Closer

Chapter 3

No One's POV:

"Ugh! The freak's back. What the fuck do you want?" Terry says in disgust making Ronnie and Reggie lips curl in anger.

Kendall raises an eyebrow with a smirk and decks him in the face making Terry fall back against the wall.

"That's for my mother. Boys, fuck him up while I go see my siblings," she announces and steps over Terry who grabbed ahold of her leg with an angered growl.

Ronnie kicks him between the legs making Terry scream and clutch himself. Kendall continues walking forward without a care in the world.

   What greets her in the living area are women in skimpy outfits looking at her in awe. "Holy shit! Kendall Milkovich!" A girl exclaims fixing her outfit with the others scrambling to do the same.

   Kendall raises an eyebrow giving all of them a look over. One walks over swaying her hips and grabs ahold of Kendall's leather jacket.

"Looking for a fun time, superstar? I have no gag reflex," she suggests in Russian accent wiggling her eyebrows at Kendall who chuckles and carefully pulls the girl's hands off of her.

"Maybe some other time, doll. Where's Mickey?" She questions stepping back from the girl who frowns sadly.

   "He's in his room passed out from drinking. He took quite the beating when his father found him fucking a red haired boy," the girl explains chuckling and Kendall's eyes darken in anger.

  The girls look at her slightly frightened from her expression. "Boys, make sure he can feel the hits for a few days," Kendall calls out while walking around the girl heading straight for her brother's room.

"You got it, boss!" Reggie responds then kicks the white haired man in the ribs harshly with Ronnie wailing at his face.

Kendall pushes open Mickey's door and sees her brother laying on his bed facing away from the door with beer bottles on the ground.

She frowns and walks over then sat on the edge of his bed and sees he has bruises on his face with a busted lip. There's tissue in his nose indicating that it was bleeding.

Kendall softly runs her hand through his hair and his eyes flutter open. "Hey, buddy. Pack your stuff. You're coming to live with me and our mom," she softly coos and his face scrunches up as he sits up against his headboard.

"Kendall, you're back. D-did you see dad before you came in?" Mickey questions wincing slightly at the ache of his ribs.

She nods with a smirk, "yes. We had a small encounter and now my bodyguards are having a chat with him. Now come on, get up. You're coming home with me."

Mickey furrows his eyebrow in confusion and got out of bed to get his duffel bag. "What about Mandy? When she gets home, he's gonna hurt her, Kendall," he worriedly tells her and from the tone she looks at him with narrowing eyes.

  "He hurts her? How?" She questions making Mickey bite his lip and look down before shaking his head.

  "It's not my place to tell you, Kendall. But it's not safe for her to be here alone," he responds quickly shoving every single piece of clothing he has in his bag along with a few other things he doesn't want to leave.

Kendall jaw clenches and nods, "where...where is she right now?" She picks up his guitar and his amp that she bought him a while back.

"At work. She's working at the diner downtown," Mickey informs her and nods when he's got everything he needs.

She nods while walking out of his room with Mickey trailing behind her. Her bodyguards are standing in the living room paying no attention to the girls who are trying to flirt with them.