Cat

Citizenships

Catherine's Pov

Rikey quickly came over to me after the two men took the blonde haired guy away.

I can't believe he punched me. Papa told me boys aren't supposed to even touch me.

Rikey took me into his arms while I cried.

I didn't know wether I was crying because my eye still hurt or because Rikey would expect me to cry.

I could've punched him back. But I was too scared. All I could think of was; what if I did it wrong, what would he do to me then?

I mean surely if he punched me because I told him to leave, he'd punch me if I punched him back.

I missed Papa. Papa would've punched the stupid man. Well, technically, Papa would've murdered him.

I started crying harder. I hugged Rikey harder and he picked me up from my bed. My white sheets was a mess.

Rikey pulled my legs around his waist and I locked my ankles together behind his back. He grabbed my fluffy blanket from the couch and covered my back with the pink material.

He then walked to my door and stopped there. He bent down, picked up his phone and kept walking to the kitchen. The two officers who took the scary one away sat at our dinner table.

"Vasquez. That was very good of you," the older one said.

Rikey went to the fridge.

"What do you mean, Officer Baxter?" he asked, and pulled out the milk.

"Not murdering that son of a bi-"

Baxter got cut off by Rikey, "Please don't swear. Cat doesn't like offensive language."

Baxter nodded, "Of course, I'm sorry Catherine."

I nodded and sniffed.

Swearing wasn't appealing to me. Mama told me that boys don't need to fight good,  swear a lot, drink, smoke, do any drugs or be pretty. She told me they need to be loving, kind and helpful.

Papa told me I'd never find a nice boy by those standards.

"Says here you're studying at San Francisco Police Academy. That right?" asked Officer Nelson.

Rikey nodded. He would be the first one in our family to finish their studies.

"Yeah, I actually want to become a detective. But I was told I won't be taken in by any Sation because of my race."

Officer Baxter shook his head.

"Son, if you have an American Citizenship, then you can do pretty much anything. Except murder, or drug dealing, or stealing, or-"

"Anything against the law?" Rikey asked and the three of them laughed.

"Well, pretty much, yeah."

"Good. 'Cause I'm not planning on doing anything against the law. Also, Cat and I already have our American Citizenship."

Nelson put his hand on Rikey's shoulder and said, "Well, then you've practically already got a spot open at the SFPD."

Rikey's eyes lit up.

While they talked he made them coffee and me hot chocolate. It was a bit hard since he was holding me, but he made it work.

He put me down on my chair and wrapped the blankets tighter around me.

I took the cup he held out to me and looked into it.

Rikey saw my gaze and sighed.

He turned around and went to the cupboard. Therein he took out a small bag of baby marshmallows. Taking five he turned to me and smiled.

"One to wish you kindness.
One to wish you laughter.
One to wish you happiness.
One to wish you joy.
And one to wish you lots and lots of love."

He plonked them in, one for one, and then he kissed my forehead and said, "You hungry?"

I nodded and looked at the Officers.

He turned to them and asked, "How about you guys?"

They looked to each other and nodded.

"Yeah I guess we could stay a bit longer. Depends on what you're making, though," laughed Nelson.

Rikey laughed with him, "You guys like tacos?"

"I might just move in here," Nelson joked.

The three of them laughed again and I just smiled.

Officer Baxter was cool. He had a bump on his nose that looked unnatural. I was wondering what happened there.

"Rikey, ¿qué le pasó a su nariz? No se ve normal," I whispered.

Rikard didn't even turn around, "Speak up, Kitty Cat. They can't hear you. And ask him yourself."

"Qué ... qué le pasó a tu nariz, señor?" I asked him, louder than before.

Officer Baxter looked at me for a minute in complete silence.

Then he spoke, "Listen kid, I don't have the slightest idea what you're talking about."

I sighed.

"What...happen, to nose, señor?" I shyed into my blanket.

"Hey, Kitty Cat, your English is perfect. Okay?" Riksrd said noticing.

But I knew they thought I sounded stupid talking in my broken English.

"You're cute. I'm sure Alec wouldn't mind telling you the story," Nelson said.

hmm this was shittier than planned. anyway im going to add another story to my pending list. im dedicating it to Wikikipoww. simply coz shes awesome and will be helpig out with the visuals and the characteristics and whenever i have the çock block of writers.

itll be about Satan's son falling in love with a mortal or whatever.

word count: 868

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