Bittersweet Endings, Sugarsweet Beginnings
A Regular Show Fanfiction
Main Pairing(s) (In Humanoid Forms): Mordecai/Rigby/Don, OC/Rigby/ Don
Description: The night of the first anniversary of Rigby and Mordecai's relationship, Mordecai is caught in the act with another, Rigby, emotionally wrecked with the breakup, finds comfort and the strength to love again within his own brother
(Warnings: Incest(Somewhat), Shonen-Ai, maybe Lemon, and more importantly OOC)
Chapter 3: Confrontation
{Rigby's POV}
If there is any words to describe what I feel now best is : Freaking Out!
Getting out of the car was the hardest part, mostly because I was hanging on for dear life to the arm rest while Don pulled me out...
Or tried after awhile he got fed up with pulling and started tickling me in my side : AKA my weak spot: to the point that I was so busying laughing he got me out of the car.
"Hey! There you are." Thomas said coming out of the house with Mitch and Benson coming out behind him looking relived 'Sweet guys'
"Hi I'm just here to pack up my things." I explained after they got close enough.
"Your leaving?" Benson said, a perplexed tone clear in his voice.
'That's right. I never got a chance to tell him or Thomas.'
"If you guys come help me pack I'll tell everything." I said
Taking both Benson and Thomas by the arm and back into the house, leaving Don outside with Mitch because they were talking.
{Meanwhile}
When I finished explaining the whole story to Benson and Thomas they had…some very colorful things to say
… so colorful the writer felt that she would get reported if they added that part so it's been cut out.
…Let's just say you can see why I love my friends
We just finished packing when Thomas asked "So where are you staying?"
"With…A friend but Don is driving me over there."
Don't asked me why I lied about where I was staying, because to be honest I don't even know.
"Benson! Where are you! Skips need you to sign off on something!" said the very voice that echoes in my nightmares filled the door frame physically.
"Benson! What-" Mordecai cut his sentence short when his eyes landed on me.
"Rigby where have you been, you missed our anniversary yesterday, I've been worried sick about you!" He said advancing towards me
Arms out-stretched , ready to embrace, only that wasn't happening
'While you fooled around I think not.' I thought while smacking away the hand that was closing in on my cheek, he frowned
"Screw. You." I said, my expression darkening, words laced with venom
"What's wrong?" He said looking completely confused
'Either he is confused or REALLY good at acting.' I thought
"Tom, Ben, take my stuff downstairs and close the door I want to handle this alone." I said not taking my eyes off him for a second.
They left without a word but shooting Mordecai some dirty looks, after they closed the door I crossed the room, leaning on the window seat, just scowling at him.
"You know exactly what's wrong 'We'll never make it to the bed if we keep on like this'." I said, mimicking the phase I overheard on the phone.
His expression went from confused to knowing, eyes narrowing.
"So I take it you know about me and Margret." He said, the simplicity in the statement made me want to laugh.
"Quite. My only question is why?" I said, my voice cracking at 'why'.
"Why? Well waiting on you to be ready was a little tiresome and she offered me with her… Condolences." He said, meaning something totally different- and possibly perverted - with his statement, I bet.
"So that justifies the fact that you slept with someone while you were still dating me! Because I wasn't ready!" I snapped, turning to look out the window
I couldn't even look him in the eye for to long, not without crying at least.
"It was never my intention to hurt you." I heard him say in a softer tone, then he wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips against the back of my neck.
And that was really all I could take.
"Get off me! Did you not hear what I said were over!" I yelled, struggling against his hold which suddenly got tight.
"I'm sorry to say that won't be happening." He said in that same calm voice.
"At least not without a goodbye gift." He said in a low and husky voice.
And then he threw me into his bed
{Back to 3rd person POV}
Unknown to the two in the room Thomas and Benson who stood outside the room just in case something happens
When they started to hear struggling Benson ran {practically flew} out of the house and to the group.
"Benson what's wrong?" Skips said watching Benson catching his breath
"Go help… The kid… He's getting attacked." Benson said between wheezes.
Don was off in Olympic running mode- with the others trailing far behind- rushing up the stairs and was meant with Thomas
"What's happening." Don said speed-walking down the hall
"I don't know the door is locked." Thomas said worried for his friend
'Good kid. I don't want him to see this.' Don thought
"Go call an ambulance we might need one." Don said to the boy, lightly pushing him to the direction of the nearest phone. When Thomas was far enough he kicked the door in.
And was meant with the image of his brother struggling under his ex-boyfriend, tears streaming down his face.
{Don's POV}
I'd like to say I handled the situation in the way a gentlemen should…
…But then I'd be lying…
So what really happened was I pulled that son of a bitch off my brother and proceeded to beat the living crap out of him, leaving him a bloody mess on the floor then I carried my trembling brother to the car.
The atmosphere in the car was silent as we drove back to my house. When we got in the driveway we sat in silence.
In that moment I noticed that his both of his wrists were starting to darken, he was bruised
I guessed he noticed me looking because he pulled down his sleeves and spoke first.
"Thank you… Thank you for saving me." He said, looking down at his shoes, tears starting to form.
I stopped myself from holding him and I settled for holding his hand.
"You don't have to thank me for that, I would never let someone hurt you." I said as I gingerly picked up his nearest hand and kissed the bruised wrist and promptly got out the car.
Before I did something that made him more uncomfortable.
To give him time to think this over.
As much as I want him all to myself I don't want him to feel forced into it.
{Rigby's POV}
What was that about…
He kissed me!
...Well he kissed my wrist but it was still a kiss
It's not like I didn't like it but now it makes me wonder how his lips really feel like… WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING THAT'S NOT NORMAL THOUGHTS !
I mean that's my brother for Christ's sake I shouldn't think like this.
Right?
Hoped you like this but it's SUPER LATE! sorry...