Catch Me When I Fall [BxB]

Fuck No

"He's here." I say.

"Your uncle?"

"I don't know. I just saw dad." I reply, leaving the window again.

"You should go upstairs, mijo."

I stare at my mom. I don't reply this time, but I also don't move.

"Ty-"

The door opens then, and my dad steps inside, not bothering to even say hi. He looks at us for a couple seconds before kicking his shoes of.

And then, I see the one I've been dreading more.

My uncle.

It's been four years since I've last interacted with him, and the mere sight of him makes me feel queasy. I freeze up, feeling paralyzed.

He looks up and smiles at Ricca before his eyes trail to me.

"Ah, Tyrone... you've grown quite a bit since I last saw you." He says, walking towards me.

He doesn't get very far before Ricca rapidly walks towards him and cuts him off, protective.

"Don't even think about coming any closer!" Her voice is shaky from rage.

"Woah, easy there, mama bear." My uncle chuckles. Ricca scowls at him, and Boris steps in then, taking hold of Ricca's arm.

I'm still railed to the floor, trying to process.

"Back off, Ricca." Boris says, though he doesn't sound all that angry. He just seems a little tired.

But I know how volatile he can be. I never truly feel safe around him. Maybe not anywhere, except in Khai's arms.

"Come on, Tyrone, why don't you give your uncle a nice big hug? It's been so long..."

"Don't even think about it!" Ricca growls before lunging at my uncle.

"What is your problem, woman?"

Now my dad sounds angry. He takes hold of Ricca's arms, about to throw her into the wall when I suddenly regain the ability to control my movement.

"Wait, stop!" I run towards Ricca, and stop beside her.

My dad stares down at me, an intense gaze in his dark eyes.

"And why should I?"

When I don't answer her, he attempts to hurl her again.

"Because she's pregnant!" I quickly blurt, unable to think of any other way to save her.

The silence that ensues feels long and tense. It's like the whole world has stopped temporarily.

I try to catch my breath, more out of panic and the anticipation of what's going to come.

Boris looks deeply into Ricca's eyes, and for just a second, he seems compassionate, concerned... gentle.

"Is this true?" He asks softly. Ricca glances at me, then back to him and nods.

Boris takes a deep breath, and I wait, hoping my intervention will work and he'll leave her be.

"So what does this mean?" Boris questions.

"I want to keep it." Ricca's voice is quiet, almost inaudible. She looks down, probably worried and shy about what Boris is thinking. "I'll need to eat more, and eventually I'll have to go on maternity leave which means I won't be able to work anymore..." Ricca pauses, emotional.

"So you're making the lazy choice."

"You're the lazy fucking asshole here!" I say before I can stop myself. "And by the way, growing a baby is more work and sacrifice then you'll ever know! And why don't you find a job?"