Andy's Pov

The next day

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"Mommy! Daddy! There's four men at the door!" Topanga said, disrupting me from my sleep. I opened my eyes slightly and slowly sat up.

I then did the cliché stretch thing and crawled out of bed.

I'm not gonna get dressed or anything since my brother and his bandmates have already seen me in my pajamas.

I walked to the front door and let them in.

"Why are you still in your pajamas?" Oli asked.

"Well, we normally don't have company this early in the morning" I told them.

"It's one in the afternoon" Lee said.

"The point is" I said.

"Anyways, is this little Topanga?" Jordan asked.

"Yup! Pangs, say hi to your uncles!" I said. She waved awkwardly at them.

"She looks just like her father..." Oli said, trying not to display his hatred for Ricky.

"Well, yeah, I did help make her" I heard Ricky's groggy voice say.

"Olson" Oli said.

"Sykes, since we're both stating each other's last names" Ricky said, oblivious as to why Oli is acting like this.

"Andy, can I talk to your boyfriend?" Oli asked. I nodded... I hope he doesn't murder Ricky.

-Ricky's POV-

What could Oli possibly want to talk to me about?

I lead him outside, so we could talk in private but Andy can hear me if I need to scream for help.

We got outside, it was decently warm, not too hot but it wasn't in the sixties either. Okay, it was like eighty-five degrees outside.

I shut the door and we sat down on the plastic chairs placed around the plastic table on the patio.

"What's up?" I asked.

"I don't trust you Olson. I believe you were behind the reason why Andy divorced Matt. I swear to god, if you take off with this baby too, Motionless in White will no longer have you as a guitarist" he said.

"Dude, I'm more mature now" I said.

"Don't call me dude. We aren't friends, we aren't family, you are simply just my sister's boyfriend and niece's father. I don't know what my sister sees in you or why she even forgave you" he said.

"Sorry, I'm a better person now. And I'm your nephew's father as well, Oliver" I told him. He stared daggers at me.

"Don't ever call yourself Ryan's father. You are nothing of the sort. Step-father maybe. But if you think you're claiming the title 'father' from a child that isn't even yours, then you are out of your fucking mind. It's bad enough my niece has to call scum like you a father, I'm not gonna watch my nephew call you a father as well" he said.

"Okay, first off, I take amazing care of my daughter, I realize that I've made mistakes in the past. Are you seriously going to let that define how I'm raising my daughter and soon son?" I asked.

"He's not your son and no. I truly believe you're the scum of the earth. After you ditched my sister, you probably had somebody else raising your daughter" he said. It took me all the courage I had in my body to not punch him in the face.

"Yes, he is my son. I will be there at his birth and I will sign the birth certificate. No, I spent most of my time with Topanga, I still do. The only time her and I were apart, was when she went to the bathroom, or I went to the bathroom or took a shower, or when I was performing" I said.

"Probably just saying that to get me to change my opinion" he said. That's when I couldn't take it anymore and I decked him in the jaw.

He fell backwards a couple steps and grabbed his jaw.

He looked up at me, his eyes were full of even more hatred.

He regained his composure and got me in the nose.

More and more punches were being thrown, soon we both had black eyes, I had a bloody nose and he had a split lip.

"OLIVER SCOTT! RICHARD ALLEN!" I heard Andy scream as Matt Nicholls and Lee pulled Oliver and I apart.

"I can't believe you two!" Andy growled.

"He started it!" Oli said.

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE WHO STARTED IT! YOU BOTH ARE BEING CHILDISH!" She screamed.

"Calm down babe" I said, trying to rub her back but she pushed me away.

"DON'T FUCKING TELL ME TO CALM DOWN RICHARD!" She screamed, I backed away in defense.

"But in all actuality, your brother started it" I said.

"I don't fucking care Richard! Do you know what example you're setting for our daughter by fighting like that?!" She asked. I began to feel guilty for fighting with Oliver.

"I- uh-" I said.

"Do you?!" She asked, getting in my face.

"Why are you just screaming at me?! Your brother wasn't exactly innocent either!" I said.

"I'll deal with him after I'm done dealing with you" she said.

"Baby, I'm sorr-" I said before she cut me off.

"No. I knew I shouldn't have let you two talk" she said.

"I think my nose is broken" I said, trying to change the subject.

"And I think I need stitches in my lip" Oliver said.

"Then take yourselves to the hospital. I'm not dealing with either of you unless you can get along. Ricky, you can't be in my life unless you can get along with my brother, Oli, you can't be in my life unless you can get along with my boyfriend and the father of my children" she said.

"Actually, it's child, he's only the father of Topanga" Oliver said.

"It's children Oli, Ricky's raising them both. Can't accept it, then get out of my life" she said.

I think we've reached a new level of pissing Andy off...