Chapter 35

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2D's POV

I stood there in complete and utter shock. I forgot. How did I forget about his gig? It mustn't have went well for him if he's this pissed.

Slowly bits of Friday night after the party came flooding back into my memory. "Where the fuck were you!?" His words from the other night now echoed in my head. It all made sense now. That's why he was so mad at me for going to Nate's, that's why he now hates me. I promised I would be there and I let him down, just like people always do.

I drifted back into reality when I seen snake walking away from where we were standing. Their conversation must have ended. I looked at Murdoc not knowing what to say to him, not knowing how to tell him just how truly sorry I am and how I wish I had been there for him. He was still glaring at me and at this point I couldn't blame him for that.

"Mudz -I -I'm so-" I couldn't even finish my sentence as I burst into tears and lunged forward to hug him, he smelled like he always did, but he didn't hug me back. I sobbed numerous apologies into his grey jumper but he just pushed me away and grunted "Whatever". I fell to my knees as I watched him walk away and back down the corridor.

Why am I acting like this? He deserved to feel hurt like the way he's constantly hurting me! But he protects me now and doesn't hurt me that much and now I've just fucked everything up.

I went into the bathroom and dried my eyes. Just as I was leaving, a few guys came in and all started whispering to one another as soon as they saw me. I couldn't really make out what they were saying but I caught the end of one of the guy's sentence "....It's all his fault" was all I heard him say.
What the Hell does that mean? What is my fault? I was too afraid to ask them in case they had heard that I was no longer under Murdoc's protection and would try to hurt me so I just headed off to my next class.

I could hardly focus on what Mr. Knight was saying throughout the whole class, my mind had become a mess of questions about what those guys were talking about and what it had to do with me, and full of ideas on how I'm going to sort this situation with Murdoc out. In the end I decided that there's no better way to solve this than to talk with him, even if it means getting beaten up.

Once the bell had rang for lunch, I ran through the halls and to the cafeteria looking for him, I couldn't see him anywhere. I spotted Trigger sitting alone at their table and even though I was terrified of him, I went and asked him if he had seen Murdoc anywhere, maybe he doesn't know what has happened and will tell me. He told me that he thinks Murdoc and Snake went down to the bar. I headed there straightaway. Clearly he doesn't know about Friday.

The bar was only around the corner, Trigger never said the name of it but it had become Murdoc's usual spot for drinking so I guessed he'd be in here. It was quite empty inside which made spotting Snake really easy. I rushed over t him and asked about Mudz, he was clearly drunk as he slurred that he went to the bathrooms.

I made my way to the most awful bathrooms I had ever seen in my life and surely enough found Mudz standing in there taking a piss. He noticed me come in and finished urinating, then zipped up the zipper on his black jeans and leaned against the dirty urinal.

"Well well well would you look at who bloody decided to show up, ahaha you'll show up to a fucking pub toilet for me but not to the most important night of my life." He laughed at his own words and misfortune, showing me just how drunk he really was and it was only one o'clock in the day.

"Murdoc please I've apologised so many times already, I don't know what more can I do!" I was on the verge of tears again.

"Don't apologise 2D, it wasn't your fault, it was actually mine for thinking that you were just maybe something more than the nasty little whore you are, my fault for thinking that somebody gave a fuck about me. 2D mate you should be fucking delighted that I'm never going to speak to you or even look at you again, I won't even hurt you anymore, just having to look at your pathetic face makes me want to vomit, so this is it, after today I don't want you to ever speak to me again. Now get the fuck out of my way" He pushed past me trying to leave, but I held my back against the door, not letting him get past.

"No-o-o Mudz I care, I do care p-please I really do care." I stuttered.

"Oh yeah 2D, you care? you fucking care?!?" His anger was growing "Did you fucking care about me when you let that little cunt fuck you!"

"What? What are you talking about, who are you talking about?" I was now beyond confused.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about! That motherfucker, Nathan or Nate or whatever his sodding name is" he slurred.

What? What does he mean? why would he say that?

"Mudz why would you say something like that?" I asked completely puzzled by his words.

"Don't play fucking dumb with me, you slept with him and now he'll sleep for the rest of his fucking life" He smirked with nothing but pure evil in his eyes, before he threw me to the ground and left the bathrooms.

He'll sleep for the rest of his life? what the heck does that mean?

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