𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗲 | 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘺(𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 3)[Choice 1]

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 7

𝚁𝚒𝚌𝚔'𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚅𝚒𝚎𝚠:

11:30 and the kid's not fucking up yet. What the fuck is he doing in there? Playing with himself or something?

I stood up, walking to Morty's room, knocking on the door... nothing.

*Knock knock knock knock knock

Still nothing. I opened the door, seeing an empty bed... Literally empty, no pillow or blanket or Morty. Where the fuck is the kid? Did he run away?

I saw blankets under the bed and fing-yeah, that's Morty. Why would he be under the bed? Fuckin kids these days.

"Morty?" No answer.

I laid down on the ground seeing Morty with screwed shut eyes, tightly gripping his pillows while listening music. I reached out and took his wrist to pull him from under the bed. His eyes shot open and he jumped back before laughing awkwardly. He removed his earphones.

"What the fuck were you doing under the bed, Morty?"

"N-nothing. Just laying here"he said, wriggling out from under the bed

"You don't just lie down under the bed, Morty. Did you... Hurt yourself again?"

"No! No, I didn't, Rick. I just h-had a bad dream, that's all."

"Bad dreams don't make you crawl under the bed either"

"I dreamt about King Jellybean, o-okay! I dreamt that I couldn't... I couldn't stop him, Rick. I-" he said, his eyes slightly filling with tears as he roughly rubbed his nose.

If I only fucking followed him into the bathroom... I could've prevented that from happening, but I didn't, now Morty's a huge fucking wreck at sixteen.

He stared at the ground and I awkwardly moved to sit next to him. I rubbed his back as it started shaking... He's still a fuckin kid... Different than all the others, almost like me.

"Rick... He-he touched me and I-I was so f-fucking scared, I couldn't even cry for you. When he pushed me into th-that fuckin dirty stall... I didn't know what to do."

"Shhhh, I know, Morty... I know what almost happened, Kid. He won't get you, Morty, he's dead." I muttered.

Morty's eyes widened as he looked up at me. Questions filling them.

"I killed h-him when we got home. You went to the kitchen and I opened a portal and I shot the fucker. "

Morty turned around, hugging me.

" Thank you, Rick... Thanks s-so much. " He said pulling away. Jeez, the kid fucking lost his family... We lost our family and it's my fault, I could show a little sympathy.

" Pleasure, Buddy. Hey, what do you say we go eat some breakfast and go on a adventure huh? " I asked, lightly hitting him on the shoulder.

Morty threw all of his stuff on his bed as he looked around the room.

" R-Rick, you think I can, uhmm ... Fix the room up s-someti-time? "

" Sure Kid, we'll go get stuff when we come back. I'll uhm, I'll help if you want"

Morty's eyes lit up as he smiled at me.

" You mean it, Rick? "

" Sure Kid. This room's a sh-shithole anyways."