You're My Medicine When You're Close To Me

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3rd 2d

The light flickered for a second then blazed bright for a full minute before flickering. 2d just stared at it waiting for it to blow up.

Just like his life.

It would either blow into something beautiful or something horrible.

He felt out of place when he'd wake up and something just wouldn't feel right, like there was a vaccum in his chest that sucked up anything normal and spit out the dysphoria. He knew what made him sad, what made him angry, what scared him, but he didn't know what made him feel out of place.

It could be everything or nothing at all. And that bothered him. A lot of things did but this was the worst.

A wave of sadness washed over him and covered him like a suffocating blanket. The urge to cry built up in his chest but he wouldn't let it out. What did he have to cry for? His old life? Been so used to this one it felt like a foriegn distant place that could be reached by sea or yak. Hurt? He was hurt enough by Murdoc, he could remember every time his drunk sluggish fist pounded into his face or foot met body. He was used to that too. He just learned to tune everything out. He could  literally make himself not feel the pain.

Except for the headaches. Those could possibly be the worst. 2d could feel the pressure start to build up behind his right eye and turned away from the light. Screwing his eyes closed he turned onto his belly. It was 3 in the morning and the house was dead asleep. Well as far as 2d knew.

3rd Murdoc

A chord vibrated as he strum it making a harsh gritty sound.

Murdoc plucked it again liking it, it hurt his ears but he did it again,  fingers sliding up the neck and pressing on the 2nd fret. That sounded good. He played a bit more testing it. Murdoc was drunk but not wasted.

He was bored. The man set the instrument down and picked himself up off the floor that was scattered with bottles, papers , trash of all sorts ranging from candy to condom wrappers.

Disgusting really.

Maybe the blue haired boy was still awake. He should check on him make sure he didn't OD on pills or something. Murdoc inched his was across the room quietly to not wake anyone, Noodle and Russell's rooms being  just below them.

Murdoc
I crept along the floorboards that weren't squeaky or noisy and opened blue's room. He seemed asleep. Arm draped across his eyes and still as possible, chest rising up and down at a regular pace. I moved in to look past him to make sure there wasn't any empty pill bottles. There weren't.

I didn't leave just admired his features before realizing what I was doing and storming out and going back to my room.

Right. I hated him. I hated everyone. I wasn't allowed to feel. He was which made me angry and for the past couple times I put my hands on him he blocked it out. Just like I would. It angered and scared me. I hit him that last time until I at least got a whimper or a tear. I was rewarded with both, hysterical sobbing actually as he screamed at me and beat his fists against my chest. He was too fragile to make any real harm, but I got the point. He loathed me.

I slammed my door and plopped down on the bed with a dramatic angry sigh. "Ugh!" I sat up and grabbed a shoe off my foot and flung it at the wall. Why did I like him so much? There was nothing special about him. Sure he was sweet and submissive but I loved when he argued with me like a brat and was moody. He had a beautiful voice and soft skin. Oh sweet Satan, I need to stop. I grabbed a pillow and put it over my face screaming into it like a little girl who didn't get her way. I flung it off my face and draped a blanket it over me trying to go to sleep.

2d
I stumbled around the bathroom slipping on something wet on the floor almost going face first into the tub but caught myself on the toilet. I couldn't see my vision blurry from the growing cluster headache forming on the right side of my head. I sunk my knees to the floor rubbing at it, pressing my fingers into the temple in desperate attempt to stop it. It was fruitless. The pounding began to start making me feel I'd be knocked over. I squinted my eyes and whimpered in pain trying to not cry out. My hands fisted up my jeans as I blindly searched for my phone. I got it and hit dial to Noodle.

Noodle
My phone pinged rapidly indicating a call. I turned in bed trying to block it out and go back to sleep. It continued right after it ended. Frustrated I sat up and grabbed it.

The caller I'd was 2d . I put it up to my ear. "Hello?" There was no answer just heavy breathing. "2d? You there? Hell-"
"H.. head. Noo-noodle. Please." I shot out of bed and ran to his room busting the door open. He wasn't in the bed or on the floor.

The bathroom let out a loud sob. I ran in grabbing the high dosage ibuprofen. I held him by the shoulder and slipped a few pills into his mouth and grabbed a cup from the sink filling it with water and pressing it to his lips.

He drank with a desperate hunger. I watched as another wave of pain passed over him. He sputtered and gasped pushing the cup away and gripping his hair in fists. I stood up and ran to Murdoc's room. He'd know how to handle this.