Bad Bitch Love

Biddy growled, hissing like a wild animal as Higgy picked him up, only to punk him in his face and throw him down. Biddy stumbled up, his nose bleeding profusely.
"FUCK YOU BITCH!!"
Higgy hit him again.

Zac was in bed, covering his ears to block out the sounds of them fighting.
Rick walked in with a sigh as he watched them, making sure Biddy wouldn't get hurt too bad.

But thats what it was coming down to. Unlike other abuse victims, he didnt lay down and take it. Biddy would get up and try again and again to fight back. And every time he did, Higgy simply knocked him back down like he was nothing.

"Enough." Rick sighed, scooping Biddy up, forcing him to stay still. "You, stupid ass." He pointed to Higgy. "Get outta my house until you calm down." He kissed Biddy's cheek and walked out.

Biddy hissed and thrashed around.
"Who in the fuck do you think you are? Coming in here and showing out with me!!"

Rick rolled his eyes.
"For some reason I love you so I don't want the crap beat out of you." He kicked open the door to Zac's room and laid Biddy down beside his son on the bed.
Zac groaned.
"Do not move the fight to my room please."
"The fight is over." Rick said firmly

Biddy hissed.
"Is over when I fucking say it is bitch. Im fine, get outta my business. Imma fucking move out if you don't leave me alone." Biddy sat up, pouting at his brother in law.

"Biddy bird, please stop it. I just don't want you hurt." Rick hugged him and kissed his forehead. "Now please, just lay down. Zac, play nice."

Biddy cracked his knuckle.
"Ill MAKE his brat ass be nice." Biddy hissed.

"Don't hit him. He'll be good." Rick sighed, hugging them both. "Behave children." HE stuck his tongue out and left the room.

Biddy grinning cheekily at Zac, flopping back on his bed with a tired yawn.

"You alright?" Zac raised an eyebrow as he eyed his uncle.

"Fine." He nodded, raking a hand over his battered body. "I am sexy fine." He winked happily.

Zac chuckled and shook his head.
"Whatever you say..."
He was going to murder his father... Ever since Quincy had left him, he'd been trying to fill the hole in his heart by crushing on Biddy and now his dad had put him two inches away...

Biddy sat up, grinning brightly as he looked around the room.
Biddy was someone many crushed on, whats not appealing about a man who is so sweet and happy?

Zac pulled out his journal, writing down quick thoughts while working on a miniature sketch of Biddy in the corner of the page.

Biddy hummed, eying the journal with a sly grin.
"Ohhh whatch writing?"

"Same thing I'm thinking." Zac answered quickly with a smirk. "Which is none of your business."

Biddy pouted, playfully grabbing at the book.
"I wanna read! Zacy dont be so mean!!"

Zac's face went serious as he clutched the book to his chest.
"No."
What he had just been writing was super corny and cliche about how beautiful Biddy was... even with the bruises. And how he deserved better than Higgy and just... no. No way Biddy could ever read it.

"Was it something dirty? Oh Fuck! I gotta read it now!!" He chuckled as he pounced on Zac, strugling to get the book away from him.

"No!" Zac squeaked as he tugged at his book. There were dirty bits. Wondering if he'd be top or bottom with Biddy... there was even a small smutty description of them fucking..

Biddy tugged on the note book, fighting to keep it away from Zac and get it into his hold.

"Quit it!" Zac snapped seriously, biting Biddy's hand.

Biddy yelped, whimpering and cradling his hand as he curled up and pretended to be hurt and in pain, almost crying.