Simply FORGOTTEN (Rick Sanchez x Evil Morty)

chapter 13: I always come back to you

Rick pushed Morty away and gulped uneasily and quickly regretted it, seeing Morty's face become broken and his eyes turn to rivers. Rick couldn't handle seeing this. Morty meant everything to him and he meant nothing to him.... Until now.
Rick shook his head confusingly. He remembered this was not his Morty. Not really. And he'd never be in a million years. In Rick's heart there was always a indestructible wall that simply just couldn't be destroyed or broken into, but only evil Morty was able. He did the impossible in opening Rick's heart to "love". But now that he's gone... He feels there is no room for another in his life. No room for more hurt.

" I'm sorry Morty.... I just....can't." Rick whispered.

Morty just looked away moving his weight to his side of the ship and hid into a ball in the seat in silence. The silence lasted for so long it could cut through anything and Rick didn't necessarily enjoy bringing this kind of pain to Morty. Rick broke the silence with a cough. It was a dry hacking cough that only resulted in Rick pulling out a napkin from his pocket and placing it to his lips. A few moments of coughing made Morty worriedly glance at Rick who pulling away from the napkin which revealed a red dark liquid. "Fuck...." Rick mumbled under his breath.

"R-R-Rick what.... What's wrong?!" Morty asked, his eyes full of fear. Rick only quickly hid the napkin and chuckled a lil. "Nothing. I'm -urp- fine M-Morty." Rick weakly replied turning the ship back on and making the ship go forward back to their home planet.

"N-No!! It's not nothing!! I-I....I saw the napkin R-R-Rick!!" Morty grabbed Rick's arm, which made Rick without warning pull out a injection gun and quickly put it to Morty's skin and making Morty fall asleep. Rick landed the ship in the garage at their house. By that time it was around 2:30am and everyone was asleep. Rick got out and swiftly snuggled Morty into his arms bridal style and headed to the living room, then the stairs and finally to Morty's room where Rick put him to bed and covered him. He sat at the edge of his bed and held his small hand into his and gently squeezed it. "I'm sorry Morty. For everything."

"Something is wrong." Evil Morty grumbled pacing across the garage and throwing the gun in his hand against the wall. "I just feel....." Morty replied putting his hand to his heart and felt the beat in between his finger tips. Shortly after he sat down in his chair and grabbed a device and studied it intensely. "N-No....That can't be." He growled frustrated, "how is Rick's health deteriorating?! What is going on with him??"
Morty quickly searched his lab for some sort of stress reliever. He searched his desk drawers and wrapped his hands around a small box and pulled it out revealing menthol cigarettes. He pulled one out shakily and put it to his mouth, grabbing a match and scraping its tip to his desk's surface making it ignite into a flame and lighting his cigarette. Evil Morty knew Rick was in danger. He was getting older. Getting weaker. But what was now wrong with him was completely different then he thinks it is. To properly diagnose the cause he'd have to examine Rick in person. But about now, he already said he'd stay away. He knows it's bad to see his Rick but he has no choice. He must see him no matter what. He had made his decision to see him, no matter how wrong if was. He still loved and cared for him and couldn't abandon him again, not now, not ever.
Evil Morty walked into the living room only for a brief moment before bumping into evil Rick. "Your still here?" Evil Morty asked, glancing at the portal gun on evil Rick's hip holster. "Yeah. This is where I -urp- fucking l-live. Why do you even ask?"

'This is incredibly irritating....I'll never get that portal gun' Morty thought angrily.
"No reason. Just thought you'd leave." Evil Morty shrugged. Evil Rick eyed him closely, resulting quick to anger. "I know-urp- exactly what you want." He replied, "And you will never get it."

Evil Morty put his hands on his extra gun in his pocket and glared daggers into evil Rick's eyes as Rick returned the same.
"Is that a challenge Rick?" Morty asked stepping away from evil Rick.

"Only if you -uuurp- see it to be."

"So be it."

Both of them quickly unraveled random guns and got to cover, reloading their guns. Morty's mind raced quickly and came to one deadly conclusion all for his Rick.

'Only one of us will make it out of here. And it's going to be me.'

(A lil short this time. Sorry guys for waiting so long ik u deserved more. I'm just incredibly tired rn. Hoped u liked it)