𝐃𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 ✦ 𝐏𝐚𝐯𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐯𝐬𝐤𝐲

33. 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘴 , 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨

[ Boris ]

Banging. Such loud fucking banging- oh shit.

I got up and ran downstairs, ignoring the pain in my side. I opened the door and looked at the person outside, only it wasn't Theo.

It was Y/n's mom and dad.

They could have woken my father up.

I glared at them and her dad looked down at my stomach. I wish I had put shirt on now. "Where's Y/n?" Her mom tried to come in and I put my arm in the frame of the door.

"She's our daughter." She spat at me.

"She does not want you." I replied just as rudely.

"And you think she wants you?" Her dad laughed, looking me up and down.

"I know she wants me."

Her mom touched my staples and I backed away. She pulled at it and my head went light. I held the frame and tried not to throw up inside.

"Where is she, Boris?" Her mom whispered.

"I will not let you see her because she does not want you." I looked back up at her and her dad grabbed my face.

"Что? What are you going to do?" I teased.

"I want to see my daughter."

I laughed and grabbed his wrist, standing up.

"Y/n mean more to me than either of you known. So, you could keep trying and I will only just keep fucking you over. You have to make sure I am dead before you could get her. You know that Ms. Y/l/n."

"I'm fine with that." Her dad showed me a gun and I looked up at him.

There was a hand on my shoulder and I turned. My dad looked at them and I looked at him terrified.

"You... Put.... A hand on my son?"

I have never heard him speak English like this.

Her dad pulled his gun out fully and honestly, I was scared.

"Скажи им, что они могут меня застрелить."

I looked over at him and shook my head. "Нет Па-па."

My dad looked over at me and I put my head down. "He says you can shoot him."

"Но коснись этого мальчика еще раз, и я убью тебя медленно."

"But if you touch me again he will have you killed slowly."

I looked up at her dad and my dad grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to him. I looked up at him and he passed me something behind our backs.

I tried to hide my shock as I held a gun in my hand. I do not want to shoot anyone, especially not Y/n's father.

"Ты стреляешь лучше меня, Борис."

I swallowed hard and tried not to tremble as her dad held the gun at my dad. Please, please do not do this.

"If you kill him I will kill you. Both of you." I spoke up.

Her dad looked down at me and I held the gun up.

I do not want to do this.

My hands are shaking so bad I cannot get them to stop.

Her dad put his gun down and I continued to hold mine up just in case. "Just give her to us! She's our baby!"

"She emancipate, you know this." I muttered.

"You let her emancipate and didn't fucking tell me?!"

"I couldn't afford her!" Her mom argued.

I laughed and shrugged. "You cannot have her ever. She belong here. Happy with me. She will never, ever be happy with either of you. Nothing you could ever do would make her happy."

My dad walked away and I hesitated to put the gun down.

I did and turned the safety on. I looked over at his gun and laughed. "You are fucking idiot."

He held the gun back up and I looked up at him.

"Shoot." I teased.

How did I not see that before it was so fucking obvious.

There is not even a magazine in the gun.

"See... My gun has the magazine." I held mine up and showed them.

"That... That does not. So you came here, to bother us... And did not even bring a loaded gun." I stepped outside and they backed away from me.

"Do not ever come back here again or you will be leaving with a bullet in you. I will have no remorse in shooting either of you."

I turned and went inside, shutting the door.

I locked it and set the gun down, putting a hand in my hair. I started panting and sat down, holding my head.

Oh my god. Oh my god.

I choked for air and got up, slowly walking back up to my room. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I got back in bed with Y/n hugging her softly.

"I swear to keep you safe." I cried.

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Скажи им, что они могут меня застрелить. - Tell them they can shoot me

Но коснись этого мальчика еще раз, и я убью тебя медленно. - But if you touch that boy again I will have you killed slowly.

Ты стреляешь лучше меня, Борис. - You can shoot better than me, Boris

My last day of school tomorrow 🧎🏻‍♀️