A Love Unlike Any Other

Change of Heart

Me and 2D fell asleep rather early last night, waking up early too, or at least I did. I was up at 7 am. I headed downstairs as soon as I woke up, wanting to make breakfast. As I passed Murdoc's door, I could smell that familiar scent of rum and cigarettes. My heart dropped a little, but I shook it off and hopped down to the kitchen, forgetting about him instantly. That is until I got down to the kitchen, where Murdoc was standing with a bottle of booze in his hand, and a cigarette in the other. He was staring out the window, at what I don't know, but the way the morning sun reflected off of his smooth, black hair made my heart hurt all over again.

I quietly got myself a bowl of cereal made, and began to tip-toe away, but instead, I tripped. The bowl flew out of my hand and shattered, Murdoc jumped slightly and spun around. "Oh, it's you..." He grumbled, looking away again. I whined and stood up, rubbing my head. I hit it on the tile floor when I fell and it hurt pretty bad, but I was ok. "Thanks for making sure I was ok..." I mumbled, he chuckled at my words and flicked the cigarette in my direction. It landed between my feet. "Why are you acting like this... What did I do wrong? Whatever it is I'm sorry!" I shouted at him, throwing the cigarette back, hitting him in the head.

"Your a witch..." He mumbled out "Your a manipulative whore...". I stared at him, I was so shocked about what he said. "What do you mean... What do you mean I'm a whore??" I choked out a bit. Whores are cheaters. they sleep around... I don't do that! He looked at me, his eyes narrowed before he chucked my phone at me. He had it this whole time. "All those god damn dating apps and dates you set up with those men!! All you want is a fucking toy and I won't let you use me and lie to my god damn face!!" He yelled.

He was mad over old dating apps. Yes they were on my phone and I went on dates I'll admit but I hadn't used them in about 4 months. Maybe I can prove that. "Murdoc... no... You don't understand I haven't used the apps at all in months! Yes they are on my phone but that's because I never uninstalled them... If you read the messages then you would know! Look please!" I scrolled through my phone, pointing at the dates of some messages. "See, this is from August, this one from July. Look this one is from January Murdoc!" I shoved my phone into his face. He snatched the phone and growled, scrolling through the messages with his evil look and a few snarls, but his angered look slowly melted away into a horrified one. He scrolled slowly, seeming to be realizing that I hadn't used them at all. He looked up at me, down at the phone, then back at me. "I didn't even notice that.... Oh god...".

I looked down, rubbing my cheek from when he hit me yesterday, it left a small bruise, and he could see that. "I'm sorry... Please forgive me." He approached me, his hand resting over the hand I had on my cheek. I shook a bit, I wanted to forgive him, but not so easily. I leaned against him and fake cried to scare him. "Only if you p...play with me in the s...snow...." I 'cried' into his chest, he bolted upstairs. "OK!! OK Let me get dressed!". I smirked and threw some shorts on I left on the couch along with some shoes. "I'm an evil little brat~" I whispered and went outside with Murdoc following.

He looked sad, he looked like he didn't forgive himself for what he did. Maybe it was just me but I don't see why he was still mopey, I was gonna forgive him if he play with me. maybe he took it harder then I did. "Murdoc... It's ok..." I whispered to him, hugging his torso with a soft hum. "His strong arms wrapped around my small body, grunting a few times as he trudged through the cold snow. I let him drag me, allowing my feet to make a long line of tracks in the snow between his foot prints. "But I don't forgive me." He said after awhile. "How will you forgive you??" I asked, looking up to him with wide eyes. He stayed silent, before he stopped, spun around and fell back into the soft snow, it was deep enough son that when we fell in, we sank down and were covered by a wall of snow. "Tell me how you feel about me, and I'll forgive myself...". I shook my head. "Word cannot describe how I feel for you my dear Murdoc... nor can actions. I could write a book about you, and it still wouldn't be enough." I smiled slightly, leaning up and kissing his chin. He seemed satisfied with my answer and as I made contact with his chin, his tongue flicked out and licked my nose while his hands made there way down to cup my ass.

I tensed up, my hands gripping his jacket tightly. "You wore shorts, that's easy access right there~" He chuckled with those funny little noises. I shook my head and spoke "Not right now, not here... I wanna have a..." I reached up past his head, before pulling my hand back and slamming a snow ball in his face, "SNOWBALL FIGHT!!" I jumped up and sprinted away, diving behind a bush. "Little shit!" He shouted, beginning to make a pile of snow balls. I giggled, doing the same while watching my back so he didn't sneak attack me. After a few minutes of making snow balls, we began to throw. We had a full out war as we launched snow ball after snow ball. We laughed every time we got hit, ducking down afterwards to prepare for the next blow. I stood up and threw my next ball, while simultaneously getting hit in the eye with Murdoc's. "OW!!" I yelled, falling back into the bush with a pained yell.

He rushed over, pulling me out of the bush with worried eyes. "Annah! Are you ok!?" he questioned, examining my face with a panicked look. I nodded, rubbing the snow that got into my eye out with a pained whimper. He cupped my face a tilted my head up, moving my hand so he could see my eye. "It's a bit read, but I think you'll be ok..." He smiled, kissing right above my eye. I blushed just a bit, eyeing him with a wondering look, but I couldn't hold back, I sat up and kissed him deeply, cupping the sides of his neck. He didn't respond for the longest time, but I soon felt his warm lips return the loving action.

I moaned softly. I missed this feeling, I missed his lips, his hands on my waist. Yes, it had only happened once before, but I had missed it more than anything. He picked me up with his arms under my rump, and he carried me back into the house, sitting me on the couch, and getting on his knees in front of me. "What do you want Annah... Tell me what you want me to do~" He smirked, lifting my shirt and kissing and biting at my stomach. I squirmed a bit, moaning and giggling all at once. "I...I want you..." I whispered, my legs draping over his shoulders.

He gave me a look that made me melt, and I gave in to his loving actions. He was so gentle, yet so rough.