can't kill love - rick and morty x reader

16. crash landing

a/n : hey :) once again the song provided for the chapter doesn't really suit the first part, so if you like to play the song while reading, you will see a note saying start playing :p
happy reading!

december 7th
24 days left

pov : y/n

"i cannot believe you rick!!!!" beth screamed.

rick, summer, jerry and i were all at the dining table eating our dinner in silence.

beth was pacing like a bull, her face red with enragement.

"my son is almost dead! you can't keep fucking around like this!" beth shouted.

rick tried to argue back but couldn't get a word out since beth kept interrupted him.

"and you! why aren't you even fazed?!" beth said turning to jerry.

"me? what's this got to do with me now? your dad is the bad one, remember?" jerry said.

"our son is upstairs knocked out with a huge wound in his leg and you're not even bothered! that's what it's got to do with you!" beth shouted.

"listen, beth, sweetie. it won't happen again." rick said neutrally.

"yeah. it won't. because no more adventures!" beth announced.

i looked at rick. he finally looked up at his daughter and made eye contact with her.

"i can do what the fuck i want, honey."

uh oh. uh oh. i mentally prepared myself to hear beth explode. instead she turned to me.

"sweetheart, y/n. why don't you go and take a plate of left over dinner upstairs to morty while i fucking beat the shit out of rick." beth passive aggressively smiled.

rick scoffed. summer didn't even notice this all happened. she was on her phone too busy talking to her friends.

"um... sure beth!" i said politely has i could. god she is scary when she's mad.

i went upstairs with the food and knocked on mortys door. no answer, he must still be asleep.

i walked into his room and there he was tucked under his sheets.

"wake up morty." i whispered, lightly shaking him.

"urgh, what happened. why do i feel like i've been ran over 20 times." morty said tiredly.

"you got shot in the leg, morty." i said.

"what!? oh no! w-will i n-n-need to get it chopped off?!? please tell me i won't need to get it chopped off!" morty panicked.

"shut up whining, you're cool. it's just a wound. lucky the bullet skimmed you." i chucked.

"oh my god. thank you sweet jesus." morty sighed.

"anyway, i got you some food." i smiled handing the plate over to morty as i sat on the edge of his bed.

"i'm your daughter!"
"you can't do this!"
"shut the fuck up!!!!"

we heard muffled screaming from rick and beth downstairs.

"i guess mom found out i got shot in the leg." morty sighed.