Welcome Home//Rick Sanchez X Reader

11) My man, Greg

"G-Greg...?" you ask, slightly tilting your head. The man grunts loudly and stomps his foot against the concrete floor. The sound echoes as the walls and ground vibrates.

"How don't you remember me?!" he hisses. You whimper and look down "I'm Colt Silverman." he says in a slightly annoyed tone, walking up to you.

"Fuck. I know, I know." you try shaking your head, but the chains just get stronger, making you screech.

Colt raises one of his four red skinned hands, placing it on your cheek. He quickly closes the gap between you two, kissing you gently as he closes his three red eyes.

He pulls away and brushes a strand of your hair out of your face. Colt sighs.

"I'm sorry about this." he pulls out a remote and presses the huge (f/c) button on it, releasing you from the chains. You fall forward, being caught by Colt, who pulls you close.

"Sorry for taking you, baby." he whispers into your ear as you awkwardly hug him back "I-I just wanted you back..."

"I left for a reason." you push Colt off of you "You know I couldn't stay..." Colt sighs and turns around, not wanting to face you and wanting to be dramatic.

"I know. You left a note." Colt folds his hands behind his back as he starts walking away from you "How's Blade?"

"Fuck." you mumble, remembering that you just disappeared while at the hospital "Colt, you can't just abduct me and think that things would be fine."

Colt glances at you over his shoulder with a glare, making you feel uneasy, so you ruffle your feathers a little and drop your gaze to the ground.

"If I came up to you, you would've ran or something, am I right?" you nod. A shiver runs down your spine as you feel Colt's hand grab onto yours, intertwining his fingers with yours.

"I hate you." you whisper to Colt and pull your hand away "You're honestly the worst." Colt's taken aback by you, scoffing loudly.

"And here I thought you and I were in love~" you throw you head up and glare at Colt.

"I left with Blade! I took him away! How do you still think I love you?!" you hiss at Colt. He groans.

"You're still the same, Phoenix. Never fucken cha~" you slap Colt, leaving a red hand-print on his cheek. He glares at you before plucking a feather from your wing, making you squeal.

Colt kicks your shin, making you fall to the ground. He wraps his fingers around your neck, squeezing as he lifts you off the ground.

"Looks like you've lost your manners, kitten." Colt chuckles deeply before throwing you against the wall.

You scream in pain, trying to sit up, but keep failing. Colt walks up to you and stomps on your ankle, cracking your bone. You scream even louder.

Breathing heavily, you open your watery eyes only to find Colt face to face with you. He raises a hand, wiping the dripping blood from your forehead to your cheek.

Colt pecks your lips and slaps you, causing you to fall to the side, but he lifts you up again, choking your neck once again. You grip onto his wrists, wanting him to stop.

"Just remember..." Colt whispers as you squirm in his grasp "You're the kitten... I'm the lion... And you know what lion's do to their prey..." you crack a smile, still in pain, you weakly laugh.

"Lions are also fat and ugly." you say through grunts. You actually kind of like lions, but you want to make a point. Colt sighs, tightening his grip.

"Lions also kill whatever they want."

"Get your facts straight, b-b-bitch!" Colt stands up, letting go of your neck. You take deep breaths, feeling your cracked bone be freed from Colt's foot.