The Better Pill (2D X Murdoc)

2

*This takes place immediately after the last chapter*

Murdoc slowly made his way back to his abusive home after finishing school. He was honestly surprised with himself that he hadn't decided to ditch. Either way, he didn't plan staying there for long. His soul purpose of even stepping foot back in that house was to gather some junk food and drugs to take back to his little alleyway hideout.

He didn't want to admit it, but he kind of wanted to see if the mystery person had stopped by too.

As he rested his hand on the door handle to exit the home after gathering the materials, the door swung open, hitting Murdoc in the head and causing him to stumble backwards.

Sebastian Jacob Niccals came strolling in the house with his arm around some blonde strumpet. His father's expression changed to one suaveness to one of enragement after laying his eyes on his second son.

There was nothing Murdoc could do but stand like a deer in the headlights who was about to get ran over.

Sebastian's hand unraveled itself from around the blonde's waist and immediately made contact with Murdoc's gut, sending him to the ground in a coughing fit.

From there, he proceeded to kick his son from head to toe until he was no longer moving and made off with his harlot in peace.

Murdoc just laid there for a second. Collecting his thoughts and testing just how broken his current state was. Honestly, he felt lucky that his father hadn't noticed all the drugs that he stole, maybe his father might've finally killed him then. He wondered if he would've felt any remorse in doing so. Probably not.

Moments later as Murdoc began to hear loud, unruly moaning emitting from his father's room, he knew it was time to go. He used the nearby worn couch as a crutch to at least get himself off of the floor.

And thus the cycle repeated.

Once again, Murdoc found himself limping down the street, getting stared and whispered at, making it back to his safe haven. And once again, Murdoc found himself in awe as he stared at a nicely folded blanket, a black umbrella, several types of bandages along with rubbing alcohol, and a note.

He felt himself smile as he reached down to grab the note and unfold it to reveal the familiar penmanship.

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I can't believe you actually replied! I really thought you might not like blanket but I'm glad you did- I think. Maybe you didn't like it but you just left it here. Maybe I didn't choose the right color, you're more of a red guy aren't you. Red is also the color of my favorite T-Virus... I've really got to stop going off like this.

Anyway, even if it isn't 'your color', I'm glad you took the blanket. I hope it kept you warm. Also, I didn't know if you were gonna show up today or not, but it's supposed to rain tonight. And I thought, 'what if he gets caught in the rain and can't make it home?' or whatever, but don't worry about returning it, not that you know who I am anyway. I thought about that today, the fact that you don't know who I am and all... I think that's for the best. But don't worry! I'm not some creepy pedophile or anything, I actually go to your school. But I'm not a stalker or anything either! Well, I mean TECHNICALLY kinda because I tend to watch you from time to time, but it's not with malicious intent or anything, I swear!

Just worried.

About you I mean.

I do worry about a lot of things like grades, sick puppies, global warming, ya know- that kinda thing. But I worry about you too. You look like you've got it rough and there's nothing I can do to fix it. However, I refuse to let you break Murdoc.

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Murdoc silently folded up the letter and held it loosely in his hand. His brain and heart were contradicting each other on whether or not to believe this was actually a good thing. The way the mystery person had signed Murdoc's own name so carefully on the crumpled piece of paper made him want to yell and scream that there was no way anyone possibly cared for him on such a level.

Maybe he wanted this to be some kind of sadistic joke. Then he wouldn't have had to think so hard on which way his emotions should be swaying.

Shutting everyone out was much easier than allowing them in.

Maybe he needed this- someone to open up to. Someone who wouldn't judge him for all the scars or his sometimes ill-tempered behavior.

However, there was always the chance that this person was just waiting to get close to Murdoc to break his heart.

But for once, Murdoc was just desperate enough to take that risk.

He grabbed a nearby piece of paper and immediately went to writing.

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Thanks again, for the blanket- and now the umbrella and medical supplies too I guess. You really don't have to give me stuff though. I'm sure your parent's will notice it missing or something. Anyway, thanks again... you.

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Murdoc felt that he should've written more, but didn't feel like getting especially sappy with this mystery person. He just needed to remind himself to prepare for the worse case scenario.

1. This person was actually a pedo just luring him in with sweet talk and empty promises.

2. This person did actually attend his school but was just messing with his feelings for a good laugh.

3. This person thought Murdoc was fine from afar but after meeting him (if that ever happened?), decided that Murdoc was a waste of their time.

He stopped himself there, no longer wanting to delve into the issue. He had wounds to tend to and joints to smoke, so what was stopping him?