2Doc, a Time Bomb

Chapter 34

2D's POV

I nervously got into the car and closed the door. Murdoc began driving and didn't look like he wanted to be anywhere near me, but thanks to all the alcohol I drank I had the courage to speak to him.

"Murdoc, what's up, why are you lookin' so mad?"

"Where the fuck were you?!" He shouted.

I laughed. "I was at a party having a fucking good time with some of my real friends!"

Murdoc scoffed before getting really mad and shouting accusations at me about me ruining his career and all this crap, I was too drunk to even try and understand what he meant.
".... you're a selfish fucking bastard 2D! you think of nobody but your fucking self! I thought you were different but no you're fucking pathetic like the rest of them!" he spat.

Selfish? Says him! How dare he!

"Well fuck you! I'm so glad I have Nate and I'm so happy that he's absolutely nothing like you at all, he's actually nice and caring and funny and sweet unlike you! you're the one who is fucking selfish! You're always hitting me and treating me like crap, I hate you"

Murdoc just scoffed again and rolled his eyes.

He didn't even seem slightly offended! Ah I know what will hurt him, I'll have to lie though as nothing makes him more mad than people taking what he thinks is his.

"Well at least when Nate fucks me he's nice and gentle about it, and the way he kisses me is so sweet and soft unlike you!" I spat back at him.

He immediately stopped the car.

"Get out." He said through gritted teeth.

I was so taken back by what he said that I froze.

"2D get the fuck out NOW!" he shouted, his knuckles were gripping the steering wheel so tight that they were now white.

I instantly got out of the car afraid of what would happen if I didn't. I watched him as he sped off into the distance. I then stumbled the rest of the way home.

Monday

The weekend went by pretty fast as I spent most of it in bed recovering from a massive hangover I had due to Friday's events, I can't even recall much of what happened Friday night, only bits of the party and then I think maybe Murdoc might have gave me a lift home.

I had just finished getting dressed and was sitting by the sitting room window waiting for Mudz to come and pick me up for school.

The clock was ticking and there was no sign of Mudz coming, I decided to call him. There was no answer.
Shit, I'm gonna be late.

I sprinted all the way to school and was still late so I had no time to try and even look for Murdoc. I just headed straight to my first class, where I was hoping to see Nate but he didn't seem to be in today. Probably still recovering from the party.

Lunchtime

I headed straight to the cafeteria in search of Mudz, I spotted him through the crowd instantly, he was sitting with Trigger and Jasper Davies at their table down the back. Nobody ever dared to sit in their seats. As I approached their table I seen Trigger motion to Murdoc that I was approaching. Murdoc then stood up from the chair he was slouching on and turned around to face me, there was no expression on his face.

"Hey Mudz" I tried smiling to make myself less afraid of him.

"Find somewhere else to fucking sit" he said almost as if it were a threat.

Somewhere else to sit? That's odd, he's probably just in a bad mood or something.

I walked away not wanting to make him angry and went in search of Noodle and Russ. I found them and filled them in on what I could remember about Friday night. They told me about their weekends, nothing extraordinary happened to them.

After school ended I went to the carpark to where Murdoc always parks the Stylo, surely enough it was there alongside him. Hopefully he's in a better mood now. I took a deep breath and walked towards him.

"Hey-y are you um maybe dropping me home?"

He scoffed and glared right at me "Why don't you get a fucking lift home with your boyfriend, fag."

"What do you mean my boyfri-"

"Oh just fuck off!" He shouted

"O-o-okay" I stuttered and then practically sprinted away, still confused as to why he's acting like this all of a sudden and what did he mean by boyfriend?

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The next few days were the exact same as Monday had been, there was still no sign of Nate I had tried texting him but got no reply, Murdoc has been completely ignoring me which in one way I'm thankful for but I hate not knowing why, what did I ever do to him? and why all of a sudden does he hate me? I had been gathering whatever confidence I had left in order to go speak to him whenever I see him next.

Surely enough when I turned the corner, my eyes met those infamous mismatched eyes I dreaded having to face and I felt my stomach drop.
Fuck it 2D it's now or never.

I walked right up to him with my heart racing.

"Murdoc please speak to me! I can't take this silence anymore!" my eyes were now filling with tears.

"It doesn't fucking matter! now just go away 2D"

"It does matter! Please Murdoc" I pleaded hoping he'd give in.

"2D fuck off and stop antagonising me or I'll fucking punch you so hard that you don't remember your own name" he warned.

Just as I was about to back off, Snake walked around the corner.

"Ayyy Murdoc long time no see mate!" He grinned.
"Sorry I've been M.I.A. the last few days, I was up north visiting my bird, now tell me how'd the gig go the other night?"

Everything just then clicked with me.

His gig. I forgot his gig.