Hey guys! It's been a while since I've updated, and I'm really sorry about that. I hope you all didn't think that I gave up on you or something! Anyway, I've got some good news. Firstly, I've finished all my exams for school…forever! This means that I have more time to write, which means more chapters for you all in a shorter time span! :) Secondly, as a close to my 13 years of school I've released 2 chapters, which isn't too bad, don't you think?
Rigby arrived at the park, he checked his black Casio watch, 10:54. Shit, was it really nearly 11? Rigby double-checked his watch again, just to make sure that he was reading it correctly. The Raccoon had a habit of mistaking the time, especially when he set the alarm incorrectly on the clock. That mistake ended up in Mordecai and Rigby almost losing their jobs. The night was eerie and a full moon was only days away. The astral sky lit up the grass and the environment around him, making it look almost giving the park a light blue or a bluish grey tinge. There was a swift breeze in the air, making the grass sway side to side depending on the direction of the winds. Rigby approached the house and saw the soft lighting coming from the tv room. The rest of the lights in the house were off though. I wonder if Mordecai's just home? Rigby asked himself. As he reached the stairs Rigby thought to himself I should just tell him. Alex is right. I should just tell him. He didn't have any keys on him due to the fact that Mordecai had them when they left to go to the coffee shop, so he just knocked.
'Knock' 'knock' knock'
Each knock felt stunted and empty. Rigby could hear footsteps coming over to the door. He didn't know who it was, which made him feel anxious, uncertain of who it was. The door opened with a slight creak and there stood Mordecai, looking down upon his friend, Rigby. Rigby looked up and they exchanged some sort of awkward glance owed to the events that happened at the coffee shop.
"Hi" Mordecai said
"Hey" Rigby replied bluntly
The two just stood there looking everywhere but each other. Mordecai finally spoke out.
"You wanna come inside?"
The Raccoon didn't reply and instead just nodded and walked straight into the house, slightly brushing past Mordecai, not in a rude way. Rigby hopped up onto the couch looking at the pause screen on the game that Mordecai was playing. He turned back to look at Mordecai walking over to the couch. Jeez, he sure is pretty quite Mordecai thought.
The two both sat down watching the screen. Hardly any words were exchanged. It was an unnatural feeling, usually both of them were alive with energy and happiness, but at the moment it was anything but.
"You want to have a go? Or…" Mordecai trailed off, implying if Rigby wanted a turn
"Nah man, it's cool. You go ahead"
Rigby seemed really careless and calm to Mordecai. He's definitely not himself that's for sure. Where did he go anyway? Mordecai said to himself. He looked over to Rigby, making sure that he was ok.
"Hey dude, you feeling alright?"
"Yeah, I'm sweet. Why?"
"Dunno, you just seemed really quite. Where were you anyway?" Mordecai questioned
"Uhh, just with a few friends. Outside of work. You wouldn't know 'em…" The Raccoon replied, words being brushed off, into the air.
"Where were you?" The Raccoon continued
"Oh, I was at Margaret's house" Mordecai said cheerfully
"Really? What was so great about hers?" Rigby asked thoughtfully
"Well…we..you know-" Mordecai stuttered
The Raccoon gasped, "You had sex?!"
"Yeah, haha. Why are you so shocked about it?" Mordecai asked suggestively
The Raccoon could have told him then and there. His conversation with Margaret at the coffee shop. His own conversation with himself that he had, had for the last few years.
"Nah, I dunno dude. Just surprised, that's all" Rigby lied. Some things were just better left unsaid.
Rigby sat there on his trampoline looking up at the ceiling later that night. Currently his friendship with Mordecai was on a whole new level that was questionable on many different accounts. The mammal couldn't sleep and he kept tossing and turning. It was becoming rather uncomfortable for him and he wanted thoughts of Mordecai out of his head. Maybe I should talk to Skips about this. He's really good with that stuff Rigby thought. Hopefully Skips would understand and respect him for his sexuality and choices. He had done so before, so Rigby didn't seem why he wouldn't do it again.
He got up off his trampoline and looked out the window, just like he did the other night. He looked out at the partially full moon and then looked back at Mordecai. He was lying there, eyes closed, face full of innocence. It was not the first time that Rugby had watched Mordecai as he slept. Sometimes he would pull faces and gestures that showed hurt, anger and fear. Other times he would be relaxed with a calm gesture, whilst in other circumstances he would look as though he was smiling. It became too difficult for Rigby to judge what Mordecai was dreaming about. Maybe he was having a nightmare, or a good dream. Maybe he was dreaming about Rigby? Maybe he was dreaming about Margaret. Margaret. Rigby thought, how could she have sex with Mordecai when she full well knew that I liked Mordecai? How could she sleep at night? Rigby just wanted to get out of this place.
Mordecai awoke with a bright light shining into his room. Immediately upon waking up, he looked to his side to find that Rigby was not there. The old, rusted trampoline was unoccupied and the clothes that surrounded it were tossed and upturned everywhere as if Rigby was in a rush to go somewhere. Getting out of his bed, Mordecai ventured downstairs to smell a waft of blueberry pancakes in the kitchen. It was very quiet for a Sunday morning and he hadn't seen anyone yet. The kitchen was completely deserted, although the pancakes were sitting there on the pan slowly cooking.
"Hello?" Mordecai called out, hopefully hearing someone respond, but no one did.
Mordecai walked around the house into each room checking to see if everyone had gathered into a room. After doing a full circuit of the house and finding no one was there he entered the kitchen to find that the pancakes were just starting to smoke up. The light smoke filled the kitchen and Mordecai leant over the bench to open the window. The window lifted up with a slight shudder and vibration with the wooden panels rubbing up against each other. Just as he was doing this a voice called out to him.
"Mordecai, help!" the voice cried
The voice sounded like it came from upstairs. Shit, that sounds like Rigby.
As Mordecai sprinted up the stairs he only found that there was nobody. The same voice whispered into his ear, "You've got to help me, Mordecai. I'm dying"
"Rigby? Is that you?" Mordecai shouted out
Turning around, Mordecai found Rigby's lifeless body lying on the floor. Blood slowly emitting from his nose, dripping rapidly onto the floor, creating a pool of crimson red. Mordecai stood there watching, the blood filled all the cracks and grooves in the wooden floorboards and slowly started to make its way to the stairs. The blood dripped off the stairs like the rain would off a gutter, slow drips that turned into a slow running waterfall. He knelt down to his friend who was only showing an insignificant form of life. He lifted up Rigby's neck to try and stop the blood, but it kept coming out.
"Mordecai…" Rigby croaked out
"You did this to me…" he continued
"Why couldn't you just…?" Rigby questioned
"Just what, dude? What?!" Mordecai asked in a panicked state of mind. For all he knew, these were his last moments with Rigby
"I, I…lov…" Rigby's voice faded out and was swept away into the air, dissolving and dying out like the light from a candle being snuffed.
Rigby's head fell limp and Mordecai let him go. By now, Mordecai was kneeling in blood, his blue feathers were coated with the crimson blood that surrounded him. What the hell is happening? Mordecai broke down, crying. His tears dropped onto the floor, mixing with the blood, but making no difference in the colour that plastered the floor and stairs.
"You did this" the voice called out
"Did what? Who is this? Who the fuck are you?!" Mordecai questioned angrily
"I loved you, Mordecai. You just had to do this. If you were there for me, only if you felt the same way, this would never had happened" the voice replied
"Margaret? Is that you?" he asked, disoriented, due to the fact that he had just lost his best friend and that a voice was calling out to him.
The voice just let out a loud and devilish laugh
"Even after all of this time, you still don't realise! Not even now! You're the reason why I stay alive everyday, you just don't know it!"
Mordecai didn't know what to say. Who was this person, who did this to Rigby? A silhouette emerged from behind the door in front of Mordecai. Mordecai looked up at the silhouette and it stood there smiling and giggling at him. It was only half the size of Mordecai, maybe a little bigger. It's menacing shadow resembled a small animal, but the outlines were too blurry for Mordecai to make a judgement on who it was. The figure was as black as the night sky with no features besides its teeth and eyes, glowing entities, that radiated from it's shadowy figure.
"I swear to God, I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you, you piece of shit!"
"That's the spirit! Go for it!"
Mordecai ran over to the shadow leaping into it for a tackle. He went straight through the figure, hitting the ground and sliding to a halt. When he turned around, the shadow was looking down upon him, with a menacing grin.
"Come on now, Mordecai. Is that all you've got? The shadow's foot lurked above his head and it stamped, hitting Mordecai straight on the temple. It lifted its foot again and stomped in the same place, but just a little off. Mordecai just lay there, taking the beating. His vision decreased and it suddenly became darker and darker. Mordecai was dying too. He tried to breathe for air, but it was becoming too restricting. This is all your fault. Not mine. Yours. Yours and yours only. You could've saved me, the voice claimed.
Turn back time and you can again be mine.
A second chance is the last and only time
Anything more and it won't be fine.
Forever, together in a world greater than ever.
If only you'd realise,
Then you'd see
We could be together.
Just you and me.
The voice chanted the words over and over again, as Mordecai's vision became blurrier and blurrier, only becoming darkness. The same colour as the shadow.
Mordecai awoke with a gasp of air, sitting up instantaneously. His pillow was full of sweat and was damp as if someone had just poured water all over it. Rigby was sitting there, just looking at Mordecai recovering from shock almost.
"Yo, dude. You ok?" Rigby asked
Mordecai heard Rigby's voice and leapt out of bed, running straight over to him. He embraced the Raccoon with a solid hug.
"Dude, I had the weirdest dream," he whispered
"I love you man," Mordecai continued
Rigby was taken aback by this sudden affectionate love towards the mammal, but hey, he wasn't complaining. In fact, he wished that Mordecai had more of these dreams. He lifted up his paws and placed them on the bird's back, reciprocating the hug that the Blue Jay was giving him.
Just as the two were almost sharing a moment, as it would look like, Benson opened the bedroom door.
"Alright slackers get downst-" Benson stopped talking
The two turned around to see Benson staring at them hugging. It wouldn't have been a weird sight if anyone had known what the bird was dreaming about, but for Benson it was completely out of context. Startled, Mordecai fell backwards and off to the side while trying to reply to the gumball machine.
"Yeah. Yeah, sure thing Benson," Mordecai managed to spit out.
Benson reversed out of the doorway and back out into the hallway, continuing downstairs. Mordecai and Rigby sat there in silence after what had just happened. It was a little awkward, even though nothing really happened.
"Sorry" Mordecai said
"About what?"
"Just that…" Mordecai explained
"Dude, it was cool. Don't worry about it" Rigby said cheerfully, giving Mordecai a quick smile. The two picked themselves up off the ground and walked over to the door, ready to make their way downstairs.
