Doki Doki Movie Club! - A SM AU Fanfiction!

62: Rick's Confession.

TW // OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR, STALKING IMPLICATIONS, INSANITY, CREEPY BEHAVIOR.

"Heh.. alright.." Ethan says with a little chuckle, his brows raising in slight happiness at the fact that I had said his name. I couldn't help but feel like his name had just come out on its own—after all, helping him did seem a little more..

"I don't mind you deciding to help me." Ethan shrugs. Arching a brow, he asks, "How about Sunday—"

"What?! You've gotta be fucking kidding me!" Kevin yells—his voice a lot more firm than before. "You're not even giving us a fair chance here!"

"..Kevin—it is a fair chance. They decided who to pick. Don't pressure them." Ethan spoke cautiously in return.

"Don't pressure them? You're the one who pressured them into picking you." Rick snarled. "This really isn't fair at all, Ethan. You're just taking them away so you can have them for yourself."

"Rick, I didn't even do anything. They decided for themself. Not to mention, I didn't even ask them to choose me." Ethan replied back with a frown upon his lips, placing a hand on his hip. "You're not really being mature about this. It's just a—"

"I'm not being mature..?" A cold tone laced itself into Rick's words, and the room fell silent. Ethan's lips remained tightly shut into a frown, Kevin only stared with slightly wide eyes, and I nearly flinched back from the sudden change of atmosphere.

"..you mean to tell me.. hah.. that I'm not being mature?" A laugh forced itself out of Rick's mouth for a moment—yet no grin was upon his face. "Don't tell me you're that delusional. Don't tell me you're that insane.. or self-obsessed. You.. you mean to tell me that I'm not being mature when you take them away at every single turn?"

Rick took a slight step foward. I felt my chest growing heavy as he walked closer to Ethan with wide eyes—his mouth hanging open. "..you know.. I don't think you understand me. Or anything at all. You don't understand what I'm going through. Maybe you'd understand though.. if you found a bridge and took a leap off of it. You'd understand what it fucking feels like to have to go through the pain of talking to you everyday. I have many suggestions of what'd make you understand if you want me to keep going here, but I don't really want to talk to you anymore right now.."

"..uhh.. Rick..?" Kevin's voice sounded a little uncertain as he stepped away, raising a hand.

Ethan stared up at Rick—a bead of sweat trickling down his face, before a sigh escaped his mouth. He reached his arms out protectively in front of Kevin, and then glanced behind himself.

"..Kevin.. I think maybe we should go. Rick doesn't seem like he wants either of us here right now." Ethan spoke slowly with his brows furrowing—letting his eyes drift back to Rick as he spoke his name.

"See..? Maybe there's something there in that tiny brain of yours after all.." Rick hissed.

I felt myself stiffen up. I attempted to follow them as Kevin and Ethan slowly went toward the door, but.. it felt like something in me froze. Rick followed behind them with deep heavy thuds of his footsteps—clenching his fists. When Ethan got closer to the door however, he turned his head slightly, and attempted to give me a weak smile.

"..don't worry, new member. I'm sure you'll understand the point of whatever Rick wants to tell you. Hahahah.." Ethan's laughter fades as he's shoved out of the door, and the door slams shut. Rick remains standing still for a moment—breathing heavily, before he turns around to face me.

My heart begins to beat anxiously. I swallow. I can feel my skin growing sweaty. Instinctively, the moment I saw his wide eyes stare at me like I was meat and he was some kind of predator—I took a step back.

Rick then spoke—after letting out a sigh. "..finally. I.. hah.. I really didn't want him in here anymore. I don't want anyone else to be with us here anymore. All I wanted.. was for us to just be alone. I don't think I really wanna be with anyone other than you right now."

He then began to take steps foward, approaching me. I felt myself trying to walk back—nearly hitting a few objects behind me in the process. "..please.. don't listen to what Ethan has to say. Or what Kevin has to say. Come to my house.. please.. we can spend the whole day together. I'll take good care of you while you're there. I promise."

Rick continued to breathe heavily. I let out a small grunt—J felt my foot slightly hit a random box that was on the floor, and I caught myself on a shelf that was next to me.

He exhaled. "..oh.. I really have a problem. But.. but I honestly don't care anymore. You've made me crazy.. but—but just being with you makes me feel greater than I have in my whole life. You mean so much to me. I can't stop thinking about you.. even when I'm at home, or whenever I'm at some other useless job I decided to take. I.. I need you. I want to revolve my whole life around you. Nothing else matters anymore."

I then winced as I felt a pain strike my ankle—and the pain quickly spread to my back. I had tripped on something. The rug perhaps. I.. I had fallen to the ground. On my back.

I tried to lift myself up, but the moment I saw Rick approaching closer, I froze. He then knelt down before me—his eyes wide. I could hear his heavy and sharp breaths.

"I don't think anyone's ever made me feel this happy. I know that I'm insane. But I really can't stop how I feel. It feels like something is gonna happen any moment due to how I feel. But I just can't stop. I need to tell you this.. I.." Rick's hand then reached foward, and he gripped my shoulder tightly. I winced again.

"..I love you. I really do. It feels like ever thought I've ever had in my brain has been corrupted by you. It feels like all I ever want to think about is you. I love you so much I even—I even found your house.. and stole some belongings from you. And you didn't even notice. Hah.. you don't even notice.." Rick's grip became tighter. I felt myself biting back a scream.

"..I even went as far as to steal that paper from you.. just to feel like I was touching the remainder that the traces of your hands left on it. I wanna have you rip me open and use me a shelter.. so you never feel in danger.. so I can be of use to you.. so you never feel lonely.." Rick's other hand went to my wrist, and held it even tighter. It felt like any moment now, my hand was about to explode from how hard he was holding it.

"I'll be yours.. I don't care whoever else might want me. Because I don't think there's anyone else who does. Just you. Please.. tell me that you love me too.. please tell me if you accept my confession or not.." He begged firmly—still exhaling and inhaling heavily.

I didn't.. know what to do. Or what to even say. Or what I could say. What was I supposed to do in this situation when he was basically looming over me like this?! I couldn't even predict how he'd react. I..

I had to choose. There was no telling how he'd react either way. But.. I didn't have a choice.

OPTIONS:
"YËS"
"NØ"