later i was sitting in the alibi, getting shitfaced as almost every afternoon.
"another one, please." i hold up my shot glas into kevin's face.
"no. violet. no more plain vodka shots. you can have a bloody mary or a cranberry vodka." he sights.
"fine. then give a bloody mary." i roll my eyes. that was when the door swung open.
"hey, line up a shot for the abe lincoln of mouth whores." mickey walked in, followed by his whore wife. then i spotted about 10 other women that were dressed like svetlana, also following them.
"what the fuck." i mutterd, letting my head fall down onto the bar.
"i emancipated my wife and her fellow cum guzzlers." mickey said. i lift my head up to watch him taking of his scarf. "gonna do to the russians what they've been doing to my girls... bring them down to their knees."
that was when his eyes met mine.
"why? your wife wouldn't even be in this fucking country if the russians hadn't smuggled her in originally. or maybe, she just gives shitty blowjobs and that's why they pay her so fucking low." i said, taking the glass with the bloddy mary from kev. "thanks."
"that gives them the right to pay her next to nothing huh?" he argued back and i scoffed taking a sip.
"we're thirsty." svetalana appeared next to mickey, who sat down on my left side.
"good thing there's a sink in the fucking bathroom, huh?" he snapped at her, holding up an empty glass to her.
svetlana swore something in russain, walking away without the glass.
"you know mickey, if you talked to me like that i'd probably kill you." i said.
he raised his eyebrows. "i thought you used to like it when i talked to you like that."
i crossed my arms, knowing damn well that he was being kinda right. "fuck off."
"well, how did they even get away with it?" kev asked, pouring some vodka into a glass, handing it to mickey.
"get away with what?"
"forcing them to work for so cheap."
"guns and beating, mostly. i mean look, what choice do they got? they got no ID. they barely speak the language. they're fresh off the boat. sasha can pay them whatever the fuck he wants."
i turned around and looked at the whores with an disgusted look. but something inside me was jealous because they got rescued by mickey. i turned back to mickey and kev, to listen to their conversation.
"but not anymore. now they got me." he poured the shot down his throat.
"so you're something like superman now huh?" i asked.
he looked down at me.
"hell yeah."
that was when svetalan walked up again, talking in russian on her phone.
"sasha wants meeting." she said in her stupid fucking accent.
"what did i told ya?" mickey snapped, smiling. "russians already raising the white flag." he got up and put on his jacket. then he stopped and looked at me. "you wanna come violet?"
i froze over his words, feeling happiness rushing through my veins. but to not make it so obvious, i hesitated. "uh, sure." i stood up and pulled my jacket back on.
i swear i saw him smiling.
---------
mickey opened the door to the garden springs spa.
as we entered we saw nobody in. the front desk was also empty. but then we heard voices shouting from outside.
"you wanna see who it is?" i asked, looking up at him.
"yeah, just hold on." he said, stopping.
"what?"
he pulled out a gun and unlocks it.
"jesus mickey, you really think you're gonna shoot someone out there?" i asked shaking my head.
"stay behind me, vi." he said, ignoring what i just said. i smiled over his words, cause they technically meant he wanted to protect me. i followed him through the back door outside into the alley.
the second he opened the door we heard a lady shouting in russian, gesturing to a backwards incoming truck. on the other side of the alley was a man, watching the lady. guess he had to be sasha.
"sasha." mickey said, sounding really determinded.
"huh." the lady turned around. i raised my eybrows. sasha was a woman? "oh." she said.
"wait, you're sasha?" mickey asked, sounding confused.
"you are smalled than i thought you would be. hmm. and who's that pretty girl behind you?" she eyed me up, making me feel uncomfortable. mickey wasn't even that small. well, i was even smaller so my sight might be consumed.
"ditto. about my height and uh this is violet." mickey responsed, scrathing his head.
"is she also a whore?" sasha asked.
"excuse me?" i snapped. "i'm not a whore you fucking russian cunt."
"okay, vi, calm down a bit." mick turned around to me, looking right into my eyes. i gulped and fell silent.
"she's got some temper." sasha said. "i like her."
"anyway. okay look, it's 20 percent raise on bumping uglies, 30 percent on BJs and whatever happens in the ass, stays in the ass." mickey said.
"i don't know what that means." sasha said. behind her 3 men gatherd together looking at mickey and me, still standing on the top of the stair case.
"it means that ladies pocket tips for extras, not you." he crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"hmm. you a tough negotiatior?"
"you need girls."
"ture." sasha turned aroudn, saying something in russain.
the men nodded and opened the back of the truck. the doors opened and what came out was a truck full of girls. the men helped them come out.
"they grew up near chernobyl, so i got discount." she smiled with an evil smile.
"look, i'm flexible with those numbers." mick took another try.
"your girls are tired and streched out. go fuck yourself." she walked up to us. "and you," she looked at me, "and you, next time, choose a better boyfriend than him."
"what? no he's not, we're not-" i started but then stopped. what does it even matter.
sasha walked past us, followed by the girls, waking inside.
when they all were inside mickey turned around to face me, looking dissappointed and anrgy at the same time.
"that didn't go as planned, did it?" i couldn't help it but giggled.
"no, it didn't." he sighted angrily. "let's just go."
he grabbed my hand, leading my down the stairs.
*editors note: sorry this chaptes is so short and boring but i promise next will be longer and more interesting then this shit.
BUT WE HIT 100K READS WTF! I'M SO GREATFUL FOR EVERY SINGLE OF THEM, LOVE YA'LL SO MUCH!! HAVE A GREAT DAY!*
YOU ARE READING
violet gallagher // shameless
Fanfiction[mickey milkovich x fem!oc] grown up in a shitty neighborhood, with a junkie mother who was never there and an alcoholic dad, violet and her siblings fiona, lip, ian, debbie, carl and liam have to survive this shit on their own, but that's not easy...
