(06:41 am)
I lay, in my bed, with Rick, completely naked. We're cuddling and just relaxing a little, after the night we had.
Rick gently strokes my cheek as I nuzzle my other cheek against his chest. I let out a soft sigh, only to get a hum from Rick.
"Oh... It's nothing... It's just that we might have to get up now..." I sadly state.
"Why...?" Rick asks, stopping with the stroking. I giggle.
"Well, Venus could wake up soon and I need to greet the mail... Person." Rick pulls away from me, gazing into my eyes.
"You greet the mail person?" I slowly nod, clearing my throat.
"I told them if I weren't there, then they have permission to walk up to the door and knock on it, incase something happened... You know?" Rick sighs, gently pushing himself against me again.
I shiver slightly when I feel Rick slowly grow on me. I look down, but before I could see anything, Rick lifts my head up and kisses me, making my cheeks heat up.
I kiss him back, slowly lifting my leg up to his waist. I move my foot to Rick's lower back, pulling him closer to me. I slowly pull away, giggling.
"One more round before getting out of bed?" I whisper to Rick as he eagerly kisses my neck and jaw. Rick chuckles softly.
"You read my mind."
Time skip
(07:41 am)
I walk out of the house, walking to the mailbox where the mailman, Dylan, stands. Rick and I took a shower, not together, and just cleaned up after our little fun.
"How're ya?" Dylan asks. My solemn expression changes to the most happiest smile I've ever made.
"I think I'm in love." Dylan's grin widens.
"Daaaamn. Could we go on a double date some time?" I giggle and shrug.
"We're gonna have to ask the guys." Dylan laughs, placing a hand on their hip.
Dylan is transgender. I've been their friend since before the transition even. I mean, it doesn't matter what gender you are. Plus, their boyfriend doesn't even mind.
Dylan told me that they feel like a male in a female's body, yet still like other men. So, I helped them out and gave them some money to get the transition... I'm such an amazing person.
"Yeah. So, I gotta go. Have a great day, darling." Dylan says before going to the next house.
"See you around, Dylan." I say loud and clear for them to hear. I turn around, making my way to my door.
"Wait!" I hear Beth call, making me walk faster "(y/n), please!" I slightly look down as I grasp onto the doorknob. I turn the doorknob, leaving the door closed. Should I listen or should I ignore her?
"Mom?" Morty calls Beth. Great, now I must stay to seem nice or whatever. I silently grunt and let go of the door.
I walk over to Beth and glance at Morty, shooting him a smile. I give my attention to Beth.
"Yeah?" I ask with a bored expression. Beth takes a deep breath.
"I-I miss my dad... Could we just out everything behind us and..." she trails off, staring at my neck.
"And what?" I ask with slight attitude, getting quite annoyed with her.
"What's that on your neck?" Beth points. I can't see it, because, well, it's my neck. I shrug.
"Skin." Beth rolls her eyes. Her soft face hardens immediately.
"What's that red mark on your neck, (y/n)?" my eyes widen slightly. Rick you mother fucker. Literally.
"Got it from work..." I say with slight uncertainty. Beth scoffs, folding her arms "What?"
"YoU'rE sLeEpInG wItH mY dAd!" Beth wines. I roll my eyes.
"You're married to a dumbass." I narrow my eyes, folding my arms as well "Yet I never told you to stop seeing him."
"You're a murderer."
"And Jerry doesn't have a job and is more stupid than a premature newborn." Beth slaps me. I exhale sharply before sending my fist to her cheek with all my strength.
Beth backs away, wiping some blood dripping from her nose. With a growl, she lunges herself towards me. Being light on my feet, I spin around Beth and grip onto her arms.
Beth breaks free easily, since I didn't even try holding her properly. Beth tries throwing a punch, but I duck and slide through the gap between her legs. Taking advantage of her, I jump onto her back, making us both fall to the ground.
Beth and I choke each other, rolling around, trying to get dominance. We start screaming and shouting at each other as I start pulling her hair roughly.
"TrY mE, bItCh!" I yell at Beth just before she pushes me to the side, wanting to be on top.
Immediately, she starts scratching my cheeks with her reeeeaally short nails.
"I'll kill you!" I laugh and kick Beth of me. I tackle her, pinning her hands to the ground as I sit on her waist.
"I'd like to see you try." I feel something burning inside of my chest. Not in a bad way... It's quite satisfying.
It feels like something just clicked in my head, like my work-self is coming out... The one side of me which I feared creeping out of my mind... Out of my soul...
To be honest... I only kept my job, because I needed to let out some steam... And now... Now I can't control my anger...
I feel like I need to give Beth what she deserves... She tried taking Rick away and now I'm gonna make her pay... While making some rhymes to pass the times...
I giggle a little, thinking about what I just 'said'. Beth growls and throws me onto the ground again.
"You think this is funny?!"
"Yeah! You're a fucking joke!" I punch her, feeling that fire inside of me again.
Time skip
"W-wha(burp)t's wrong with you two?" Rick asks, his hands on his hips. Beth and I are sitting on my living room couch, both facing our bodies away from each other with our arms crossed.
I squeeze my lips together, making the slot on my bottom lip burn. Beth and I beat the shit out of each other. She has a blue eye with a missing tooth. We scratched each other, making blood smear all over each other.
My arm was dislocated, but I popped it back into its joint before kicking Beth's stomach.
"You t(burp)wo are women! Gr-grown women! Yo(burp)u're supposed to be more calm an-and not fight. You h(burp)ave kids w-who make judgments over what you say and do." Rick says, wanting to reprimand us. Beth scoffs.
"What?" I hiss at her, glancing at her face.
"Its funny how dad isn't taking your side since you two are soulmates."
"Beth, we're not even dating. So what if we live together and had sex? You're just jealous that he treats me better than he treats you." Beth glares at me with a growl.
"Holy shit." Rick spits at us. Beth and I stay silent, not taking our eyes off of each other "Is this really what this is about? Beth, I moved in here to make a point. You don't have to go around beating my friends."
"Friends don't know how friends taste!"
"Shut it, Beth! In my house, we do NOT quote Camila Cabello in this house!" I shout at her "Melanie Martinez, Billie Eilish, Shawn Mendes, SpongeBob SquarePants, Gordian Ramsey. They're fine, but I draw the line at Camila Cabello."
"Half of my heart is in H--" I smack Beth with the back of my hand. Rick groans and sits down next to us, laying his arms over our shoulders.
"Lo(burp)ok, I-I don't wanna be in the middle of yo(burp)u two. Just work o-out your problems. You two are friends, for fucks sake."
"OK, sorry." I give Rick a quick kiss with a small smile.
"Oh, now you're gonna start." Beth jumps onto Rick's lap, startling him "Daddy, I love you. I want you to come back home."
"This is sick." I gag, looking away. I shake my head and stand up "I can't right now." I rush up the stairs, ignoring Rick's pleads for me to stay.
It's gross. She's a grown ass woman asking her 70 year old dad to move back in with her as she sits on his lap.
I stroll to my room, slamming the door behind me. I plop down onto my bed, face first.
"Why'd I feel that...?" I mumble to myself "Tha... That feeling..." I turn around, now facing the ceiling. I sigh softly, letting my body relax "Maybe it was just in my head... But... But was it...?"
I mean... My dad's dad was in a war and, from what my dad told me, he has bloodlust... The desire to kill others...
I kinda like the feeling when I do work, but... It's not what I felt with Beth... Ursula's mom was a mass murderer...
I don't know... Could it have passed down onto me?
I hear a knock on my door, the sound rips me away from my thoughts as I clear my throat.
"Come in!" I shout, sitting up straight. The door slowly opens with Rick walking in. He gives me a weak smile and sits down on the edge of my bed.
"Hey..." I return his smile.
"Hi. Is Beth gone? Not that I don't want her here, it's jus--"
"Th-tha(burp)t's what I wanted to talk about." Rick states, making me go silent. I pull my knees up to my chest, hugging my legs tightly.
"What is it?" I ask in a whisper, not being able to talk normally. Rick clears his throat, scooting closer to me.
"Well," Rick starts, slightly scratching the back of his neck "I-I'm mo(burp)ving back." my heart drops, making my breath hitch.
"You're leaving? You just got here."
"I know... B-but i dont think we should live together just yet." my eyes begin to water and immediately I look away, placing my cheek on my knees. With a sigh, Rick lays his hand on my shoulder.
I shut my eyes, sniffing a little. Rick gently pushes my legs down and pulls me into a hug. Without hesitating, I wrap my arms around him.
"I'm sorry, but..." Rick trails off. Sighing, he softly places his chin on me.
"Why?" my voice cracks. I pull away to stare into Rick's eyes "Why leave?"
"Um..." I let go of Rick, hugging my legs again.
"You don't even know why you wanna leave... Is it me?" Rick shakes his head.
"No! You d-did(burp)n't do anything."
"Then why do you wanna leave? You can tell me if I did something... I'm used to being criticized by now..." it's sad, but it's true. As much as I wish I didn't say that, I don't want to lie.
"But you did nothing..." I sigh shakingly.
"Don't lie, Rick..." he slowly shakes his head "D-did she bribe you or-or something?" Rick looks away, running a hand through his messy hair.
It felt like he stabbed me, but it's more painful than a knife bolting into my skin. It feels like he stabbed me and is squeezing a salted lemon over the gash.
"I wou(burp)ldn't s-say 'bribe'..." Rick states, meeting my gaze again "Its noth--"
"If it was nothing, you would have chosen to stay instead." I hiss, my bottom lip quivering. Rick scoffs, obviously taken aback by my comment.
"Just 'cause I'm lea(burp)ving, doesn't mean you need to act so rude to me." I silently scoff.
"I'm rude?" Rick's eyes slightly widen, slightly backing away from me "Yeah! I make remarks, drink all day, lock myself in the garage and ignore everyone's existence. Oh, wait. That's what you do!"
I slightly grip onto my sheets as I internally growl at him. My eyes shoot daggers into his, my lips squeezed together, my heart pounding I'm my chest. So loud that I can feel in in my ears.
"You wanna say that I'm a rude bitch, well, you haven't even seen my rude side, honey." I say with attitude. Rick rolls his eyes with an annoyed groan.
"Oh, I'm soooo sca(burp)red." Rick says, taking out his flask. As he lifts it to his lips, I smack it out of his hands, making him shoot his head to face me "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Everything." my voice cracks again, my gaze softening "Everything is wrong with me, you know that. Everyone knows that. Why ask the question of you already know the answer?"
Rick's face softens, his tense shoulders fall. I sigh, slightly narrowing my eyes.
"I-I didn't mean the question."
"Yet you still asked." I stand up and walk out of my room WITH Rick following. I march to my fridge and pull out a small water bottle.
"(y/n)."
"Whaaaaaat?" I close the fridge door and loosen the bottle cap.
"You can't just walk out on me--"
"Why shouldn't I?" I lift the bottle to my lips "You're doing the same." I mumble into it before taking a sip. Rick loudly scoffs, folding his arms.
"You really wanna go there, huh?"
"You started this, Rick."
Morty's P. O. V.
I hear muffled arguing while I'm in my bed. I sigh and shut my laptop, pulling up my pants. I get out of bed and make my way downstairs.
"Mom, dad, can you please not argue." I plead as I stumble downstairs, only to find my parents in the living room, minding their own business, well, were. They look at me with confused faces.
"We're not arguing..." Jerry says slowly. Beth nods slowly, agreeing to his statement. I hum, even more confused.
The muffled shouting gets louder, catching my attention again. I walk over to the kitchen, looking out the window.
I gasp loudly when I see Rick and (y/n) exchanging glares while screaming at the top of their lungs. I gently grip onto the counter, jumping onto my toes as I try making out what they're saying.
"You... Just... Fuck... Bitch...!" Rick yells, most of his words sounding distant. Rick throws up his arms.
"Well... I... Fee... Too!" (y/n) shouts back. I immediately rush out of the kitchen and to the front door.
"Morty, where are you going?" Beth asks.
"Can't talk now! Saving Rick's relationship!"
"You're not even wearing shoes."
"Don't care!" I swing the door open and sprint over to (y/n)'s house. I bang on the door, but nobody answers, only more shouting, like they're trying to cover the sound.
"MOMMY!" I hear Venus scream. I slam the door open and see Venus scream-crying by the kitchen doorway.
"Venus!" I shout and bolt to her side. I pull her into a hug, ignoring the screaming couple in the kitchen.
Venus cries historically as I lift her off her feet. She wraps her legs around my waist.
"Its going to be ok, Venus." she buries her face in my neck, holding onto me tightly.
I leave the house again, gently closing the door behind me. I walk back to my house and slip in, walking up to my room. I freeze on the staircase once I hear Beth shout my name.
"Where were y--" I hear her call out to me.
"N-nowhere!" I immediately bolt to my room and accidentally slam the door "Shit." I mumble to myself.
Venus chokes on tears, she even has hiccups. I sigh and stroll over to my bed. I sit down and gently rock myself as I cradle Vemus in my arms.
"Shh..." I hush her, softly rubbing my hand over her back. Venus calms down a little, still wetting my shirt, gripping onto my shoulders.
My door opens with Jerry coming in. His eyes widen once he spots the crying toddler in my arms.
"What happened?" he asks. I softly growl at him. Did Jerry not hear anything? Any of the shouting?
"(y/n) and Rick are fighting and Venus was scared. I wanted to sit them down and have a chat, but Venus..."
I look down at Venus, her eyes puffy, tears streaming down her bright red. She whimpers quietly.
"Finally, she sees who the real Rick is." Jerry mumbles, leaving me alone. I sigh stroking Venus's hair as she sniffs.
"Mommy..." Venus whispers under her breath. I hold her tighter, feeling my own eyes tear up. I squeeze my eyes shut, clinging onto Venus some more.
"I'm sorry..."
(y/n)'s P. O. V.
"Are you even liste(burp)ning?!" Rick yells at me. We stand in my living room. I try my best to ignore him, not wanting to fight anymore. I've calmed down a little and, knowing Rick, he just wants to be right and prove his point, so, of course, he's going to want to argue.
"Rick, calm your tits." I spin around and gave Rick, giving him a bored expression "I'm not interested in arguing."
"I'm not arg(burp)uing! I'm just telling you why I'm right!" Rick's chest rises and falls rapidly, I can even hear his heart beating, not loudly, but it's still there.
I roll my eyes with a soft groan. I fold my arms, glaring back at Rick.
"Just fucking listen!"
"It doesn't matter if I listen or not, you'll leave either way!" I screech at Rick, feeling a heavy thing fall onto my chest.
"Going back to that, huh?!" I blink away tears as I shake my head.
"Rick, I'm just stating a fact, I don't want to talk to you right now." I breathe out, slightly shaking.
"Neither do I!" Rick shouts, making me feel something I hadn't felt in years. Fear. I take a deep breath, closing my eyes.
"Then why the fuck are you still here?" Rick's heavy breathing stops for a few seconds before he sighs loudly.
I take a peek at him, seeing his expression soft, yet cold. His tense body looks calm and he stares into my eyes.
"I don't know..." Rick softly mumbles.
"Then, I think you should leave... You can get your things later... And, please..." i look down, closing my eyes again "Please give me your key..."
Time skip
(06:11 pm)
I
sit on the kitchen floor, a bottle of vodka in my left hand and my phone in my right. I take a gulp from my drink, tears flowing down my cheeks like rivers.
Venus was so scared and didn't want to stay with me, so I told Peter to pick her up.
While he was here, I said 'You win'. I mean, he has the kids, a loving girlfriend, a great house and is just happy...
Rick came back, only to take his things. I couldn't even see him, so I locked myself in my bedroom.
I stayed there for hours and when I came out, he was gone. Everything of his. I knew it would've happened, but I wasn't prepared...
So, here I am... Being depressed about losing Rick and my kids... Drinking away the pain, even if it doesn't help...
I scroll through my whatsapp contacts, not sure if I should talk to anyone... Maybe Rick... But no... I can't even if I was forced to by gunpoint...
I miss him. I miss my family. My friend... Everyone... Even Bobby... I wonder if Rick took him... I should ask--no! No. No...
The thought of Rick makes goosebumps grow all over my skin, more tears fall to my shirt.
"Rick..." I slowly shake my head and take a swig of my drink again. I can't do this anymore. I keep on losing people... I keep on getting hurt... Why can't I just keep someone in my life?
I gasp, my eyes widen. I jump to my feet and rush to my office room, leaving my vodka on the floor, along with my phone.
I jump done onto my chair and flip open my laptop. I turn it on, along with all my other monitors.
"Time for some research..." I mumble and start tapping away on my keyboard.
I search around for an asylum in Miami... Looking around for my sister... The one person I hadn't seen in years... She might be crazy, but she's my last hope of family... Since everyone's leaving...
I find her. Everything about her. From which sell she sleeps in to how she behaves towards the guards.
I lightly chuckle with a smirk spreading across my face. A warm feeling appears in my chest, making me inhale sharply. I sigh softly, my eyes water from joy.
"Oh, Athena... You might hate me, but... I'll break you out... Even if it's the last thing I do..." I whisper, slowly shaking my head "I just need a plan... But I'm coming..."