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Rundown: Mickey has reoccurring nightmares of his childhood
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It was summer and he was 7 or 8 maybe 9, birthdays were never really a known thing so he never really knew how old he was all he knew was he was young
Dad and his mum were having a loud screaming match which was basically Terry screaming while his mum sat there and took it
He knew it was coming soon but when he heard his mum fall to the floor knocked out cold he knew it was really bad this time
The loud footsteps of his fathers feet stormed across the house towards Mandy's door he slammed it open but luckily Mandy wasn't there however it meant whatever was coming his way was even angrier
His door flew open leaving an even bigger hole in the wall where the door handle flew open, Terry stormed towards him and punched him hard across the face
He yelped slightly and tried pushing Terry off him but it was no use as he was only young
Terry kept hitting and hitting screaming hurtful words and other insults as his fist flew at his face and body over and over until everything went numb
And dark very dark he wondered if he was dead if not but that was to figure out if or when he woke up
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Mickey woke up in a panic he heard the door to the bedroom open slowly and he lept to the side of his bed and grabbed the knife he kept out and pointed it at the intruder
"Hey hey! It's just me"
He blinked a few times and realized who it was it was Ian he looked around the room and took in his surroundings it wasn't his bedroom it was the one he and Ian shared
Still half panicking with tears he now realized were falling from his eyes he stormed out and ran full speed away from the house
He found himself at his old house and looked everywhere for his mum
"Mum! Mum where are you?"
He was freaking out at the fact that he couldn't find his mum what if she was dead? Or what if Terry was about to come through and beat on him again
Too many thoughts to comprehend until he heard the door open he thought it must've been Terry and before the person could say anything he swung at them knocking them into a wall and pushing them onto the ground
He crawled on top of them and was about to hit again when he saw the fiery red hair again
"Fuck!"
He shouted getting up and pulling Ian to the couch where he got ice that was somehow still in the fridge and handed it to him
"What the fuck Mickey!"
Mickey sat in the corner of the room not looking at Ian he felt so guilty and was still trying to process everything that just happened and what was real or not
Mum left she's not even here, but it felt so real..
"I'm sorry, I- I don't know"
He mumbled unable to form an actual explanation as he didn't even know himself
