riker

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kidkurtis:

Kurt had found himself in a dark-lit room with a lock that didn’t work and Pete in the corner. Out of the all the options in their nearest surroundings Kurt decided that a glass bottle was the most reliable weapon. He could hear Riker approach, and despite his body still being in great pain and the blood that had soaked through his clothes, he shuffled closer to the door, somewhat ready to take the attacker by surprise. He glanced over to Pete, nodding his head slightly, before pulling the door open and swinging the bottle at Riker. 

There was no denying Riker was taken by surprise as the door swung open and he was suddenly faced with Kurtis. On pure instinct alone he held up the baseball and swung, he collided with Kurtis’s hand that held the bottle, broke glass flew everywhere. Riker fumbled around on his feet for a moment, staring the other boy down. And then he went wild. Swinging the bat repeatedly, hitting Kurtis again and again, one swing after another. He hadn’t noticed Pete appear from behind the door as he continued to attack the person in front of him until he fell. He didn’t know Pete was standing behind him until the jock grabbed his batting arm, pushing him to the ground while snatching the bat from his hand. Riker lay on the ground, trying to catch his breath as Pete loomed over him with the bat and watch as Penny appeared alongside him with a lamp, stirred from her hiding spot by the commotion. Riker couldn’t be sure if he was hallucinating or not at this point. 

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rxthoswald:

Ruth felt an overwhelming feeling of devastation when her plan seemed to be going downhill. She had a hard time getting back to her feet from the floor, as she was holding back her rising need to throw a tantrum. By the time she was up, tears were beginning to form in her eyes. She walked towards Riker, with a clear goal in mind. “I need a cigarette.” she stated. “Give me a cigarette.” she half-begged, before reaching into the pocket of his jacket for the pack and a lighter. With a shaky hand she put the cigarette between her lips and lit it with a great struggle, due to lack of focus. She inhaled, instantly coughing, as tears streamed down her face. She took a seat against the wall, not far from Alicia’s body and cried, childishly, while smoking her first cigarette ever and letting Riker do the rest of the hunting for now. 

Riker had the incisive need to please Ruth. Despite him being in agonising pain he still pulled himself up onto his feet, not wanting to sit here and watch her get upset when there was something he could do about it. “I’ll be right back.” He muttered, grabbing Pete’s baseball bat. It took him forever to walk up the stairs, blood running down his leg and groans leaving his mouth with every step. Where could they be? Everything was quiet around him, although he was finding it difficult to hear anything other than his own agony. He walked around for about fifteen minutes before the pain began to fade away. It was still there, he was just getting used to it now. He paused outside a door, listening for any sound. 

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noell-al:

Noella, who had earlier realized that the nailgun didn’t seem to work at all, was quite fascinated by Pete’s idea about getting the gun. She locked eyes with him, giving him a small, barely visible nod. She then stood still for a while, waiting for a good moment. She found a glimpse of hope in his conversing with Ruth, who acted slightly surprised by his question. “You’re wrong.” she told him, taking a step towards them. “I already have.” she spoke calmly, as if this was a casual conversation to her. “Thanks to people like you. Don’t get me wrong; you’re a good guy, Pete.” the gun wasn’t anymore pointed to them, but she held it like she could shoot them anytime. Noella decided that better time wouldn’t come. She sprinted towards the pistol Riker had dropped earlier and threw herself to the ground, grabbing the weapon. Kurt used this distraction to grab Ruth from behind and pin her hands behind her back. Noella quickly raised the gun and pointed it to Riker, before even getting to her feet. 

Riker had been reaching for his knife, ready to aim it at Kurtis for even thinking of touching Ruth, when he saw Noella point the gun in his direction. He picked up the knife, raising slowly and holding up his hands. “Noella, put the gun down.” He demanded softly. From the corner of his eye Riker watched Pete move over to Penny, whispering something in her ear. “You’re not going to shoot me.” He continued, an eye still on whatever Pete and Penny were up to. Both him and Ruth might have been in a difficult situation but they were still blocking the stairway and if any of them tried to make a run for it Riker could still stop them. Nonetheless, the two plotting idiots thought they could surprise him as Pete pushed Penny towards the stairs. She tried to rush past him but she wasn’t fast enough. Maybe her stab wound was taking it’s toll on her. As soon as she was close enough he reached out grabbing the corner of her flannel shirt, pulling her towards him. She struggled, putting up a bit of fight if he had to be honest with himself. He drew her towards him, wrapping on arm around her waist and using the other to bring the knife up against her throat. He looked Noella in the eye. “Now, tell your boyfriend to take his hands of her.”

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mavericknmorty:

Rick could feel his legs going numb. He opened his mouth slightly, as if to speak, but he was lost for words. Never ever would he had suspected his cousin of such gruesome crimes. Now, he just stood there, barely, watching the guy he grew up with, tears forming in his eyes and dripping down his cheeks before he could even stop them. He wasn’t crying because he was sad. In fact, he didn’t quite know why this was happening, but then again, he didn’t feel like he really knew anything at this point. Then there was a shot. And then his eyes wandered to Alicia, vision blurry from all the tears, but the blood couldn’t have been more noticeable. Noella had thrown herself to the ground and was now on her knees, trying to take care of Alicia. “I don’t believe you.” Rick mumbled, as if he was hoping that there was still a chance for this to be a joke. But his cousin had just shot someone few steps away from where Rick himself was standing. “I don’t fucking believe you!” he almost shouted, his body shaking. He felt a hand on his shoulder, from the corner of his eye noticing it was Kurtis. He was saying something, but it was so soft and the thoughts in his head were so loud that he couldn’t even hear it. “Why are you doing this?!” he continued, his angry tone now mixing with a bunch of uncontrollable sobs. “Fucking talk to me, you piece of shit!” at this point he couldn’t even hear the sound or volume of his own voice. “I fucking dare you.”

Riker shrugged at his cousin’s outburst. That must have been the moment he realised the Riker he’d been his entire life was gone. He just didn’t care anymore. Blood spilled from Alicia’s mouth, as she felt somebody holding up her head. She glanced upwards and through her blurred vision she saw Pete sobbing and muttering something she couldn’t hear above the ringing in her ears. She looked back to her best friend. With the last of her energy she grabbed for Noella’s hand and held onto it tightly. She wanted to tell her she was sorry, she wanted to fix all the terrible things she’d said and done, but she ran out of time. She was gone before she could even finish her thought. Riker moved forwards, his gun pointed at those still standing. “Well, she-” he gestured towards Alicia’s body, “She was a fucking bitch. If I didn’t do it somebody else would have.” He explained, taking another step forward and landing beside where Pete had dropped his bat, using his foot Riker kicked it behind him, out of their reach. “Hey, maybe it would have been you, cous.” He let an almost gleeful chortle. “The others were just for fun.”

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mavericknmorty:

Kurt clutched harder onto the crowbar at the sound. Noella was weak in her knees, but her body remained stiff, the nail gun resting in her hands. Kurt’s eyes were stuck on Pete, his mouth half-open, letting out a shaky exhale. It wasn’t until the figure had stepped out of the room that he forced himself to look. Rick, on the other hand, couldn’t take his eyes off the person. He was scared. Truly and deeply. Alicia’s words were stuck in his head, and though he didn’t let himself believe them, he couldn’t help but worry. I mean, it wasn’t possible, it couldn’t be––but.. what if? He wanted to take a step forward, but his body wouldn’t let him. “Who are you?” he hissed, already dreading their reaction. 

Riker pulled back his hood with his free hand, he lingered for a moment over the mask covering his face. He looked back at the people he had called his friends, his eyes landing on his cousin, but all he could feel was the adrenalin coursing through his veins. He took the mask off, chucking it away to the side. “Surprise.” A dark curl of a grin spread across his lips. He should have felt something but he didn’t. He should felt something about facing these people as him, and not as some masked murderer, but he only felt numb. He didn’t give them enough time to react before he swung the knife into his left hand and with his right grabbed the pistol from his waistband, firing a single shot. It wasn’t clear where he’d find until Alicia’s body lurched forward Pete’s arms, falling to the ground as the blood spread across her chest. “In my defence, I told her I’d kill her if she told you guys.”

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rxthoswald:

His words made her happy. Satisfied, in a way. She looked him in the eyes, a small, sincere smile painting her face. “We’re bonded forever. I’m grateful for that.” she told him, as this was something she genuinely believed. 

He pressed his forehead against her, his fingers entangling themselves in her hair. Riker wasn’t the same person he was before this all started, he had never felt like needed to rely on somebody so much until her. “I can’t wait for this to be over.” The words left his mouth before he could think about what he was saying. 

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rxthoswald:

She let the moment last for a while, letting him relax in her presence. She then planted a light kiss on the back of his neck. “What’s on your mind?” 

He squeezed her hand with his own. “Nothing,” he murmured, turning around in her arms and placing his hands on her face. “Just-” he paused, taking a moment to think about what he should say, “-I’m glad we did this. I’m glad I did this with you.”

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rxthoswald:

“We’re gonna be okay.” she spoke softly, her arms wrapping around him from behind as she rested her head against his upper back. “Remember, I love you.” 

He wrapped his arm’s around her’s, leaning into her touch. He hadn’t realised how tense he had been before he let out a sigh of relief and relaxed. “I know. I love you too.”

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aliciawittingham:

Alicia suppressed the urge to bite back. “Right, but I followed Billy out of the apartment so it couldn’t have been long after that you came down with Maverick,” she explained bluntly. “You didn’t see anything, did you?” Alicia pushed herself forward, arms folding across her chest. 

“No, nothing,” he responded her bluntness with his own. “Now, if that’s all, Alicia, I have places to be.” He grabbed the hand the car door, pushing her out of the way as he did. 

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aliciawittingham:

Alicia leaned against the driver side’s door. Riker standing just in front of her look all handsome, it kind of reminded her why she’d had that crush on him. “You left the party the same time as Billy, right?”

Riker gritted his teeth. Play it cool, Riker. She doesn’t know, he thought to himself because she couldn’t possibly know anything. He shook his head, “No, I remember leaving just as you were starting up drama again, Alicia.” 

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aliciawittingham:

Alicia couldn’t believe she was spending her free day waiting outside of a church. She paced outside, arms crossed, tapping her fingers until she saw him. He walked straight passed her out of the church doors onto the sidewalk, she had to run to catch up to him. “Riker, I need to talk to you.” 

“What is it Alicia?” He sighed, aggravated, walking to his car. He really didn’t want to have to deal with her today, or any day for that matter. 

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rxthoswald:

Ruth quickly pulled away at the sound of the hysterical voice that belonged to Pete’s irrational skank of ex-girlfriend. She didn’t even look at the girl. Her gaze went straight down to her hands as she waited for the storm to come.  

Not far behind Alicia was Riker, followed by Maverick. He rolled a cigarette as he walked which almost had him walking straight into Alicia. “What the fu-” he began, before taking in the sight before him. “What’s going on?” He questioned, his eyes stuck on Ruth with Pete’s arm around her. “My ex-boyfriend can’t even wait five minutes after we break up to start kissing somebody else, that’s what’s happening.” Alicia sneered. Riker’s blood was boiling. “What?”

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mavericknmorty:

Rick didn’t put any deeper meaning into the boy’s reactions, as he was used to his cousin being bitter about things. He carried on the conversation, like he always did when in this state, resting his elbow on the counter. “I dunno. He’s a good guy. He needs someone he could get along with.” 

“He gets along with you, doesn’t he?” Riker questioned. “What makes you think a church girl is the right match? I don’t understand why he just doesn’t want a break after dealing with Alicia for a year.” He muttered, feeling bleak at the idea that that preppy jock might have his hands on his girl as they spoke. “Do you wanna  go for a smoke?”

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mavericknmorty:

“Oh, dude, what the fuck, don’t say that.” Rick let out what sounded like a suppressed, painful laugh, as he hit his cousin in the chest. Not too hard, of course. Rick wasn’t planning on starting any brawls tonight. “Hell yeah they are.” he stated, as if he had never been more sure of anything in his life before. “I dunno, if I know my boy, he’s prolly got some lowkey thing for the reverend’s daughter.” he paused. “Well, I think it’s pretty sweet–– they can go on some Sunday mass dates together.” he laughed, his jokes being more playful than bitter. 

Riker grinned at his cousin’s enthusiastic response to his friend’s break-up, but it soon faded when he realised that meant Pete had no reason not to make a move on Ruth. Maverick’s following words only added more dread to his heart. He didn’t laugh, he didn’t even pretend to laugh. “I didn’t think she was his type.”

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mavericknmorty:

“Okay, bye!” Rick called out after his friend, before turning back to Riker. “Yeah.” Rick agreed, not sensing anything wrong with his cousin’s response. In fact, he was actually a bit proud that Riker seemed to be finally over the girl. “He’s an okay dude. A little uptight at times, but I guess you just gotta break the ice.” he rambled. “Oh.” he paused at the question. “Nothing huge.” he decided. “You know, I may or may not have mentioned something about her breakup, but it’s no biggie.” he waved it off. “I’m just glad she has shut up.” he commented, in a way meaning for it to be a joke, but, like, c’mon. 

Riker tried not listen to Maverick discuss his ex-girlfriend’s new love interest, downing the rest of his drink and starting another one in the process. He had lost all rights to be jealous, but there was no stopping it. “No wonder she fucking hates you, man,” he laughed, shaking his head. “Can’t believe I used to think she wanted to fuck you,” he mentioned absentmindedly, laughing louder at even thought of it. “Are her and Pete officially over then?” He asked after calming down, trying to sound nonchalant. He needed to know if there was a chance he’d trying making a move on his... well, Ruth, but he didn’t know how to go about finding out if there was something more going on between the two of them without coming across as too interested. 

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mavericknmorty:

“Oh, shit, right.” Rick laughed. “I forget you’re a Christian superstar now.” he joked, as he struggled to open yet another bottle. Finally, he just smashed the top against the counter, pouring the liquid into a mug and hoping that no glass came along. “It’s pretty recent, I suppose.” he took a small sip, checking if he could taste anything sharp. Luckily, he did not. 

“Fuck off,” Riker laughed, shoving his cousin’s shoulder. He felt a wave of a relief wash over him as he watched Pete and Ruth leave the kitchen. He wasn’t sure why that was his reaction, surely he should have been worried about her going off with another guy, but maybe it was because he always felt like he needed to be something else around her. “Good for her.” He nodded solemnly, not meaning it in the slightest. “What did you do to Alicia?” He asked, wanting to change the subject. It didn’t take much guess work to figure out he’d have something to do with the scowling girl, drinking on a couch alone. 

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mavericknmorty:

“Dude! You can’t say fuck and church in the same sentence. I heard her dad’s the reverend.” Rick whispered to him. “Whatya mean? Nothing too crazy, man. What, are you alright?” 

“Yeah, I know I fucking work for him,” he rolled his eyes. “When did Noella and Kurt become a thing?”