Mickey Milkovich was your boyfriend, he was shit talking, bitch slapping, pice of south side trash that you fell for. You and him had been dating for awhile tell something happened. You had ran away for a few months, no one knew where you were, what you were doing, or if you were okay. Mickey acted like he didn’t care because he didn’t want people knowing you guys dated. Until your brother lip and sister Debbie found you at a club working there…you seemed happy but something was wrong.