Just A Number..

"I was only doing that cause I thought it would bring mike back...."

"I had to do that. He was trying but the Miz had him, he couldnt help."
Biddy sighed, grinning.
"We will be fine."

"... if everyone stops calling me a bitch." Alex added.

Biddy snickered.
"Bitch! WE LOVE YOU, YOU BIG BITCH!!" He giggled happily.

"Imma seriously go back to not crying at all." He pouted, sticking his tongue out.

"Aw daddy come on. Today was a bad day for everyone, it got outta hand. Can we just forgive and forget and then go bak to loving eachother."

"Alright...but I'm still not hitting anything until I control my anger. And that does NOT make me a bitch."

"No, No it does not...."
He had an idea....
Could his father seriously take someone hitting his mother and not do anything about it.
He kissed both there cheeks and went to find Higgy.

Alex hummed as he looked down at Mike.
"You upset me..." He frowned with a sigh, kissing his forehead.

"I didn't mean to..." He answered quietly, ashamed of himself. He really was a horrible husband..

"I know." He sighed. "I just... I don't like hitting everyone. I don't want to..."

"Thats okay baby....Im sure I might could do it...Or Rick...And im sure Higgy will..."
Speaking of Higgy he just stepped into the room, scowling at them.
"C'mere Michael."

"That doesn't mean I'm going to let people hurt you guys I just..." He sighed.

"Don't worry about it, Ill take care of it...Just give me time and you wont have to hit anyone else..."
He stood up and went over to Higgy.
"Yeah baby what is it?"
"Your a bitch."
"O-Oh...Okay?"
"Worthless..."
"I-I know?"
"Piece."
"....."
"Of."
"......"
"Shit."
Higgy rared back and struck him across the face.
Mike spit out a bit of blood and shruged.
"Your point is?"
"You little smatass!"
He hit him again.

Alex growled and punched Higgy back. He glared at Biddy behind him before going to check on Mike.
"What the fuck!? BIddy fucking Riley! Do not sick your psychotic fucking fiance on my husband! I haven't even started trying to control myself! I won't be able to do it yet jackass!"

"Well just see, can you really watch someone like Higgy beat on momma and not do a damn thing about it?" Higgy shrugged as Mike looked defeated.

"That is not the fucking point damnit!" Alex exclaimed. "I'm trying to STOP hurting him! Why is everyone against me!"

"Daddy, just know angermanagent is good for somethings but sometimes we need you to hit someone because momma and Kevin....They can't. Without you and Rick there would they be? I think slave trade."

"I know that! I just... I'll protect them but I dont' want to be some fucking monster like some other people around here..." He shot a look at Higgy.

Higgy rolled his eyes turning and striking Biddy across the face. The small teenager picked himself up and punched Higgy in the chest.
It was on with them.
Higgy drung him to there room.

"Fucker..." Alex muttered, shaking his head before checking on Mike again.

Mike just stared at them, rolling his shoulders and trudging off to there room. He was tired...
But Higgy didnt hit him as hard as he could.

ALex followed him up to bed, sighing softly.
While everyone was fighting Zac had quietly kissed his mother's cheek and crept back out. He hoped no one would notice he was gone while his mother was hurt like this. And they didn't.

Quincy was working, he had just gotten another job as a male stripper and that's what he was doing. Aaron knew but he didn't judge, he just loved his father. He stayed outside.

Zac had his key but he didn't go in once he realized Quincy wasn't home. He simply sighed and simply walked around. He knew Quincy and his parents probably wouldn't like him walking around at night like this, especially after what had just happened to his mother but he didn't care. He glimpsed the bar Quincy had taken him to last night but he didn't dare go near it. He kept walking until he arrived at a club. He paused a moment before deciding it looked safe enough and walking inside.