We'll Be Tonightless(Ricky Horror FanFic)

Chapter 16

2 Weeks After Ray's Funeral~
Ricky hasn't been himself lately. He's been extremely distant and I suspect  he's cheating.
However, I know it's because Ray was his little sister and he lost her.
I'm frustrated at Ray because she never expressed her sadness to me and I could've helped her if I had known. She might still be alive.
I sit on the windowsill at 4am, waiting for Ricky to come home shitfaced again.
I'm externally emotionless but internally, I'm shattered. I wish he'd just talk to me, tell me how he really feels.
I see him stumbling to the door downstairs and run to the front door.
"Ricky...please talk to me. Tell me how you feel. Let me help you." I plead, tears pooling in my eyes.
"Leave me alone woman," He slurs out, nearly face planting.
"Damn Ricky watch out. Please talk to me. Please," I try to plead again.
When he remains silent, I try again.
"Ricky please." I press and he snaps.
"Would just leave me the fuck alone already. God you're so fucking annoying. Ricky tell me this, Ricky tell me that? Ricky are you okay? Tell me how you feel Ricky. Blah blah fucking blah. I'll tell you this, bars girls are great in bed." And as he says the last part, a sinister grin spreads across his face and he stumbles past me and my shattered heart.
The flood gates open and I run to the bathroom upstairs. I take a deep breath and push my hair away from my face, crying and freaking out at the same time.
I open the medicine cabinet and take one of my sleeping pills.
I make my way to the guest room and lock the door when I step in.
I plop on the bed and pass out.
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When I wake up, it's 2:30 in the afternoon.
I get up and walk out of the guest room and find Ricky passed out on the couch downstairs.
I rolled my eyes and get out some strong alcohol.
I down half the bottle and get ice in a cup and pour water in it. I smirk wickedly and almost stumble into the floor.
I laugh at myself and pour the water all over Ricky, causing him to shoot up and annoyed surprise.
"What the fuck Nicole!" He screams and I just laugh.
"This isn't fucking funny!" He yells again.
"I bet those bar gurls were laughing when they saw your dick size," I slur and laugh again as I go upstairs to find emergency blades.
I hear Ricky yelling at me faintly and ignore it.
I lock the bathroom door and sloppily cut my arms, only leaving scratched because I'm too drunk to focus.
Ricky knocks on the door and I laugh.
"I have to fucking pee Nicole. Get out." He says angrily and I get up.
I unlock the door and push past him and he stops me.
"Let go," I say and stumble even though I'm standing still.
"You're drunk Nicole." He states the obvious.
"Duh genius. You're only stating the obvious asshole," I spit at him.
"Look, I only said that to make you angry. I was drunk and I'm sorry. I'm having a hard time with Ray's death ok?" He says, tears coming down his face every so often.
"You're sick," I slur and laugh as tears go down my face.
"Leave me alone." I whisper and get out of his grasp but nearly tumble down the stairs.
I feebly stand up and smirk as I go downstairs to drink the rest of the alcohol.
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I wake up and am greeted with a major headache and an uneasy stomach. 
Squinting my eyes, I look around and see that I'm on the couch, wrapped in a blanket.
I scan my memory to see when I managed to get to the couch but I can't remember.
My stomach contents start to come up so I run to the bathroom and throw up consistently until I'm just dry heaving.
I sit against the wall and hold my head in my hands, crying because the emotions of Ray's death and her never being able to see me again is too much to bare.
I crave my blade but decide against it and continue to sob my grief away.
I feel arms embrace me and wonder when the door opened because I never heard it.
"Nicole, come here." Ricky says softly and I latch onto him, continuing to sob and cry.
He says nothing and continues to hold me as I cry, feeling his own tears as he lays his head on my shoulder while mine is on his.
"I miss her so much..." I whisper as the tears continue.
"I know baby, I do too," he sniffles as his voice breaks and I grip him tighter.
"Okay, let's get you up." He says softly, sniffling still.
He gently grips my arms and helps me stand up.
"You must have a terrible headache. Let's get you some medicine." He says softly and leads me upstairs.
I lay down in what was once our bed and stare at the wall.
He later returns with a glass of water and Advil.
He sits on the edge of the bed and gently strokes my hair as I take the medicine and drink the entire glass of water.
"Do you want me to go or do you want me to stay?" He asks quietly.
"Stay, please." I beg silently.
He nods and I see a ghost of a smile play at his beautiful lips.
He climbs under the covers and brings me closer to him and we sleep the day away.
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WOW it's been like 2 or three years? Maybe idk but it's been a hella long time but I'm backkkkk. I'm trying my hardest to work on these stories and Chapter 3 was deleted for some reason? Alright bye now.
~Ash