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He Can't Be Trusted - Rick Sanchez X Reader
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Ongoing, First published Aug 03, 2017
Mature
You have lived across the street from the Smith's family for 3 years by now. You would hear loud sounds and shouting from the house from time to time, but never thought much of it. "Just a family being a family, I guess..." you'd say. You went on living in your house alone and minding your own business until one day you looked outside your bedroom window to see something that forever changed your life. Care to check it out?


This is a Rick and Morty fanfiction and I do not own the characters or show, the only thing I own is the story. I decided to make my own cover for once, so I own the cover. 

-Warning- Contains profanity and sensitive topics, please be mature enough to read this book. May contain smut and lemon if readers request it enough... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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***Completed: I had written out a wedding scene but didn't feel like finishing it*** You stood with your back against the lamp post, trying not to break down in the middle of the street. Based on how dark it was out, it was probably around three in the morning- nobody would be able to see if you started crying. But it didn't matter to you. Because Greasers don't cry. They're not supposed to- it doesn't meet their personality, their stereotype. "You okay, kid?" You could recognize the voice who asked those three simple, infuriating words. You kept your head down and balled your fists, wishing that he would get the hint that you didn't want to talk. "Go away, Winston." "Come on, kid, I just want to make sure that you're okay." You could feel him place a hand on your shoulder- a gentle touch that gave a sense of genuine care. "Like hell you do," you reply, shrugging your shoulder so that his hand fell away. "None of you dumbass Greasers care about nothing but girls and cars and smoking pot behind the cops' backs. You guys are self-centered, righteous assholes. I can see why the Socs hate you losers so fucking much."