Seeing Red

:10: Sounds harsh

I was picking clothes off the hallway floor, dirty and dumped. I opened and threw them down the laundry chute just as Fiona ran up the stairs yelling, "I'm going to the store today!" Footsteps emerged from the bathroom, Debbie.

"Toilet paper, I'm starting to chafe from streamers!" she blurted before taking off down the front steps, Carl had just come up them. "Toothpaste," he stated, walking into the opened door bathroom where the sound of running water could be heard as Ian was showering.

"Why are Steve's clothes down here?" Debbie asked from downstairs. "Looks like someone couldn't wait for the bedroom last night, "I sniggered as Lip came out of Debbie's room with Liam in his arms, we were out of diapers so Lip had improvised with a towel.

Fiona shot me a look, attempting to suppress a smile. I smirked at her as I walked into the bathroom. "We out of diapers?" she asked Lip.

"Yeah, but I put a plug up his butt. Didn't I buddy?" Lip cooed coming into the bathroom and perching on the toilet seat. "That towels gonna leak."

"Uh my SAT gigs a bust, I could scrape up some money another way, if you need," Lip offered as he fiddled about changing Liam in his lap. "It's cool, I got 35 bucks. Oh, I'm also picking up a temp check," Fiona replied from outside the bathroom.

I felt something cold against my side and looked down to see Carl pressing the taser Lip gave him against me. I chuckled and ruffled the short hair on his head.

"Is that a taser? Carl. Where's it from?" Fiona panicked slightly. "Oh, I let him borrow it," Lip shrugged, using his elbow to nudge my leg, "Aly, help me out."

I move in front of him and help him tie another towel around Liam as a makeshift diaper. "Carl got invited to a birthday party by a normal kid," Ian informed Fiona as he poked his head out from behind the shower curtain.

I sighed slowly, "But he's not going so he's got a taser to play with," I pursed my lips. "It doesn't work," Lip shook his head at Fiona. Lip and I finish up with Liam and I tapped his little nose lightly when Lip stood up with him.

"You aren't going, Carl?" Fiona puzzled, moving to lean against the doorframe. "No, it costs $27." Fiona's lips downturned as he pulled cash out her bra and held it up, "Here." Carl gasped and ran towards her, "Awesome!" She smiled as he took the money and ran off.

I smiled as I walked past, "He really wanted to go...knows we're strapped so thanks Fi." She nodded and took Liam from Lip. I jogged down the stairs.

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I was working alone at the Kash and Grab later on. It was easy as I just had to stay at the register. There was a woman in picking up a few things.

"And, that's $8.25," I told her with a small smile. As she handed me money, the door opened, I began to get the woman's change out. "Got any pringles in this shit hole?"

I flicked my eyes up to see Mickey hovering by the door, my breath hitched in my throat, "H-here you go, have a nice day!" After the woman left, I wandered to the door biting my bottom lip. I clicked the lock shut and turned around.

I met his eyes as I began to walk, "Yeah, in the back room." He smirked and tailed me, practically pushing me through the door to behind the freezers.

I giggled quietly and faced him. Mickey was already working on pulling his pants down, I fought the urge to say something snarky and copied his actions.

Then I was hoisted up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as my back was pressed firmly against a stocking shelf.

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Mickey set me down panting and I attempted to regain my composure. My legs wobbled as I pulled my jeans back up. I stared at him while he sorted himself, tugging his pants on and straightening his jacket.

When he faced me, I inhaled a deep breath and moved towards him. Mickey sensed what I was about to do and turned away, "Kiss me and I'll cut your fucking tongue out." He left the back room and I bit the inside of my cheek and followed.

I unlocked the door and opened it so he could walkout. Then I went back behind the counter and rested my chin on the palm of my hand.

Kash arrived not long after and got to checking the aisles.

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Mandy invited me over to hang out the next day. My shift wasn't till later on. We were supposed to be working on homework but Mandy got distracted telling me a story.

"And I said, I'm not letting you use my eyeliner if you have pink eye, and she was like, well I don't wanna be your friend anymore. Ha, see if I care," She ranted, waving her hands as she spoke. I laughed at her, "Sounds harsh."

"I don't care, you are such a better friend anyway!" she grinned, kicking me from the other side of her couch. I kicked her back and we laughed. Her front door opened and I turned my head to see who came in. Mickey. Of course.

I grimaced when he let out loud belch walking past us, "Douche bags." He walked to his room, Mandy frowned, "Assface!" His door closed behind him and I stuck my tongue into my cheek.

"Yo, I'm gonna go to the bathroom," I stood up slowly walked away from the couch where we were sitting. "Hold the handle down when you flush!" I glanced over my shoulder when I reached Mickey's room, putting my hand on the doorknob.

"Hey!"

I froze when I heard Mandy call, "Do you want pizza bagels?" I sighed, "Sure!" I twisted the doorknob and slipped inside Mickey's room.

Mickey was already down to his underwear when I walked in. "Took your damn time." I began stripping, walking over to where he sat on his bed. "Well, I'm supposed to be hanging out with your sister, not you."

When I stood in front of him he met my eyes and I could swear I got lost in the blue for a second.

It's just sex idiot.

Mickey reached out and grabbed my hips, pulling me forward to straddle him. He began marking my neck and I tugged at his dark, spiked hair.

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Mandy was playing a video game when I returned and plopped back on the couch. The pizza bagels she made were on the coffee table. Mandy glanced at me, "Took you long enough," She quirked her eyebrow up.

I let out a breathy laugh, "Sorry, your dad was in there forever," I lied, leaning forward to pick up the other controller. I started playing the game with her, but soon a body came into view beside us.

Mickey had come out of his room, he squeezed onto the couch next me, putting me in the middle of them. "Shove over," he sighed. Mandy scooted to the left a bit, I did the same and Mickey got comfortable, sticking his feet up on the table.

Moments later, the controller I was using was snatched from my grip, "Do-okay," I clicked my tongue as Mickey started to play.

"Watch and learn."