THE CATCH

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It was a typical day for the rest of the gang. They don't have any agenda or mission and decided to do their own thing.
Mikey was out with his girls.
Cruz was nowhere to be found.
Don was drinking again.
Gregorio was playing knives.
Alfonso was sleeping.
Chris was reading Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet".
While Bronx was in an errand for something personal.

Bronx's POV

Olga requested some fresh mangoes, the baby inside her is really changing her patterns. She loves meat and fruits now. Before she was vegetarian and doesn't eat too much but now she eats like a man. Oh God, why am i doing this?
I'm supposed to be talking with Chris about what he's reading and playing with Gregorio but now I'm here in the wet market, wearing this black baggy jacket and ripped pants looking for fresh and nice mangoes.
Just after the first shop I went, I noticed something deviant is going on.
I walked much further and I saw a little girl maybe 12 or 13 years old. Her face was pale and was filled with some freckles which are noticeable from where I stood. She had a fresh wound in her shoulders and face. Her body was petite and skinny. Her hair was short and messy. She's foreign, I took pity of her. I assumed she stole some apples at the man whom she was pleading to. The argument never seemed to end so I decided to just leave the scenario and go back to look for that fresh mangoes. As I turned around and started to walk away, I was 5 meters away from the girl and the crowd of people, 2 familiar gunshots rang in my ears. The next thing I heard were noises and saw people were running away from the scenario. I wanted to run too cause I didn't have the mood to fight or to show who I was but something was holding back in me. Then i looked back and saw the girl lying in her fresh pool of blood. I thought she's dead but she mouthed something that made me ran back to her and carried her and rushed her to my doctor friend Eleazar, since I cant go to big hospitals for the sake of my safety.
It was nearly 5:00 pm when my phone buzzed. Olga spoke to me and told me she was very worried, in fact she sent Chris and Gregorio to the wet market. She was happy that I wasn't the one who started shooting and I wasn't involved in the scene. I told her I'm fine and that Ill be back in an hour.

The girl woke up, she was still pale. She scanned the place and her gaze averted in me. I wasn't used in helping people but I feel like I needed to help her.
"Where am I?" She asked, her voice was almost a whisper.
"You're safe now." I replied straight.
Tears ran down from her eyes and she began sobbing. That's when my friend Eleazar went inside the room with a complete shocked face.
"She's alive?" He asked confused.
I nodded.
"She's alive!!" He shouted back n forth till i shushed him.
"Why are you so happy?" I frowned.
"Because I thought she wouldn't make it but she showed me how tough she is"
He smiled.
"That's good, well I'm heading back now cause Olga's waiting for me." I stood from my chair.
"Wait, what about the girl, you cant leave her in my house...my wife doesn't like kids" He said with a stern voice.
"You mean your new girlfriend?"
I asked.
"Yes" he confirmed.
"Alright, if she's good then she can stand, then I can bring her back to where she lives." I said happily.
Eleazar's lips curled into a smile.
I carried the girl straight to my car and placed her in the front seat.

"So where do you live?" I said as i started the ignition.

"The streets" she replied.

"Wait, what?" I turned my gaze at her.

"I live nowhere, I'm the daughter of he streets, seem to understand now?" Her voice was wretched.

I locked my gaze at the road. I didn't know what to do. She cant be back on the streets, its very dangerous.

"I know what you're thinking." She clicked her tongue.

I raised an eyebrow, still locked on the road.

"I cant be back on the streets, its very dangerous." She blurted.

My nose twitched, how the heck did she found out what I was thinking.

"Well man its fine, you can just leave me out here and die the second time or you can bring me to your home and adopt me illegally." She chuckled.

"Illegal, my life here is very illegal, I don't belong somewhere, I don't even have a name." She scoffed.

"Okay, I have my decision." I said turning my gaze at her beautiful navy blue eyes.

She half smiled as she rested her back in the car seat.

In my head, I was battling with the choices I need to do. I chose one and I hope this ones favorable for Olga and the gang.

I entered the the gang house, still carrying the girl in my shoulders.
Olga came running afterwards and kissed my cheek. She then let go of me when she saw the girl. She gave me a jumbled face.
"OK long story short, She got shot so I helped her, and she has nowhere to go so I brought her here—

"Since when do you help people Bronx?" Chris smirked.

"Shut up Chris, you know I help a lot." I huffed.
Olga helped me put the girl in the sofa. The girl was sleeping, she fell asleep during the ride.

"Whoa, who is that?" Mikey entered with a 'wow' look on his face.

"Stop asking Mikey" I stopped him.

"She's fucking glamorous" he added.

"Is she Chris' bed mate?" He mocked.

"Mikey, I said stop!"

"Then who is she?" Gregorio joined in.

"She's our daughter" Olga answered, seemed very excited at the thought of having the girl as her daughter.

The girl awoke. Her eyes were wide open. She was frightened by the unfamiliar faces and clung back to me which surprised the gang. Olga's sweet smile appeared. She seemed to love her. I held her tight and she let out a yelp.

"its fine… don't be afraid" I whispered.
She turned her head and looked at everyone.
"Are you going to rape me?" She asked in an instant.

The guys were smirking and some were poker face.

"No" said by Cruz who appeared in the scene in a flash.

"Of course no, you're my daughter" I reassured.

"What a catch!" Don exclaimed.
"Shut up Don, she's our adopted, she's not a catch!" I huffed.

"Well if you insist" he said whilst backing up to his seat.

"Is this a family reunion?" Alfonso asked restlessly whilst rubbing his eyes.

"Kind of" Chris replied.

"Can I be his boyfriend?" Mikey blurted.

Everyone gave him a grimace look.

"Shut up Mikey" I scowled.

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