Multiple Mike

The beginning

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Maddy's POV

For a small bit of my life everything was fine. I had a Mom and a Dad who cared for me dearly and would do anything for me. When I found out Mom was going to be having another baby I was thrilled but they didn't seem to be. He was born a few days after I turned 3, he was adorable. My parents had named him Mike and I thought it was a pretty cute name. Three years go by and I'm now 6. My parents haven't been treating Mike the same as they treat me.

They mostly ignored everything he tried to show them. I was the one helping him with everything, well sometimes my Dad would help with Mike some which for some reason made Mom pretty mad and they would start argueing. Mike didn't have his own room so he slept with me.

On most nights we wouldn't be able to sleep since Mom and Dad would yell at each other, Mike would cling on to me and I would just hug him back and say "It's going to be ok" but it didn't seem like it would ever be.

It got worse when one day I came back from school and usually when I walk in Mike welcomes me home with a hug but this time I didn't see him which worried me. I put my bookbag down and looked everywhere I stopped when I heard sobs coming from my closet. I walked over to my closet and opened it and what I saw stunned me, Mike was sitting in the corner his usual spikey hair was down he was wrapping his hands around his legs which were up to his chest, his face was all bruised up and he had a bloody nose. I rushed over to him, cleaning the blood off his face with my jacket. "Who did this?!" I said angrily. "M-Mom" Mike responded with a stutter. I was stunned. How could Mom do such a thing, he's just a toddler! I told him to wait here and I ran to Momma's room I opened the door making Mom jump.

"Why did you hurt Mike!?!" I yelled at her angrily.

"He knocked the book I was reading out of my hands when he was playing. I had to punish him" At the time I didn't understand that that wasn't the way to punish a child. I thought it was what punishing meant so I just left her room still pretty angry.

*One month later*

I loved it when we went to my Grandparents house. We had so much fun there and their food was so much better. I didn't need to worry about Mike that much at are Grandparents house they were so nice and even gave Mike his own room.

I hated that we rarely ever saw them and we noticed how distant they were with are parents which I sorta understood but I still missed it when we were a family and we got along.

One day I was visiting my Grandparents alone because Mike got in trouble and wasn't able to visit which made me anxious to leave Mike behind with Mom for 2 days. Grandpa was confused why Mike wasn't with me and when I told him he almost immediately got into his car and drove back to our house leaving me and Grandma alone.

We didn't hear from him until the next day when I woke up to the sound of Grandma crying. I slowly got out of bed and walked over to the kitchen where Grandma was on the phone. "What's wrong Grandma?" I asked sounding scared and nervous. All she did was put down the phone and pulled me into a tight hug.

I didn't know what was happening when I heard the doorbell ring. Grandma was still crying so I decided to answer the door for her, when I did I saw 2 policemen standing there. Before I could say or ask anything I was wrapped in another tight hug this time it was from Mike. When I realized who it was a hugged back almost immediately and I started to cry tears of joy. I was so glad he was ok. Grandma eventually came over and told us to go to our rooms.

I didn't realize that Mike was crying until I closed my room door. I asked him what was wrong but when he tried to speak all I heard was stutters I told him that it's ok he doesn't have to explain and I just hugged him again. It wasn't until around Christmas when I eventually learned what had happened that day.

Apparently when Grandpa went over there he witnessed Momma yelling and cursing at Mike for no reason, he then started to yell at Momma and apparently said that he's going to be taking custody of Mike. When Momma heard that she stomped to her room while Mike ran up to Grandpa and hid behind him. When Momma came back out she was holding a shotgun. Grandpa tried to talk her to put the gun down but she didn't listen and shot Grandpa in the chest barely missing Mike's head. Dad had come back a few moments after and he called 911 on Momma. She was than arrested for attempted murder and child endangerment and was sentenced to 5 years in prison.

No ones POV

Christmas is supposed to be celebrated with joy but it wasn't so joyful when on Christmas day they heard that Grandpa had died of his wounds in the hospital. Everyone went to his funeral besides Momma who was in jail. When it was time to leave I had to drag a heart-broken Mike away from Grandpa's grave.

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