Cessation: Chapter Seven
Blacken
Rigby sighed as he slowly walked down the steps of the house, he looked up and saw a vast variety of dark clouds...
"Damn." Rigby cussed, "What a great day to move out..." He said sarcastically, as he began to hear thunder...
He continued to walk as he reached the dirt pavement that met the bottom of the stairs, he began to walk slowly down the path; as he realized it would be awhile until he got to a motel...
Luckily, he had scrapped enough money together to stay a night at a cheap motel... Which means, he would have one final night with his video game system before he had to pawn it the next day...
It's times like this Rigby really did wish that he had graduated high school, and afterwards; moved on to college...
Maybe then, he could ask his parents for assistance without feeling guilty... Maybe then he wouldn't feel like a failure...
Even when Rigby and Mordecai fought over the fact that if a high school diploma was useless or not, Rigby had always known Mordecai was right...
However, having a high school diploma did not necessarily mean you were intelligent or not; it was just something used to open more pathways in life... And the current pathways that Rigby had available to him right now, were limited to say the least...
He nearly wanted to give up; collapse, and let the world take him away... Yet, he realized it would never be that simple...
Life had never seemed so complex to Rigby than it did now; maybe though, it was due to him ignoring it with Mordecai, rather than actually realizing it...
Rigby continued to walk further and more into the grassy plains as he looked up and saw the clouds continuously get darker, they were ready to shed their tears onto the world in mere seconds...
Rigby suddenly heard a muffled exhaust approaching, causing his head to resurface it's gaze to the land below... He looked towards the sound yet saw nothing, he then continued to walk as he figured it was just a car crossing by his direction...
But, as Rigby walked, he saw a familiar car drive into the distance as it drown down the dirt pavement...
A certain car that belonged to a sandy blonde friend...
The car suddenly continued to drive as it was closing in on Rigby, and nearing eventually passing the boy... However, as Rigby continued to walk and ignore the car as it drove closer to him; it approached him, made it very close to him, and eventually halted by him upon arrival...
Rigby stopped as he turned to his right side, he heard the rock station cranked in the car; he saw Thomas in the car; as he was having difficulty getting the key out, as it seemed the car was weathered from time...
Suddenly, Rigby saw Thomas unhinge the key from the car with a quick thrust, and Rigby afterwards; saw Thomas exiting the car and opening the door. He closed the door behind him, as he walked around his car, and made his way to Rigby. He saw that Rigby had continued his gaze on him the whole time upon his arrival...
Thomas closed the distance, as he approached his smaller friend; as his eyes scanned the objects that Rigby had carried with him...He raised an eyebrow in confusion, as his stomach began to sink...
"Hey man, what's with the stuff? You going on vacation, or something?" Thomas asked hesitantly, as he assumed the worst; but didn't want to say it aloud...
"I wish..." Rigby began slowly, as he looked downwards... Thomas immediately felt the melancholy ridden presence of his friend; his words seemed so obliterated, as if he had lost all of his emotion behind them...
Thomas bit his lip as he replied, "W-Well, what's going on then...?" Thomas questioned nervously as his face turned into a frown...
"I over stayed my welcome, however; I do not mean that in a bitter sense... I only say it because it's true..." Rigby said sadly, as he looked towards the floor...
Thomas felt bad for his young friend, he began to speak to him once more after he had let Rigby's information set in...
"So, where are you going then...?" Thomas questioned slowly, as he looked towards the boy. However, he became uneasy upon seeing the feared ridden eyes that had haunted Rigby's face...
"I...I don't know..." Rigby said forlornly, as his eyes looked downward; as he too, was contemplating his future...
"You don't know?! Don't you have parents you can crash with?" Thomas asked quickly as his worry grew for his now homeless friend.
Upon hearing this question, Rigby didn't want to be truthful with Thomas about why he was avoiding his parents... He chose to take the simpler route in answering Thomas' question...
"No, not really..." Rigby said lowly, as his mind raced over his parents; and all he could remember was the displeasure in their eyes... The disappointment that over took their features upon Rigby's presence...
"Dude, where the hell are you going to go?" Thomas asked more seriously, as he got to the point quickly; his distress for his friend grew rapidly...
"Well, I was going to go to a motel tonight..." Rigby replied quietly, as he brought his hand to his mouth in thought... His eyes narrowing downwards as he continued his thought process...
"And after that?" Thomas immediately questioned, Rigby was a nice friend and all... But sometimes, he could seem extremely irresponsible; as if he stopped caring about everything...
"Hmm..." Rigby thought aloud, "I don't know...I'll improvise I guess..." Rigby said ashamed, as his gaze looked downwards; a frown evident on his face...
"Dude! What the hell?! Your telling me you have nowhere to go?" Thomas said in irritation, which was; out of character for Thomas... But, the circumstances were different... His friend was going to be sleeping in the city streets soon, and had no other options...
Thomas held his hand in on his head in thought, as he suddenly began walking; and circling his previous position, as he was trying to come up with a solution... He realized he had a small quantity of choices, and had to rely on his last resort... He let out a long sigh...
Suddenly, Thomas then, walked back towards Rigby as he made a few calming hand gestures that looked as if he was pushing something that was imagined by him in mid-air...
"Alright alright, look." Thomas began, causing Rigby to look up towards him in confusion. Thomas let out one more sigh before he began slowly...
"I'm going to drop you off at a motel tonight... Then, I'm going to go to my house and then I'm going to talk with my mom... And I'm going to see...if I can have you stay with us..." Thomas said slowly, as he completed the puzzle in his mind... His tone became slightly more silent near the end, as he thought of explaining this chaotic situation to his mother...
Rigby immediately shot back upon hearing Thomas' plan, "Dude, no! I'm not relying on other people! I've made that mistake a few times before, and I don't want to make it again!" Rigby said as his agitation grew, the thought of relying on others... It made him feel anxious and paranoid, he wasn't sure if he could do it again... Because ever since Mordecai left, his life has fallen apart; and crumbled to pieces... He was already going through misery and despair each day, and simply did not want to add any more onto it...
"Oh yeah? Then what choices do you have? I see a very limited amount, and I'm giving you the best possible option right now. So you are going to have to accept it, rather you like it; or not." Thomas said sternly, as he began to become more direct with his friend; and did not want to dance around the issue, anymore.
Rigby slightly went wide eyed, as his mouth opened a bit... He was truly shocked by Thomas' new unfamiliar sternness and his unwilling to back down... However, he ignored that, as he let out a low growl towards his friend through his gritted teeth that Thomas visibly noticed... He wanted to fire back; yet, he could not think of anything to say... He didn't want to admit it, but, Thomas was right... He truly was, out of options...
Suddenly, Rigby felt a familiar feeling...His gritted teeth let loose, as his growl left... He narrowed his eyes as he looked downwards as his eyes focused on the ground below... He couldn't recognize why everything seemed so familiar,, as suddenly; he looked back up as he tried to ignore his thoughts, and what he saw made his eyes go wide...
There was... Mordecai, standing in front of him; in the flesh... Rigby's eyes were wide, as suddenly he closed his eyes looking downwards and rubbed them as he wanted to clarify that Mordecai was indeed, right in front of him... As he did, he opened his eyes shortly after and looked up...
However, when he looked up; it was no one else, other than Thomas standing directly in front of him. Rigby raised his brows in confusion, as he looked around him and rotated his body to search the landscape for a familiar friend... Yet there was nothing...
'W-What the hell... Was that?' Rigby thought to himself, as he blinked a few times while continuing to look around, to determine rather or not if he was legitimately becoming insane...
"What's wrong?" Thomas questioned as his stern gaze hadn't lightened in the least, however, it was now just accompanied by a confused raised eyebrow... He was curious as to why Rigby was looking and searching around him, as he saw the panicked look in his friend's eyes...
Rigby stopped searching when Thomas had spoke; he had been so distracted by that vision, he nearly forgot that his friend was still stand right there... He turned to face Thomas, and as he did looked towards him.
"S-Sorry, it's nothing..." Rigby said quietly; as he finished speaking, his gaze dropped towards the floor. He still was somewhat, flabbergasted; at what he had seen. He didn't understand what it was; nor why it was even there in the first place...
Suddenly, rain began to start falling... As its pace in mere seconds rapidly increased, causing Thomas to speak up towards Rigby as the rain began to pour down...
"Okay, man; it's really starting to get soaked out here; come on, just get in the car. If you don't, your game system is going to fry." Thomas suddenly said once more; he tried to use the game system as a bargaining chip...
Suddenly, Rigby thought about it for a moment... There was some truth to what Thomas had said, his console was not going to last long out here... And he needed it for another night at the motel; and he was far away from any type of shelter when going on foot...
"Damn it..." Rigby cursed under his breath as he gritted his teeth, he looked around and considered his options... And to be truthful, there really were none...
"Ugggghhhh; fine!" Rigby then suddenly said, as he realized he had run out of time... It made the boy feel incredibly uncomfortable having to rely on anyone for anything anymore; so he hoped after Thomas dropped him off at the motel, that he would just leave him be...
Thomas, upon hearing his small friend's announcement.; flashed him a smile. His gaze lightened from its previous stern appearance; he now seemed like Thomas again, rather than someone else...
"Awesome, here; let me pop the trunk." Thomas said happily, as he then turned around, and made his way towards the driver side door. He then opened it, as he leaned his torso inside and head inside; and as he moved his arms around in his car; Rigby eventually heard a clicking sound...
Thomas then, removed his head and torso from the car, as he made his way around back towards the trunk. He waved his hand towards him as a motion for Rigby to head over his way...
Rigby began hesitantly, as he still was nervous about having to rely on Thomas; even if it was, just for a car ride...
Thomas rolled his eyes as he saw his friend's hesitation, he let out a sigh as he spoke.
"Dude seriously; just get your ass over here, I'm getting soaked." Thomas said as his irritation grew; he wondered how the hell Mordecai put up with how damn stubborn Rigby was...
Rigby then walked over entirely, he looked at Thomas with narrowed eyes and his lips pursed in irritation; before he stuck his tongue out at him. Although Rigby was twenty-three, he was still as childish as ever...
Thomas simply ignored Rigby as he watched his small friend slowly put in his bags; after he had put in his violin and tramponline...backpack, thing...Okay, to be honest; Thomas had no idea what the hell it was... But after he had put all of the listed materials in, Thomas closed the trunk as afterwards; the two walked to their respected doors.
Thomas made his way into the driver seat as he closed his door, he clicked on his seat belt as he looked towards his right and noticed through the window that Rigby was still sitting out in the rain with an irritated pursed frown on his face along with narrowed eyes; he was near soaking wet as he had his hand on the door causing Thomas to realize what was wrong...
He saw the knob on the inside of the passenger door still stumped down, as he realized, that he forgot to unlock the door on the passenger's side...
He forced himself to hold back a laugh before he leaned over and unlocked the door for Rigby, as he did so, Rigby immediately opened it and quickly got inside, shutting it behind him...
As he did, he slowly looked left towards Thomas with a grouchy and annoyed look on his face; water was dripping from his hair and face as he did so...
Thomas couldn't hold it back anymore, as he let out a chuckle. He bit his lip as he tried to resist the want to let loose and laugh entirely; but it was proving to be challenging...
"Yeah, it's reeeaaaal hilarious Thomas." Rigby said sarcastically, "Just drive the damn car!" He said in great annoyance, as he crossed his arms as he looked away out his window...
Thomas continued to suppress his laughs, as he placed his key in the ignition and turned the key; the car eventually turned on when suddenly...
Thomas had just remembered as soon as he turned his car on, that he had forgot to turn down the music before he exited the car...
*Drum solo* *Guitar solo* "HELLO! WE ARE FIRST PUMP! ARE YOU READY TO ROCK?!"
Rigby's eyes went wide as he jumped, uncrossed and flailed his limbs at the extremely loud noise and bumped his head on the roof, as he sunk in his chair afterwards...He looked around with wide startled eyes... He then afterwards looked at Thomas with the same startled wide eyes that he had when the song turned...
Thomas turned down the volume as he completely busted out laughing as he leaned his face on the steering wheel and slammed his hand into it... Rigby let out a low growl with gritted teeth and narrowed eyes...
"Damn it Thomas!" Rigby cussed, "It's only been like, three seconds; and I'm already hating this!" Rigby yelled as he gritted his teeth, and once again; crossed his arms, and looked away...
Thomas continued to laugh heavily as Rigby kept his arms crossed with an agitated 'hmph'; as he looked away and out the passenger window with a grumpy expression and irate eyes...
To be continued...
Hey all! I figured I'd keep it mixed up with a slightly more upbeat chapter this time around; this story is probably going to end up being extremely long from what I can tell, as I still have a ton of ideas for this going... So I'm excited to dish those out in the next upcoming chapters. :) Thanks for coming! :D
