Aww Geez! (Morty x Reader) (Complete) *2018*

Unravel Me Slow • Y/N

You sat with Morty on the couch, not remembering who he was, what you guys were.. what you had..

Y/N POV

This Morty figure and I sat on the couch, watching Ball Founders.

I sat abnormally close to Morty, I feel sick. I feel as if a bunch of butterflies died in my stomach.

I look at my wrists, they were slit? Was I depressed at some point. Why can't I remember what happened. Why can I remember these people. This can't be the first time I met Morty, is it?

"Morty, what's today?" I asked him.
"T-tuesday." He responded.

"Tuesday?" I mumble under my breath.

"But we moved in on a Sunday, of last week." I cocked an eyebrow.

"Excuse me, may I use the bathroom?" I asked.
"It's upstairs, take a right." He pointed, he sighed.

"Thank you."

I head up stairs, I was stopped by a blue haired figure.

"I'm Rick." He wipe his tears away. He looked like he's been crying for a while.

He kept walking away.

"Wubba Lubba Dub Dub." He sighed.

"Wubba Lubba Dub Dub." Why do I know what that means.

I head for the bathroom, locking the door.

I closed the toilet, putting the lid down and rubbed my temples.

I text get a text from Mom

*Ding ding*

Mom: How everything?

Me: Well

Mom: Okay! Dad and I will be back soon.

What did she mean by soon? They left? Hold on...

My phone!

I look at text messages from Morty.

I tear up..

"I must have committed Suicide. That explains the cuts and this numb feeling." I cry.

"I love you?" I read.

"Morty, I must of loved Morty." I cry louder.

"I must of told him, because, he loved me too!" I wiped away the tears.

"Wubba Lubba Dub D-"

I crash onto the floor, knocked out cold.

No one came in?

I immediately revived myself.

"Odd." I mutter.

"Wait, Morty, Morty." I tap my chin.

Then it hit me.

I remembered everything.

I unlocked the bathroom door and dash down the stairs.

I saw Morty standing up to go somewhere.

I rush up to him and crash my lips onto his.

He stiffened, but then started crying.

I pull back, hugging him tight.

"I love you." I yell.
"I love you, I love you, I love you!" I swing him around.

"You remember!" He cried.
"Oh course I do!" I put him down, remembering what happened last.

"Morty, I sorry I killed myself." Tears run down my face, enough water to make rivers with.