{feetsie friends~} - Mort x Reader

Chapter 6: Alvin The Abusive

"Who..Who's Alvin..?"

Mort asked, was he puffed some steam out of his ears, and his nose.

"So that's why you had my phone.."

Y/n said, looking down at the 16 missed calls that appeared on her phone screen from 'Alvin - Abusive 😡'

Y/n took a deep breath.
"I..Mort.. He's.. He's my.. Boyfriend. But he's-"

Mort stepped back in shock, to give himself time to process on his own space, as he looked angrily into Y/n's eyes, tears formed in his own yellow orbs, which now had red veins protruding from them. He wasn't angry at Y/n, but at himself and 'Alvin'.

He stepped back even further from Y/n, giving him the space he needed to comprehend this news.

"I should've known. I really should've. I thought what we had was special.. but no.. you're just another hoe. I thought we had something so real, raw.. special. But apparently not. I was lying to my stupid self. A pretty young lady like yourself couldn't fall in love with a 50 year old dusty lemur like me. Goodnight, Y/n. Just take me back to the zoo tomorrow. I won't cause anymore ruckus, I promise."

Y/n felt sorrow in his eyes as he walked away towards his room.

"You're 50!? Whatever, just please, Mort, I-"

"I said goodnight, Y/n."

There was a harsh tone in his voice without the pet-names he usually gave Y/n, as he hurried if and close his door quietly.

Y/n plopped herself right into the couch, and started a stream of water coming from her eyes, like a never ending stream.

'God, I hate Alvin. Why didn't I just break up with him!? And now Mort can't help me with his abuse because he thinks I'm a hoe too!'

She thought, as she cries softly and rubbed her soft, warm hoodie sleeve on her eyes to remove the salty tears that streaked her cold cheeks.

Just then, she felt a big weight fill the spot on the couch next to her, as a pit of familiar, muscly arms felt their way around her waist, pulling her in.

"Hey, shh. It's okay. I'm here."

Mort whispered, moving his digits to her chin as he made her face look up at him. He wiped her remaking tears away with a piece of toilet paper he had stuck on his little foot.

"Baby, please. You just gotta tell me if you don't like me. That's all."

Mort hushed, getting in closer to warm Y/n up.

"I- I do.. just-"

Mort smashed his lips onto Y/n's, bringing her in closer, as she started holding one of his warm hands. It was short, but sweet, only because Y/n rushed away into her room, yelling 'sorry' on the way and slamming her door shut.

Y/n trickled down to door, sitting down behind it in her room, as she began sobbing again.

"God. I'm so stupid. My brain.. its so messed up right now. I can't do anything. I-I can't have Alvin knowing.. he'll kill me.. And Mort hates me.. He can't know I'm falling for a 6'8 Goodman's mouse lemur (Morts actual breed)."

Y/n felt a weight against the other side of the door, as it started to turn the knob and come inside, sitting next to the girl.

"Baby. I don't hate you. I could never hate you. And this Alvin guy won't have the chance to kill you if I'm around. I won't let anyone hurt my baby girl."

Mort gave a low chuckle, then continued.

"Falling for a lemur, huh?"

"Oh. You heard all that?"

"Yep. It was cute."

"Oh shut up Mort."

"Nah."

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Sorry for the short chapter!