Willow Gallagher

Chapter Five: Aunt Ginger: Part Two

<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>Later That Day<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

Willow's P.O.V:

I was sitting on one of the pillar's that helped hold up the L train track waiting for Micky and his brothers to show up. Every Friday was that day that I got the most money because Friday was that day that all of my "clients" were free. I was thinking about ways to get more money then what I make a week because I knew that we needed more of it. But I also knew that I couldn't take on anymore clients because then my siblings would defiantly start to notice something was up. So I had to come up with a way to make at least some extra money, but I refused to do anything that involved my body or that involved breaking the law. 

I looked up when I heard the crunch of rocks under someones feet. It was Mickey and his brothers. I saw that Mickey was carrying a pool stick, one that he probably stole. I knew that this wouldn't be a regular visit. I also knew that I would end up bleeding, so I took off my jacket not wanting to dirty it with my blood.  

"What are you doin'?" I heard Jaime ask. 

"Well by the look of it, this won't be a regular visit, and I didn't want to get my jacket all dirty. Blood is really hard to get out. Not impossible, just really hard." I said as I tossed my jacket on top of my backpack that was leaning against the cement pillar I had been sitting on before. 

"See this is what I like about you." Mickey said, pointing to me with his pool stick. "Your a smart girl. Anyway's your brother, Ian, messed with Mandy." 

"Ian?" He nodded. "No-no he didn't it was-" I was going to continue but Mickey cut me off. 

"Well Mandy told us he did." 

"But it wasn't-" Again I was cut off. 

"Well listen we have a problem, Ian has been avoiding us all day and, uh, someone's got to get a beat-down till we find him." 

I nodded and looked at the ground thinking for a moment. "How about we make a deal?" I asked. 

"I'm listening." Mickey said. 

"Wha-what if, if I let you beat me for two weeks free of charge....wi-will you promise to stop hunting down my brother?" 

Mickey thought about it for a moment, then asked, "Free of charge and free range?" 

"Yes." 

"Now that is some deal." Mickey pondered his choices.  "But unfortunately Ian is really the one we're after so I'm going to have to deny your offer." I took a step back and waited. It was silent for a moment, then all hell broke lose. 

Mickey was the first one to move, by ramming the end of his pool stick into my gut. I immediately doubled over and the other two took this chance to literally beat me into the ground. Mickey kept hitting me with the end of the pool stick, Jaime kept kicking me in the side, and the other one, who I had now realized was not Iggy but was someone else, he kept punching me in the face and chest area. I knew that my sibling's would just go crazy over this, but that didn't matter. What mattered to me was keeping my brother safe. 

I can't remember how long this went on but I'm guessing it did for a while because I could hear my next "client" making his way over to us. If this was a normal day I would have et with the Milkovich brothers at three, then at three-thirty my next "client" Scott would be coming around in the same place. 

"Tell Ian, we said hello." I heard Mickey say as all three teenagers got off of me. I could hear the snow crunch under their feet as they walked away, but I still laid on the ground curled into a ball. I opened my eyes a bit and I could see that some of the white snow around me had turned red, telling me that I was bleeding. I didn't know if Scott was still there, but I knew that I couldn't just lay in the snow all night, no matter how much my body begged me not to move.