S t i n g [2DOC]

~6~

"Do people really change or is it our perception of them that changes when we see a new side to them?"

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Murdoc's POV:

It was getting late, but I couldn't sleep. It wasn't because I was horny- me and 2D had just shared another passionate encounter, so I was okay in that department- I just had too many thoughts drifting in my mind. Each of them forcing me to stay awake.

I turned over to face 2D in order to try and distract myself momentarily from my thoughts. He was sleeping soundly by my side with my silk bedsheets wrapped around him.

He looked almost doll-like when he slept. His skin was like porcelain. It was so smooth and clear, with the exception of my dark love-bites painted all over his body.

The words that he'd said before echoed in my mind:

"You want me to be yours. Okay. I've always been yours anyway. I never did belong to anyone else but you."

My heart was racing when he'd said that. I couldn't believe it, but did he really mean every word that he'd said?

I wonder if he feels the same way about me?

Does he love me or am I the only one emotionally invested?

He said he loved me before when we had our fling, but I didn't know how I felt about him back then. I was only in it for the sex, but then he made things complicated. I couldn't understand my own emotions, so I just ended up lashing out at him and beating him. It was such an awful response.

If someone tells you that they love you, then your first response shouldn't be to beat the shit out of them.

Now I'm worried that I've ruined everything since then. Will he ever be able to love me again if I make things right this time?

Or what if he reacts the same way that I did? What if he freaks out and pushes me away? This must be what a one-sided love feels like. Now I'm getting a taste of my own medicine and it hurts like hell.

This is the exact reason why I can't sleep at night. I'm too busy thinking about him.

How does he manage to find a way to slip into every crevice of my life?

I love him, but I also hate him for making me hurt like hell without even meaning to.

After a long while of contemplating our relationship, I heard 2D stirring beside me. Sleepily, his eyes blinked open.

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2D's POV:

The silky bedsheets made me realise where I was. Murdoc's room.

I always end up rushing back to him, even after everything he's done to me in the past.

Is there something wrong with me?

Somebody who has hurt me so much and I can't even walk away from him, no matter how much I try.