy after that). Fiona would always waited intill Mickey made it through the door to turn to leave. This day was the same. She watched as he hopped up each step. When he made it to the top he looked back at Fiona and Lip with the biggest smile on his face as he waved at them. As Fiona moved to wave the Milkovich house door slammed open. "YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Terry Milkovich yelled. Fiona turned Lip away from the scene, not wanting him to see what was happening. "YOU KNEW YOU HAD TO HELP YOUR BROTHERS WITH THAT DROP OFF TODAY YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Terry yelled. Iggy came running outside yelling "DAD STOP!". Terry just pushed him away. Mickey looked up at his father "Dad- I-i'm sorry, I forgo-" "YOU WORTHLESS SHIT!" Terry yelled. He grabbed Mickey's shoulders and shoved him right down the stairs. "MICKEY!" Iggy yelled running down the steps to his little brothers side. Terry just turned and stomped back into the house. After Fiona's sure Terry's not there she runs over. Mickey had fallen face first. His face was so bloody. Blood was coming from his nose (which was defiantly broken), his lip (which was busted) and from a gash in head. "Oh shit." Fiona said looking down at Mickey who was crying in Iggy's arms, at least he was still awake. "Mickey.." Fiona hears Lip whimper behind her. Fiona fumbled to get her phone from her pocket to call 911. Mickey's tiny hand comes up to grab Iggy's shirt. "Iggy m-m-myy head hu-u-urtss".
Everytime Terry would shoot the boys with a BB gun because they fucked up, Mickey would go running to the Gallagher house. Fiona'd make him let her check the wounds (they never bled but they'd leave dents in is skin) but she still insisted on checking. "What you do this time?" 10 year old Lip asked. "Colin counted some money wrong, Terry found out but no one wanted to come forward about it so- he took us out back with the BB gun." Mickey said. "That sucks." Ian said. "Yeah, it does."
"You gonna tell me how this happened, Killer?" Iggy asked. Mickey had came to him with a big cut on his right hip, it ran from his back to his stomach. "No..." 12 year old Mickey grumbled. "Come on Mick, tell me who did this." Iggy said "I can get Colin and Joey to help me fuck them up. No one fucks with my brother and gets away with it.". Mickey stays silent so Iggy just sighs and goes back to cleaning Mickey's cut. "I-" Mickey takes a deep breath "It was Mark" he mumbles. "Mark did this?" Iggy asked. "That's what I just fuckin' said". "Peace of shit" Iggy said. Mark was one of Terry 'buddy's'. They'd drink and do drugs, come to the house and be shitty to all of the kids together. "He-" Mickey cut himself off. "He what?" Iggy asked. "I can'- it's nothing." Mickey said. "Mickey what did he do?" Iggy asked. "No." Mickey said. "Mickey tell me, what did that pig do?" Iggy pushed. Mickey got up and moved to push past Iggy. "Mickey, tell me what did he do?" Iggy said following after him. Mickey put his hands over his ears and rushed to his room, Iggy was right behind him. "What did he do?" Iggy asked "Mickey tell me what the fuck he did!". "He cut me because I wasn't fucking 'listening'." Mickey said "He- was trying to touch me, Ig.". "Did he?" Iggy asked "Did he fuckin' touch you?". Mickey didn't even need to respond, Iggy could tell by the look on his face what the answer was. The 14 year old stomped out of his little brothers into the living room where Mark was passes out on the damn chair. Iggy grabbed a bat that they had laying around because it was the first thing he saw. He swung the bat at the sleeping man and yelled "YOU FUCKING PIG!". The yelling woke up Terry who was on the couch and alerted Mandy and Colin who were in the kitchen making breakfast (Well Mandy was, Colin was just there). Mark started yelling and trying to fight back, but Iggy just kept swinging "YOU THINK YOU CAN TOUCH MY BROTHER AND GET AWAY WITH IT YOU PRICK?!" Iggy yelled. Colin went to help his brother but Terry got to him first. "Little fucker!" Terry yelled throwing his son off of his friend. "That fucking pig touched Mickey!" Iggy yelled. "You're sons a fuckin' liar Terry!" Mark yelled getting up and stomping towards the door. Iggy ran after him, still swinging his bat "YOU FUCKING PEDO BITCH!". Terry grabbed Iggy's hair and threw him on the floor. "Your sons a fucking psychopath!" Mark yelled slamming the door behind him. Terry started yelling and kicking Iggy. Terry looked up and spotted Mickey standing in his doorway. "YOU!" Terry yelled stomping over to his youngest son. "YOU LYING LITTLE BITCH!" Terry said grabbing Mickey. "Let go! LET GO!" Mickey yelled. Terry yelled as he dragged Mickey to the kitchen. He looked around for anything to hurt his son with and he sees there on the stove a pan still on the heat with hot grease in it, perfect. Colin noticed Terry eyeing it and tried to get to it but Terry did first. He held Mickey against the wall by his right shoulder and pours the hot grease on Mickey shoulder. Mickey cried out in pain. Terry held then there for a second before seemingly getting bored and walking away. Mandy and Colin rushed over. Mandy helped Mickey get his shirt of as to not the hot grease sit on him for longer. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" Mandy yelled ass she looked at the skin on Mickey's shoulder. Mickey sat on the ground yelling curses. "Don't we gotta run water on it?!" Colin asked. "I don't know! Is it the same for a grease burns?" Mandy asked. "FUCKING DO SOMETHING!" Mickey yells. "Put him in the shower uh- I'll call 911!" Mandy told Colin.