I held my bat in one hand, the other knocking impatiently on Gallagher's door, "You know what? Fuck it!" I kick the door in, and everyone in the house turns to look at me,
"Who the hell are you?" Asks a brunette with really curly hair,
"Oh shit!" Ian hops up and races to the kitchen,
"You're going to make me run?" I grunt, running after him, catching me at the bottom of the stairs out back,
"What the hell do you want?" He exclaims as I climb on top of him, collar wrapped in my hand,
"What the fuck did you do to my sister?"
"What? Who the hell is your sister?" I roll my eyes,
"Mandy Milkovich. What the hell did you do to my sister?" He gulps,
"You're a Milkovich?" I nod and he groans, "Look, I didn't do nothing, I swear, she tried to sleep with me, I didn't want to, she ran off, I swear that's all that happened," I stand up,
"Promise?" He nods and I sigh rolling my head, helping him up, "Sorry, about that, us Milkovich's are all about revenge and justice," He scoffs,
"'Yeah, I know, you guys are crazy!" I glare at him and he flinches, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that," I lick my bottom lip,
"How'd you mean it? What next you going to call us dirty? Poor? You think you're too good for us?" I pushed his shoulder and he looked flustered,
"No! I meant- It's just- no, I don't think that-" I shift the bat to my left hand and punch him square in the nose,
"I'll see you around Gallagher," I laugh, bouncing back on one foot, pointing the bat at him, "You may want to get that checked out," I smirked referring to his gushing nose,
"What the fuck did you do that for?" I wave goodbye to him, smiling as he stands there, hands trying to stop his nose from bleeding.