Chapter 43

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2D'S POV

Today had been going by pretty quickly, I've been thinking about my conversation with Murdoc non stop since I woke up and still I haven't been able to figure out what to do.
I hate him but I also sorta like him, it's infuriating. I've always had a crush on him, ever since I could remember. Yes he has bullied me my whole life but there's something about his appearance that is so striking, I've never seen anybody look remotely similar to him, but then he opens his mouth and everything is ruined. He is really horrible to me and I do think my life would be much better had I never met him, but then it feels nice when he holds me or when he kisses me or when he protects me, everyone is afraid of him so I do feel a little special when he says that I'm his 'cause I know I'm safe then. I like the feeling of security he gives me but then is it worth it if he's the one I'm most afraid of? I know it's not at all how I thought it would be. I always thought that losing my virginity would be a super special romantic moment, I thought it would be like the movies with the candles and soft music and with someone I love. I never dared to imagine it would be with him but I'm happy it was, he made it all feel perfect, why can't he be like that all the bloody time? I sighed deciding to head downstairs and maybe ask my mum for advice not that I would take too much from her seeing as she married my father after all.

"Hey mum" I smiled sitting down on the couch.

"Oh hi Stu honey, I've just made some tea for myself, here let me get you a cup"

She rushed off into the kitchen and came back a few minutes later with a cup of tea and some ham and cheese crackers for me.

"Here have something to eat love, you don't look like you've been eating properly, you promised me you would when I agreed to take on more shifts at work." She said looking a little bit disappointed with me.

"I know Mum, I'm sorry I promise I'll try to eat more from now on, I just get so caught up with school work that I forget sometimes." I smiled weakly at her

"Oh it's okay dear, just make sure you're taking care of yourself. How is school going for you? Any girlfriends that I should know about?" She beamed

I almost choked on my cracker. I swallowed and scratched the back of my neck "umm yeah Mum about that I uhh I wanted to ask you maybe about relationships ehh if that's okay?" I said feeling a bit awkward.

She clapped her hands excitedly then I watched as she had a moment of realisation and she gasped and put a hand over her mouth.

"What's wrong Mum?" I gulped.

"Oh well um Stu you know how you're sixteen now nearly seventeen and not so much of a boy anymore well there is a small thing I have to tell you about. You see when a man and a woman love each other well sometimes that man might want to put his penis in-"

"OMG MUM WHAT THE HECK!! That is not what I was asking about" I cringed hiding behind a pillow feeling mortified. Did she really think I didn't know what sex was up until now?

"Oh um well I thought that was what you were asking me about." she laughed

"No thanks Mum you really don't need to tell me anything about that, I already know everything."

"What exactly does that mean Stuart" She said more sternly. I then realised how what I had said sounded.

"Oh no no I didn't mean it like that I mean like I'm having sex well I'm not having sex well I'm not not having sex well that's not what I mean, I just mean ehhh" I trailed off knowing that I had already said way too much.

"Look Stuart, I know you're old enough now to decide what to do with your body just for the love of God do not get anyone you're seeing pregnant" She warned

I did a small smirk to myself knowing that definitely wouldn't be happening to me.

"Well if that's not what you came down here to talk about then what was it?" She asked

"Eh well how do you like know if you're in a relationship like a proper relationship? and if you have sex with someone does that mean you need to forgive them for doing horrible things? and is okay for them to do horrible things if then they are nice to you afterwards? and how do you know if somebody actually cares or if they are just doing it to get what they want from you? I'm a bit confused Mum." I said defeatedly

"Oh Stu honey it sounds like you have a lot going on, what sort of girls do you be getting involved with? But anyways the short answer is no- it's never okay to treat the person you love badly. I think you probably have noticed that me and your father aren't the perfect example of a happy marriage. We were in love once like proper in love, I spent every waking minute of my day thinking and daydreaming about him. I longed to be near him and when he would leave for work I would miss him before he even had left. But then you know he started going to the pub after work and coming home much later and much angrier. I became his target once he got home, I had enough one night and decided I was leaving him, I moved back in with my parents for a few days and then I found out I was pregnant with you. My parents were very traditional and didn't believe it was right for me to be living away from my husband with a baby. So essentially they kicked me out. I moved back in hoping things would change once you came along, and they did for a few years. But obviously you know his anger and his violent side never went away. I'm so sorry for all he has done to you Stu, I have been saving like crazy all these years to try and get us out of here, it's why I work so much, because if I divorce him, he will get everything Stu and we will be left with nothing. I'm just glad he's away with work most of the time so he won't suspect anything. But anyways no it's not okay to be with someone like that, if I have learned anything in all these years it's that people like your father will never change, they beg and plead and make a million excuses but they will always be rotten inside."

I sat there speechless, I never knew my Mum was going through all of that. Maybe she was a lot stronger than I ever gave her credit for. I stood up and hugged her "Thanks Mum, I love you"

I sat back down thinking of everything my mum had told me, wondering if Murdoc was exactly the same as my dad or if there was more to him than a pair of bruised knuckles.

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