Rick Taylor

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“The bar sounds awesome.” Morgyn agreed. It had been a long battle with his parents and he knew they were better off forgotten. “We’ve always butted heads. I had the ego the size of Jupiter by the time I was five, and they well they know they’re better than everyone. They’re so unbelievably judgemental towards anyone that isn’t them or me. Anyone I bring home, not good enough. Any job I had, not good enough.” It was mostly his mother. His dad just was silent unless she ‘needed back up,’ “My dad is useless, 'listen to your mother, she’s right’ yeah she’s right because she’s got his spine in a nice little box.” Morgyn massaged his forehead for a moment. His mother’s voice giving him an instant headache and she wasn’t even there. “Bre is just like me so they’re going to butt heads and I also don’t want them being straight up rude to her. She’s none of their business.”

“I hate people like that, man.. i’m sorry that you gotta call them family.” Rick wasn’t sure what else to say on the matter, though he knew damn well that Morgyn’s parents would despise him if ever they crossed paths. Still, drinking the evening away sounded like a solid plan and one that Rick could get behind. “You wanna smoke?” He offered, producing his weed tin filled with ready rolled joints.  “You sound like you need one bro..”

“You slept with a hooker? God, you have got to stop hanging around Tyson so much,” Nell muttered as she wrinkled her nose. “Look, I’m sure there’s a girl out there somewhere that’s desperate enough to sleep with you. Well, not desperate, but you know what I mean. Willing.” It would have probably been better for her to stop talking because even Nell was doubtful that she was being helpful. “I can make a lot of points, if you actually want to hear them. The most important one being so you don’t have to listen to your mom have sex with creepy guys she meets on dating apps.”

“It wasn’t exactly my finest moment alright.. but.. huh.. desperate? What you tryna say?” Rick exhaled a laugh. “I ain’t that bad am I?” Maybe she shouldn’t answer that, coming from a man who rarely took a shower. “You say guys, but technically, it’s just one dude. Apparently she’s been seeing this douche for a months but only now decided to introduce us. If anything, she should move out.. she’s the one banging this guy, not me..”

“I might have just thrown up in my mouth a little.” Morgyn was the farthest from a prude. It’s just the topic of parents and sex… He didn’t want to think about if he’d ever walked in on his parents. They were the prudes… or so they seemed. “No amount of therapy can undo that damage.” He shuddered. “My parents dropped by unannounced recently… I moved out here so they would stop doing that. I’ve learned to keep my front door locked. Thankfully, they saw nothing… except my girlfriend. I’m not close with them at all and I really never wanted Bre to meet them. So that was just a bad time.”

“Oh shit! I’m sorry bro.. I can’t imagine what that feels like, me n’ my mom are solid. You never been close?” Rick asked out of interest. “Why don’t you want your girlfriend meeting them? They can’t be that bad, man. But.. looks like we’re in the same shit boat.. Wanna head to the bar?”

“That’s a dick move of your mom,” Tyson said, commiserating. Though he didn’t live with his mom, so he wasn’t sure how that would feel. Probably would drive him insane if he had to live with them for more than a month, as much as he loved Angela (and tolerated Cliff now). “What lake? Silverlake? The reservoir? They’d arrest us for that, bro. Got fuckin’…neighborhood watch all over this shit.” Silverlake was not the neighborhood to be fucking around, one of its many downsides.

“People have bonfire’s all the time bro, just tell the cops we celebrating halloween early or something.” Rick shrugged, now somehow determined to get rid of this Jack fellow. “You feeling alright? Not like you to turn down dumb shit.”

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ANGER :     jaw clenching, hands balling into fists, teeth grinding, yelling, going nonverbal, stuttering speech, rushed speech, slow and concise speech, rambling, quiet, arms crossing, shaking head, tearing up, animated, expressionless, projects, internalizes, vents, withdraws, tighter movements, passive aggressive, direct, physical outbursts, verbal outbursts

JOY :     easy smiles, fighting back grins, suppressed laughter, loud laughter, giggles, chuckling, smirks, whole body laughs, covers mouth when laughing / giggling, throws head back when laughing, slaps leg, touches people around them when laughing, looks down when laughing, looks for eye contact when laughing, sparkling eyes, bubbly happiness, quiet subtle happiness, obnoxious happiness, wants to spread joy, quietly savors joy

SADNESS :     crying, bottling it up, seeks distractions, wallows, meditates and processes, avoidance, seeks out comfort, withdraws, swallowing thickly, talks it out, internalizes it, sad smiles, depression naps, uses alcohol, uses drugs, seeks out sources of joy, fidget with sentimental item, sits in silence, broods, gets moody, wants someone to share the misery, tries to hide negative emotions, nurtures other to make themselves feel better

EMBARRASSMENT / SHAME :     blushing, looking away, rubbing at back of head, covering face, laughing nervously, laughs it off, overthinks, lets it go, self-deprecating humor, deflects, gets irritated, smiles, withdraws, crossing arms over stomach, crossing arms over chest, hands in pockets, shoulders sinking, shrugs, falling into silence until comfortable again, talking a lot to compensate

GUILT :     avoiding eye contact, shoulders sinking low, head hanging down, crying, chest aches, lashes out, internalizes, apologizes, deflects, communicates, withdraws, grand gestures for forgiveness, accepts fault easily, punishes themselves, martyrdom, victim complex, over-active guilt complex, healthy conscience, internalizes even after forgiveness, seeking redemption, moves on easily, denial, lack of guilt / conscience, sorry they got caught more than caused harm, can’t handle knowing they hurt others

FEAR / ANXIETY :     trembling, crying, sarcasm / sass to cope, rambles, goes silent,gets angry, fidgeting, impatience, clenching jaw, picking at nails, chewing at lip, pulling at clothes, adjusting jewelry / clothing, swallowing thickly, eyes widening, over-reacts, under-reacts, calm, logical, panic, irrational, overthinks, carefully analyses, talks to themselves, breathing exercises, flight, fight, withdraw, fawn

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Nell didn’t even bother to mask how impressed she was that he knew what she had meant and slightly disgusted when he put it into context. “I can’t exactly relate to getting left at the altar, but I do know that getting dumped sucks. They say the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. I mean, I don’t know who they are exactly, and I don’t necessarily advocate for that tactic.” As much as she cringed at the idea of Rick still living with his mom, she was sympathetic. “Why not get a roommate? I’ve been looking at new places online, and there are a ton of people who don’t seem like serial killers that are looking for someone to help with rent. No one said the next person you live with has to be the person you’re dating.”

“No-one wants to bang me.. I’ve tried. Best I could do was pay some girl to fuck me and I just felt fuckin’ shit afterwards man..” But let’s be honest, rick was hardly trying to pull for a night. He was either getting trashed with Tyson or sat in his bedroom watching crap netflix series. “I appreciate the idea Nell, but my mom’s cool and she don’t ask me for rent so again, what’s the point in leaving? I’ve got it fucking cushty bro.”

“Ew.” Morgyn cringed. Every single bit of that story made his skin crawl. “You… you heard him moaning?” Morgyn’s eyes grew wide with just the sheer second hand embarrassment. “Nevermind don’t elaborate on that I do not want to know…”  As for Morgyn he hadn’t spoken to his parents since they showed up unannounced a few months ago. He never planned on speaking to them again either. “Sounds like you have as interesting relationship with your mother as one could have." 

“Bro, I heard the whole thing.. thinking he’s mister matcho to me then cumming in like five seconds..” Rick’s eyes rolled and his head shook, before his hands went to retrieve a joint from his sweatpants. “Yo, we’re tight.. I guess I don’t mind my mom dating but fuck, don’t move the loosers in with us.”

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“Maybe she’s doing it on purpose. Trying to get you to move out,” Tate pointed out with a shrug, her head tipping towards one side. “Then you could bring girls back. Party all you want. Not have to deal with strange men trying to live out attempting to fix their own daddy issues on you.” 

“Nah, my mom wouldn’t do that, man..we’re tight.” Rick informed while crossing his index and middle fingers over together. “I can do what I want anyway, what does moving out have to do with that.. I just respect my mom enough not to do shit at our place. If I wanna bang someone then I’ll bang ‘em elsewhere. I think I might jus’ drug this guy or summin’“

& They Did Not Live Happily Ever After - 23/12/2020

Her eyebrows knit together and lips pursed as she mused over a thought. “I’m debating whether or not I should genuinely be concerned that you might have an Oedipus complex.” Nell wrinkled her nose in mild disgust, but it was a joke all in good fun. Sort of. “Oh, right, the ex,” she said with a click of her tongue. “So, what’s the plan? You’re going to live with your mom for the rest of your life? You’re going to turn into such a stereotype; do you know how sad that sounds?” 

“Oh right yeah.. cos im so jealous cos i wanna fuck my mom myself.” His own words caused him to frown for a second, though he was proud that he knew what the term Oedipus complex meant. There was a brain within him somewhere. As Nell spoke of his plan, rick simply nodded. He had no desire to move out again, whether his mom had a boyfriend or not, he was staying put. “Yeah, I’am.. you think I’d put myself through that shit again? it’s not worth it, Nell.. I’m actually still in pieces about it.”

“When you have enough followers on Instagram, people send you stuff for free. Like, your followers are basically your currency.” Then again, Brooklyn’s experience was different because she was born into a semi famous family, so she didn’t need to put any extra effort to gain Instagram followers. “Right, right.” Brooklyn remembered, shaking her head. “Have you guys talked after that disastrous day?”

“Can’t you buy followers though? I’ve heard of that. I’m actually tempted to do it. People care ‘bout all sorts of shit now right? I can just post about my life and get paid for it.” Not that much happened with Rick, with no ambition or motivation to do anything but smoke dope and hang out at the lakes all day. “Kinda, yeah.. We had to sell the house n shit.. I can’t believe it’s been like ten months man.” December will always haunt him now, and kate will always be the ex girlfriend that he’ll never get over. She was pretty, had an amazing career and was always too good for him. 

“Does he not have his own crib? Why is he there?” Tyson asks, the logical question to ask here. He listens to the complaints, and can only agree, his own experiences with Cliff as a teenager some very shittily memorable ones. “Yeah, he’s gotta go.” He’ll help or pitch in with any scheme Rick comes up with, naturally. “That’s the whole point. If he’s gonna call you son you do it back. Act like some demon son he never asked for, like the Omen or some shit. Nothing kills a boner like your girl’s grown son getting all weird on you. I’ll put ten bucks on that shit.” 

“I dunno man.. but he’s barely left since like.. sunday, apparently my mom’s been seeing him for months! I’m so pissed bro.” It was more of the fact that Gigi had allowed Jack to stay with them for almost a week, and naturally Rick did feel a little betrayed. They were tight. “Fuckin’ Omen.” He laughed. “I swear when I go back there tonight, I’m gonna start fucking his shit up, maybe we can head over to the lake and set fire to his shit?”