Requested by akabanekarma034 , again its Mickey Angst, Mickey gets replaced by her younger sister Emily, this starts about halfway through when Mickey has already stopped hanging out with the radar and hangs out with Brad instead, anyway I'll get on with the story, please send in requests if you have any.

MICKEY'S POV

I laid my head against the headboard of my bed in my new bedroom, I blasted music from the radio next to my bed.

I heard the laughter of the Kollok radar coming from my sisters room, of course they would be here, they're always here, like they're shoving it into my face that they like the younger, better version of me, it made me feel hurt that they would do something like that to me.

I looked back down at the notebook in my hand, I had been writing for the past 3 hours, and had gotten a good amount done.

I felt a cold tear run down my cheek, I hadn't even noticed I had started crying, I had been doing that more often.

I heard a knock at my door before my dad walked in, he closed the door and came and sat across from me on the bed.

"Hey Micks" he said, I brushed away the tears that had rolled down my cheeks.

"Hi dad" I responded , he lent forward, brushing away some of my tears that were still falling.

"You know I hate my baby girl crying"  (A/N: TRBL247 I didn't mean that but oh well) he said, pulling me forward into a hug.

"I know dad, it's just been hard" I said.

"I know sweetie, but it'll get better once you get to Portland with Brad" he said, I laughed slightly to myself.

"I still can't believe your letting me leave " I said.

"I'm starting to question my choices in letting you leave Kollok" he told me, I laughed again.

"There's no backing out now, I'm leaving in 2 days"I said.

"Have you told your sister yet? She'll notice your gone" my dad said.

"Will she? She's got her friends now she doesn't need me " I said, letting another tear down my cheek.

"You can't really believe that, can you?" My dad asked, I nodded.

"The radar won't notice I'm gone either , they could probably care less" I said, my dad let out a sigh before pulling out of the hug.

"Do you want me to talk to them? It's clearly breaking your heart to be away from them" he said, I shook my head and looked up at him.

"I don't need them to hate me more than they already do" I said.

"They don't hate you, do they?" He asked, I nodded.

I looked down at my arms, pulling my sleeves down more, my dad noticed and pulled my hands up into my lap.

"You told me you stopped" he said, brushing over the scars that I hid under my sleeves.

"I did, for a few weeks, then all the fighting happened and I couldn't deal with any of it" I told him.

"You can't live like this, Mickey can you please try to stop while your in Portland " he said, I nodded, pulling at my sleeves again.

"I'll try" I whispered.

"Good, now I know as a fact that you aren't packed up yet, so get to it" he said as he stood up from my bed.

"Ok dad, I'll get packed, love you "I told him, he smiled as he walked out the door, closing it behind him.

I let out a breath, trying not to cry again, I pulled down my sleeves, looking at the white bandages that covered my wrists and arms.

"I should get packed" I said to myself, getting off the bed and pulling out boxes.

I pulled out a sharpie, writing on each box for what was going in it, I wrote on one of the last boxes 'Shit to burn' I knew what I was going to put in it, memories of the last 4 months I had with the radar.

I pulled out all the photos, journal entries about them, gifts and clothing items that reminded me of them, those weren't the only things I put in there, photos I had with Emily, video tapes we would send each other, birthday presents and cards, I didn't need any of it,i was going to leave Kollok , away from the people that tormented me physically each day, and not to say what they did to my mental health, the big move was going to be good for me.

I dumped all the stuff into the box, some photos fell from my grip and onto the ground.

I picked them up, one of which was a photo of Skye, Em and I, it was taken at the F.B.I base on one of our first days of training as a team.

I put it into the box, trying to get the good memories out of my mind, I didn't need them anymore, I was going to get better.

I started packing up my clothes, most of which were hoddies and jumpers I had stolen from my dad and Brad, who I had been staying with every so often when I didn't want to put up with the radar staying over.

I pulled out a white jumpsuit, one I had wore for my 16 birthday, it wasn't a big day, only Rachel,Brad and my dad came over, which I was perfectly fine with, I've always hated big events.

I put the jumpsuit in the box, starting on shoes, I started pulling them out from the bottom of my wardrobe, combat boots, flats, heeled boots, trainers, heels, I pulled out a pair of gold heels, I looked over at the jumpsuit before back at the heels, I could make it all end here, I could make it seem like I never existed, I could put them through the pain I went through for weeks.

I pushed the thoughts out of my head, yes I hated them, but not enough to put then through what happened with Rachel for a second time.

I put the heels into the box, I'm not going to do it today, but I need to disappear at some point.

I walked over to my desk, pulling out my notebooks and sketchbooks, most of my notebooks were filled with stories, while a select few were for notes to my past and future self, something I had been doing for almost 10 years.

I pulled out a scrap book I had kept over the last 6 years, when I first met Rachel and Brad, I opened the book, looking at photos of my past self, memories I had with the true people who loved me, memories of birthday parties or sleepovers, photos taken on slow days at work, messages written to each other, days out at the beach, times we traveled to New York for Rachel's Dance or Gymnastics competition or for shows that Brad and I were apart of.

I put the scrapbook in one of the boxes, moving onto video tapes, videos that showed my life journey, my successes and failures.

I put in one of the videos, the normal sound played as it started.

(A/N, next part is all in cursive and is basically the video)

The camera came into focus, zooming in on the 14 year old Mickey , who sat across from the 16 year old Brad, Mickey's black hair was tied in a high ponytail, she was wear a sheer black top with fishnet sleeves, a black sports bra, black torn up shorts, black fishnet tights and black heeled boots, Brad on the other hand was wearing a blank t-shirt, black jeans and some black platform boots, his blonde hair was pushed to the side of his face, his light blue eyes gleamed with joy as he laughed, his cheeks were scattered with light freckles.

"Hey Mickey, look at the camera for me" off screen Rachel said to the gothic looking teen, said teen turned to the camera and gave a soft smile and wave.

"Heya Rachel " the 14 year old version of the now 16 year old said.

"So, you gonna tell us what we're doing?" Rachel said, off camera again.

The camera started moving, as did they sound of footsteps that belonged to Rachel.

The camera was down on the bench, Rachel was now in view, her dark hair fell down her back, she was wearing a long sleeved white top, a black skirt, black flats, white tights and a black chocker, she was wearing a light pink lipstick and a slight blush.

"So, we're going to New York for one of the teen broadway shows that we're all apart of, we're all flying down next weekend and staying in New York for almost 7 months " the 14 year old Mickey said, it was easy to remember what show it was, it was BeetleJuice, they had a broadway show of it after it became a hit movie, Mickey had been given the chance to play Lydia, and quickly agreed, Brad took up the chance to play BeetleJuice, something that no one would expect from the quiet and calm male teen, playing a loud and near psychopathic character seemed like something you wouldn't expect from him, while Rachel done most of the off stage work like makeup or set design.

They all talked a bit more, laughing and smiling like they always did when the 3 were together,they all looked like opposites, people you wouldn't expect to see together, they reminded her of the radar, she had felt the same way she had with her two best friends, she felt safe with them, but it always ended the same.

3rd person POV

The video came to a end, Mickey was sat on her in her bedroom floor, soft tears slipping down her cheeks, she missed Rachel more than anything in the world.

The video tape came out of the player, Mickey picked it up, putting it into the box, she curled up by the side of her bed, letting out chocked cries as she sobbed, I can't change was all the teen thought.

She was broken, she always had been but she never realised it, she was hurt, slowly dying, be it from her own emotional pain or a horrible incident, she was going to die soon, she knew it, her whole family was trying to deny it but it wouldn't work.

She heard another knock at her bedroom door, the teen could hardly hear it, nor did she hear when the F.B.I agent known as Perry Bucket walk into the room, she heard him rush over to the broken teen girl, he knew what she was going through, he was the only one she still talked to on her own record.

He pulled her into a hug, whispering in her ear about how it was going to be, or how she was going to be safe as he gently brushed her hair with his fingers, she sobbed into his shoulder, trying to catch her breath.

"Tell me what happened, I promise I'll listen " he said, the young girl let out a breath before she started speaking.

"I can't live like this anymore, I can't continue to wake up and go to school just to get out through the pain they put me through, the notes and torment, the pain and depression they've caused, it hurts Bucket, more than anything, the bruises they've put on my body, what hurts most is that I considered them my best friends, and yet everything they've done to me contradicts that fact, the fact that they, at least at some point, cared for me at least a small amount, I thought getting out would help, but every corner I turn is a memory of them, a memory of how much a failure and disgrace I am" the young female said, sounding completely defenceless and heartbroken.

"You and I both know you aren't a failure, you have incredible knife throwing skills, you can kill someone in a instance, you can find someone who isn't even on your plain of existence, you're working on a book series at the age 16, you pass all your classes, I don't think any of that means your a failure " he said to her.

He pulled out of the small hug before poking her cheek.

"Come on, let's move these boxes downstairs" he said, pulling Mickey up with him.

"I really hate moving" the younger said, the older laughed.

"You better not complain the whole time we're packing" he said.

"I'll try not to" she smiled at him, he smiled as well.

"Are you excited for the move?" He asked.

"Yeah, I think I'm the most excited to just get out of here" she said.

"Keep in mind i still might need to call you down for help" Bucket said.

"I work alone Bucket, they don't need my help and I certainly don't need theirs" Mickey said.

"You don't mean that, you know that they're making a mistake but they'll relies that they need you, but the only thing is that it's going to be to late, but I think you leaving will be what makes them relies how important you are, you're the reason they aren't all dead, they just don't know it yet, but I think you need them as well" he told her.

"You don't know what they do to me, they don't want me and they don't need me, that's why I'm leaving " Mickey said.

"Just wait until they really need you " he said, picking up one of the boxes of clothes, Mickey followed, bringing down the box of video tapes.

They walked down the stairs side by side, they didn't talk much, but Mickey was still trying to block out the noises that came from her sisters room.

"I'll talk to them once they know you're gone" Bucket said, Mickey nodded and gave a small smile.

"I think you and sketchy are going to be the only ones I miss here" the young teen said.

"I'm going to miss you too, it's going to weird not having you there to talk about new movies with me" Bucket said, Mickey laughed.

They walked back up and down the stairs, carrying boxes.

"Have you thought about what you want to finish in school, I know you want to do something with writing" Bucket asked.

"Yeah, I really want to write children's books" She said, smiling.

"Do you know what you want to write about?" He asked again, he liked seeing her smile like she used to.

"Fantasy worlds, where everything can be ok and safe, where the main character has people who love a support them no matter what happens, where even when they're in the darkest and most dangerous places they can smile and laugh because they're a family" Mickey gave another smile, something that the agent adored, he loved her like a daughter, and he hated seeing her in any kind of pain, be it physically or mentally.

"So, you want it to be a perfect world" he asked her, she shook her head and smiled.

"It wouldn't be perfect, they would fight and argue but at the end they always end back together " she said, he gave her a small smile before looking at his wrist watch.

"Mickey, I need to leave, I have a meeting, you need to call me to let me know you got to the new place safe" he told the young girl, she nodded and smiled.

"I will" she said, the F.B.I agent walked out of the door, giving a small wave as he left.

The teen looked around her bare room, almost everything had been put into boxes, all that was left were two outfits, some hair ties,  her hair brush and a pair of Pyjamas.

She looked at the clock on her wall, it read 23:57, guess the others would stay the night again.

Mickey got undressed, slipping on her Pyjamas, which consisted of black shorts and a white vest top.

She brushed her teeth in her bathroom before tying up her hair, she gave a small smile in the mirror before exiting the bathroom.

There was a slight tap on her bedroom window.

The teen turned to the sound, seeing the small squirrel at her window.

MICKEY'S POV

I looked over to my window, seeing Sketchy, I smiled and walked to the window, opening it up to let him in.

"What do you want?" I asked him.

"I'm coming to Portland with you and you can't stop me" He said.

"I mean, I can try" I said to him, he shook his head.

"Key word is try, I'll still succeed bitch" he told me, running up my arm onto my shoulder.

" you better, believe it or not I don't really want to drive up alone, plus I'm staying alone in the apartment for about 2 weeks " I said.

"So I'm keeping you company until your housemate gets there?" He asked me, I shook my head and laughed.

"Nope, you can stay the whole time if you want" I told him.

"I'm staying the whole fucking time " he said, jumping up and down on my shoulder.

"I guess you are" I smiled.

He climbed off my arm and climbed up my bedside table.

"Are you seriously going to stay here!" I asked him, he nodded and laid down on the table.

"I'm tired and your room is warm" he said.

I laughed, turning off my light before lying down on my bed.

I heard to laughter coming from Emily's room, I tried to block it out, covering my ears with my hands, I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the noise.

Shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP.

I covered my mouth as I realised what I had just yelled, I couldn't hear Emily's friends anymore

I felt myself start to sob again, I pulled the bed covers tightly around me.

They aren't going to hurt you, they aren't going to hurt you, they aren't going to hurt you,They aren't going to hurt you, they aren't going to hurt you, they aren't going to hurt you,They aren't going to hurt you, they aren't going to hurt you, they aren't going to hurt you,they are going to hurt you.

I forced myself to sleep.

(Next part is Mickey's nightmare/ dream this is going to come in at part 4 of this story.

I stood in the rubble of a town, Portland.

Bloodied bodies scattered the rubble, I didn't know any of them, but I felt connected to them.

I heard the sound of footsteps come up behind me.

"Agent jones , I'm terribly sorry, but from what we can tell, there's very little survivors " I turned, seeing a black haired woman come up from behind me (TRBL247 you know where this shit is going)

"We couldn't stop then Theresa, I knew this would happen and I couldn't stop it" I said to the woman, Theresa I assume.

"There was nothing we could do, we have a update from our team down in Kollok, they're sending a team up to help us find survivors" she said.

"Have you been informed who?" I asked her, she shook her head, I heard the sound of more footsteps coming up behind the two of us.

"Trubel,Mickey, the paramedics have taken in everyone who's suffered a injury" a brunette man said as he walked towards us, we were obviously close if he called us by our first names.

"Thanks Nick" Theresa said, the man, nick smiled.

"Agent Jones, Agent Rubel, Detective Burkheart, we have been informed that the team coming from Kollok has been confirmed " a woman said over a phone.

"Thank you " I said quietly over the phone.

"Are you nervous, you're doing that nervous tick again." Nick said to me, I looked up at him confused.

"Nervous tick?" I asked him.

"Yeah, you've been doing it since we've met, your wrist twitches slightly whenever you're nervous " he said, I look down at my wrist, it is twitching slightly.

"I guess I'm a little nervous." I said to him.

"Do you mind telling me why?" Nick asked.

"It's just that I don't have the best relationship with people from Kollok." I said, nick smiled slightly.

"You told us that when we first met, you still haven't told us why." Theresa said.

"There's not much to tell, my friends weren't good people so I left and never came back, it left a bad mark on Kollok for me." I said.

"Well then, let's hope the other team aren't those assholes " Theresa said, I smiled and let out a small laugh.

"We'll find out tomorrow" Nick said as we started walking off, we walked into a area that somehow wasn't affected by the blast, we all walked to a line of apartments, opening the main door with Nicks key.

"We'll see you tomorrow" Theresa said as she walked into a apartment with nick.

"Will do, why don't you bring Kelly around tomorrow morning?" I asked.

"Alright " Nick said, I entered my apartment as well, seeing Brad at the stove.

"Hey, I saw the blast, how come we weren't affected?" I asked Brad, who smiled.

"I set up a protective barrier around the street" Brad said, dishing out food onto 2 plates.

"Thanks, for both things that is, making dinner and keeping Kelly safe today " I said to him, he gave a small smile and handed me a dish as we walked to our kitchen table.

"No problem, and Kelly's my buddy, I love talking care of him" he said as he started eating, I followed his act and started eating as well.

"Did the landlady come by to get our rent this morning " I asked Brad, who gave a small nod.

"Yeah, she came by this morning, I gave her the money" he said,  I nodded and continued to eat.

"Thanks for sending in the money" I told him, I finished eating and put the plate into the sink.

"I'll do dishes tonight, you go get ready for work " I said to Brad, he put his plate up as well.

"Thanks Kayla" he said, walking into his room while I started washing the plates from dinner.

I washed the plates before drying them and putting them away.

"I'm off, I'll be back by 3 am" Brad said as he walked out the door,locking it as he left.

I walked to my room, undressing myself and changing my clothes into a vest top and a pair of jeans, I didn't plan on going out that night but I wanted to see my tattoo.

I felt myself start to become light headed, as my vision blurred and my legs gave way, I fell, hitting my head on my bed, I felt a pain go through my neck as my eyelids closed and my breathing shallowed.

What the fuck was that?

Who the fuck were those other people?

Theresa? Nick? Kelly? Who are they?

What was that ending.

I looked up at the clock on my bedroom wall, it read 8:30 I guess I should get dressed, I'm not really doing anything today, I need to get the van keys from Brad at work, and I need to finalise me leaving the school.

I quickly got dressed for the day, a red hooded jumper and a pair of black shorts, I brushed the knots out of my hair and put on a small amount of makeup.

"Your up early " I turned and saw my mum at my door, her eyes went to my nightstand where sketchy was sitting, he had just recently awoken.

"You shouldn't let rodents in, Mikayla, and I think we need to talk about last night " my mum said, I glared at her as I finish my eyeliner.

"1, Sketchy isn't a rodent, 2, nothing happened last night" I said to her, she huffed.

"You yelled at your sister and her friends, I think they deserve an apology " my mum said, I laughed, not a fake one, a completely real one, as I turned to look at her.

"You're joking, right! They deserve an apology? Right how could I forget, I'll apologise to them, sure, I'll do it" my mother smirked.

"I'LL APOLOGISE TO THEM WHEN I SEE THEM IN HELL" I yelled at my mother, Sketchy jumped off the nightstand and ran across the room before jumping on my shoulder, I glared at my mum once again before picking up the keys to my car and the movie theatre, I stormed out my room and down the stairs, my mother stood at the top of the stairs as she yelled at me.

"I'M SO FUCKING GLAD I'M LEAVING, THIS IS UNFAIR,ALL THE CRAP AND BULLSHIT THEY PUT ME THROUGH BUT I'M THE ONE WHO HAS TO APOLOGISE" I yelled, tears streaming down my face as my arms went in and out of decaying, my mum saw and froze.

"You are not my daughter, you're a monster " she said to me, I unlocked the front door, walking out and slamming it behind me.

I unlocked my car, pulling open the drivers side door before getting in and slamming it shut, I looked at the living room window, seeing my dad at the window, a scared look on his face.

I pulled down the car mirror, seeing blank streaks going down my cheeks, screw makeup and beauty standards.

"God I'm a mess" I laughed to myself, wiping under my eyes and cheeks to get rid of the black tears.

I started the short drive to the movie theatre, it was probably going to be the highlight of my day, I had few people I still considered friends, and Brad was one of them.

I parked my car around the back of the theatre, exiting it and taking out the keys.

I walked around the front, being met by Brad, who smiled and gave me a quick hug.

"Hey, how was last night?" He asked, I kept my head on his shoulder as I unlocked the double doors.

"Not great, I snapped at Emily, my mum basically disowned me, I'm glad to be getting out of here finally" I said.

"I wish I could come up with you, but we'll be living together in two weeks" he smiled as I opened the doors and turned on the bright lights.

"I have a meeting with the school at 9, it'll only be for a hour or so" I said to him.

"That's fine, everything all right?" He asked, I nodded.

"Everything's fine, just that my dad has to come as well and I don't know if he's mad at me or not" I told him as I walked around the counter, putting on a fresh batch of Popcorn and Candy floss.

"I don't think he's mad at you, he knows it was Emily's fault " Brad said as he walked around the counter as well.

"My mum doesn't, I swear she hates me, Emily's her perfect little angel, she can't do any wrong in her eyes" I complained.

"Your mums a bitch, Emily is as well, I don't think I've ever saw such a entitled kid" Brad commented, I laughed to myself, Brad had always hated the other side of my family.

"I miss how everything used to be, when it was only my dad and I, when I didn't need to worry about friends because it was only you and I, when the only thing we had to be stressed about was classes and what movies we were going to show" I said to him, Brad walked forward, bringing me into another hug.

"I miss that too, but we'll have that once we're both out of here" he said.

"Now, we have to plan tonight, Jenny wants it to be big" Brad said, I laughed, Jenny was the owner of the movie theatre, and she cared a lot for her employees, so she decided a big send off would be nice.

" what you planning?" I asked him.

"Beetlejuice, Heathers, the thing, Friday the 13th, Sleep away camp, all your favourites " he said, I smiled to myself, he knew me better than most people did.

"Sounds great, I wish it was just the four of us, I don't get why we need to share it with the public even though they could care less about me" I said.

"But it wouldn't be fun if it was just the four of us, all the reactions to the gore and guts, plus the big send off, it's going to be great" he said, I smiled up at him.

"You sound almost as excited as Jenny is" I told him, he laughed.

"I just want to spend the most time I can with you before you leave tomorrow morning" I smiled to myself.

"I'm spending most of the day here, I think we can hang out for a while" I said, I heard the soft buzz of the popcorn timer go off.

"Should I get that or should we get complaints about burnt popcorn all day?" Brad asked, I heard the door open, Jenny walked in, her brunette hair bounced on her shoulders as she walked to the counter, her blue eyes gleamed with joy.

"Morning Guys, how are you both?" She asked.

"I'm ok, I have a meeting with the school in a while"I said, Jenny nodded and went up the the white board we had behind the counter, writing out the plan for tonight on it.

"Why is everyone making such a big deal out of me leaving?" I asked.

"Because we're going to miss you, we want to make it the best night we can" my dad said as he walked into the theatre.

"Can't really do that with Emily and her friends there" I said under my breath, luckily no one heard.

"Shouldn't you guys get going?" Brad said, pointing to the clock behind us, which simply read 8:55.

"Shit" I whispered under my breath.

"Lets go then" Dad said, I smiled and handed the keys over to Jenny.

"Good luck" Brad said as we walked out the theatre.

"Are we going to talk about what happened with your mother?" He asked me.

"I got mad and lost control, that's everything " I told him.

"She'll get use to it, I'm going to help you pack the stuff into your car when we get home " he said as I pulled out my car keys and unlocked the car, I saw sketchy asleep on the dashboard.

"Is he coming with you?" He asked, I nodded.

"Yeah, I don't really want to be alone in a place I don't know" I told him.

"Please be safe there, I know you can defend yourself but you're sixteen and going off to live by yourself for two weeks until Brad gets there" he said, I nodded.

"I'll be perfectly fine, Brad and I have met the neighbours already , they're cousins, ones a cop, the other works for the government, I'm pretty sure I'll be safe" I told him, he shook his head.

"That doesn't make you any safer, hell it puts you in more danger " he said.

"Dad, I can take care of myself, I have my ability " I told him, he sighed.

"You can't rely on being a broker all the time, it's not going to save you" Dad said.

"I'll survive 2 weeks, after that I have Brad" I smiled, dad sighed.

"Fine, but you better come visit " he said as I started the car.

"I promise " I said to him as I started driving.

We drove in silence, I kept my eyes on the road until we got to the school.

We got out the car and walked to the main entrance to the school, the office lady looked up and nodded at us.

I saw the headmaster at the door, he gave a warm smile.

"Mikayla, Mr Jones, thank you for coming in today" He said, my dad and I both nodded.

He started to lead us upstairs just as the bell for a new class rang.

"Mikayla, can you wait outside, I have some private matters that I need to tell your father" the headmaster said, I nodded.

I watched my dad and the headmaster walk into his office, I stood outside.

I watch a group of second years walk by, Billy , Lexi and Tibby were some of them.

"Oh look, the bitch actually showed up" I heard Lexi say, I ignored her.

"What, you not going to fucking listen to us?" This time it was billy, I was scared of what was to come next, Tibby was always the worst, he knew everything about me, but he also hurt my physically.

I felt an intense pain go up my arm, I let out a pained scream as I heard Tibby start to laugh.

" Oh my fucking god, you really are useless aren't you, can't even handle a few broken bones" I heard him say.

"You know honey, I think you're going a little to light " I heard Emily say as she walked down the hall to us, she walked over to Tibby, planting a kiss on Tibby's cheek, they had started dating as soon as we broke up.

"Screw off whore" I said to her, holding my pounding arm.

"Oh, I'm the whore, I'm not the one who would sleep with almost any guy who'll show even mild interest in you" Emily said, i laughed.

"Must be really depressing for your boyfriend then? I didn't even sleep with him, must prove that I have higher standards than you" I said, I used my power to send the pain to a different person in a different universe.

I heard to door behind me open, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"We need to go" Dad said, I nodded.

"The four of you, get inside my office immediately " the headmaster said, Emily pouted.

"Why doesn't Mickey have to, she caused the fight" Lexi said.

"I can't get someone in trouble unless they're my students" the headmaster said, Emily glared at me.

"Mickey's a student as well" Emily said.

"No I'm not" I said as I started walking to the stairs, dad followed shortly behind.

"You heard everything, didn't you?" I asked.

"You can tell " he said.

"For the record, I haven't slept with anyone, I haven't even thought of it, the only one I've even seen in bed is Brad and that's only because of the incident" I told him, we weren't big on talking about what happened.

(Flashback time)

it was one of the worst days, my body was completely covered in bruises caused by Mike and Tibby, it was one of the times I was happy I wore all black.

Blood dripped down the side of my face as I walked down the side of an alleyway, I probably wouldn't last here, I'm dying, that's probably what they want, for me to die here.

I can feel the blood draining out of me, no ones going to save me this time, not my dad, not Bucket, not Brad, not any teachers or shopkeepers, I'm going to die here alone, no one will care.

"Mickey?" I heard a voice, I can't even keep my eyes open, my head hurts and I feel like I'm going to vomit.

"Micks, hey listen to me, you need to stay awake until I can get to a doctor" I can tell who the voice is now, it's Brad, he's probably at work, that's how he's here.

I felt him pick me up, he said something to someone, probably his boss, then he started walking.

We were probably only walking for a minute or so until we stopped , I could hear loud laughter in front of us, I could never forget those laughs, I used to be one of them, now I'm like this, dying and bruised.

I felt Brad's pace quicken as he walked past, gripping my body as he kept his head down, trying not to look at my tormentors.

"Hey fag, where the fuck are you going?" I heard the voice of my ex-boyfriend come from where the laughter was just coming from.

"Home, stay the fuck away" he said as he continued to grip my body to his, he was scared, that much is easy to see.

"Why you bringing the slut with you? Going to see if you can get a hit in as well?" Tibby asked, laughing.

"No, I'm saving the life of my friend, and I'm not letting you intervene " Brad said as he walked away.

Brad walked up to his house, his parents were home, I could hear them talking through the door.

He opened the door, his parents stopped talking as they turned to look at us.

"Mikayla dear god, are you ok sweetheart?" I heard his mother say, I could hardly move.

"I'm going to take her upstairs to the guest room"Brad said, i felt us ascending the stairs.

"I'm going to help you, ok". Brad said, I nodded against his chest.

"You're going to stay here for a while, I don't like the thought of you being in a house with them" Brad told me, I nodded again.

"I don't want to be near them" I said drowsily.

"I'm going to take care of you" Brad said, I heard him opening the door to his guest room, we walked in, he placed me on the bed, warmth over came me as I felt him place his hands on my damaged arms.

It was his ability,Alpha. He could take care of anyone in his 'Pack', luckily I was one of the members of his Pack, he could heal and protect his pack.

I felt the bed shift slightly next to me, Brad's arms fell over my waist and onto my back.

He laid his head down next to mine, I felt him playing with the tips of my hair.

"I'll keep you safe, I promise that Mikayla" he told me, I smiled softly before going to sleep.

(Flashback over, they're now back at work and it's 6pm because I have no idea how movie theatres work)

Mickey's POV

I watched people filing into the theatre, every room was packed.

I watched Emily and her friends walk in, I felt a arm wrap around my shoulder, I look up at Brad who gives me a warm smile.

"I'll deal with them, you go get washed up, your shift is almost done" he said, I nodded and stood by the side counter, why? Because I'm not fucking leaving when I can watch my best friend roast my sister.

"Emily, asshats who don't know what being a good person is, what can I do for you idiots?" Brad asked, Emily glared at him.

"Shut your mouth, we're paying costumers" Emily said, I watched I'm amusement, knowing what was going to happen.

"Shut your legs, you're fourteen " Brad responded, I noticed Tibby glare at him.

"Shut the fuck up" he yelled at Brad, who simply just looked up at the clock before smirking.

"We aren't serving anymore " He said before turning away, he dragged me into the spare room, I took a look back at them, Emily looked furious.

"Oh my god, you just slut shamed my little sister " I told him, he cracked a smile and ruffled my hair.

"Your dad told me about what happened, I thought she deserved a lesson" Brad said as he pulled me into a hug.

"I'll miss you" I whispered into his chest, I stated to tear up, Brads been the only person constantly here for me, no matter what happens, I'll be here for him like he's here for me.

"It's only a week" he told me, I nodded.

(Time skip to the next day, also Mickey and her mother made up for plot convenience)

I awoke, getting dressed into a simple outfit consisting of a red tube top, black shorts that literally don't cover anything, I pulled on a pair of heels, because lets be honest, if I'm leaving this place, I'm leaving it as hot as possible.

I walked down stairs, I could already hear Emily and her friends talking from downstairs, I walked into the living room, they were all sitting on the couch, I walked past them, picking up an apple from the kitchen table and taking a bite.

"You look like a whore" Emily said, I looked at her blankly.

"You are a whore" I said before taking another bite, I heard both my parents walk in.

"You stuffs all packed up" Dad said, I nodded.

"Thanks dad" I said, he walked over and gave me a quick hug, mum hugged me as well.

"Please remember to call us as soon as you get there" Mum said,Emily looked over to us.

"Where the hell are you going?" Emily asked, my dad handed me my keys to the car.

"As far away from you as I can" I said, I heard dad laugh slightly before being punched lightly in the arm by my mother.

"You promise you'll eat dinner tonight " Mum said, I nodded.

"I promise, I'll get take out or something " I shrugged, dad laughed again at my mothers reaction of shock.

"Are you sure? It's expensive and honestly disgusting " mum said, I laughed as well.

"I'll live until Brad get there" I said, mum sighed.

"Just stay safe, please" mum said, I nodded and walked out to my car, getting in and driving away to Portland.

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I started writing this when the first ever one shot went up, sorry for the wait.

Also just got 7000 words in on this chapter.

This one is getting 3 more parts after.

Realisation (part 2)
Resistance (part 3)
Rekindling (part 4)

They should all be up sooner, it shouldn't take over 2 months to get it out.