2-D pulled away. I didn't want his warmth to leave. I didn't let him leave. I came back at him, but I came on a little too strong, we fell off the bed, and he landed on top of me. He and I laughed.
"Hey are you ticklish?"
I asked. He gave me a questioning look, until I tickled him. Turns out, he's more ticklish than my sibling. He laughed but he got me back, we rolled around on the floor, until he screamed.
"TRUCE TRUCE!! IMMA PEE MYSELF!!"
I laughed.
"Finally gave up huh?"
He tackled me.
"Not yet!"
I laughed until the door slammed open.
"If you and your whore are gonna shag, please shut the door."
2-D got up.
"Leave us along Murdoc."
He wrapped his arm around my waist. Murdoc looked hurt, but then hid it.
"So what, she's your bitch now?"
2-D looked a little scared but it slowly slid back when he said out loud.
"No, she's my new girlfriend, don't even THINK about taking her LIKE YOU DID PAULA!! I LOVED HER... I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND!!! And then you...."
He cried...
"I hate you Murdoc Niccals.... I HATE YOU SO MUCH!!"
Murdoc took a step back... he looked hurt, the. It was masked by anger.
"IF YOU WANNA HATE ME THEN FINE!!! HATE ME!! SEE IF I CARE!!!"
He yelled. He turned around quickly. I saw a single tear fall to the ground.
"You can hate me 2-D... go ahead..."
I got up and ran after Murdoc.
"Wait!"
I put my hand on his shoulder, for a minute he rested his head on my head, then realized his pain, and punched me in the gut.
"Fuckin slags..."
He said as he walked off, lighting a cigarette, and disappearing into his room. 2-D ran to my aid.
"Are you ok?! Did he hurt you bad?!"
I shook my head.
"Why would you say that to him..."
"I-... don't know... I was so mad... Paula..."
"Who's Paula?"
"My ex... she and Murdoc..."
"I see..."
"Do you wanna... go... out?"
I sighed.
"No. Bye 2-D"
"WAIT!! (Y/N)!!"
"2-D... I need space.... I guess... I'm sorry I mislead you."
I hugged him.
"Let's stay friends."
He nodded sadly and hugged back. He kissed my neck lightly making me shiver.
"Goodbye."
I walked out of his room. I went to Murdoc's door. I knocked lightly. The door opened I saw him in only jeans.
"What do you want slag."
I looked him in the eye. I cupped his face.
"If it makes you feel any better... I don't hate you."
