The Diary

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       I lifted the journal, unsure of whether or not I should look inside. On the one hand, it was Morty's, so he probably had a few secrets. On the other, why would he be mad if I wanted to know what his secrets were. Maybe there are things in here that could help me?  

       Oh, what the hell. I lifted the cover, finding an entry from when Morty was around 14.

       Rick and I went somewhere. He had me carry mega seeds for him, after I'd broken my legs. He didn't tell me I had to turn the boots on until after I was tumbling down that stupid cliff. Rick must've though I was so stupid. He had to go to another dimension and find something to fix my stupid actions. I felt so stupid that day, angry at both Rick and myself. But I couldn't hate him forever. He would always have that something that pulled me back.

       I remembered that. I didn't tell him to turn the boots on, and then I called him out for being an idiot. But that was my mistake. And that last line. Was this when he first started to realize?

       We went to visit on of Rick's ex's, Unity. Her planet was so cool, the people were literally one. But Summer messed it up, she made people sick. Unity wasn't too pissed though. 
       We tried to leave, but Rick didn't want to. He stayed with Unity. He wanted her, and she wanted him, so of course something was going to happen. I was fine, a little pissed with Rick for not realizing we needed his help or anything. But something about that really did hurt. The thought of Rick with Unity made me upset. Maybe this is a part of growing up. These emotions are confusing me. I would ask Summer, but she'd call me crazy. Mom and dad are kind of not the people to talk to about this.
       Rick wouldn't care. That's who he is. He made that clear when he stayed with her, in everything he does. I want to hate him and stop going on those stupid adventures, but I can't. I keep coming back.

       Did that really affect him that much? Me sending him and Summer home that day? I couldn't remember the exact details, but I had sent them away and stayed for a bit. Unity had left me again and I went home. I remembered what happened after that, but not much else. I never really noticed anything was off with Morty.

       Rick turned himself in to the Galactic Federation. It felt so empty for the longest time. Nothing was right without him, and Summer and I didn't know what to do. I tried to forget him, I really did. There wasn't anything I could do. But Summer had a plan and had dragged me with her. We helped get Rick back, the best feeling ever. Everything was back to normal, even if he was a little crazy after that.
        I had my Rick back.

        The time in prison was not my favorite, but it was a fond memory, to think back on how I'd outsmarted those idiots. My favorite thought.

       Rick didn't show up for my birthday. That was fine, I had a normal party with family. But I still wished he'd been there. It wouldn't have been as boring. Mom and dad had us all go over to visit dad's parents and Jacob just made it awkward as hell. I wished Rick would come and pull me out to go on a random adventure, but he never came.
       When we got home, Rick wasn't there. He hadn't shown up for a few hours, popping in at dinner. He had some girl with him and said they had already eaten. He said we wouldn't be going on adventures for a while. That really hurt. But why? Maybe I caught something on one of our adventures?

       That would most likely be Gina. I'd found her while hanging out at a party with BP. I was supposed to be getting something for Morty, for his birthday, but I got sidetracked and wound up drunk and in her bed. We had something for about a week, but I got bored and she was annoying.

       Rick and that girl are still giggling. I can't sleep. They're up all night, which keeps me up. They're always making some sort of sound, and Rick's bed isn't helping with it's constant squeaks. Why does this make me feel sick?