Pills
Rated: PG
(contains boy x boy)
2d lay in his bed, crying into his pillow. He looked over to his bed stand where he had a container of pain killers. He wanted to make the pain go away… forever. He sat up and grabbed the capsule and popped the lid open. He poured the pills into his trembling hands. He stared at them for a moment, and then glanced around his room. "Goodbye," he whispered. He took a deep breath and just before he took the pain killers, Murdoc stumbled into the room. "Oi, face-ache, Where's my-" Murdoc froze. He looked down at the younger man with his face moist and eyes swollen from crying so much, and a handful of deadly medication.
2d pretended like he wasn't there and continued to bring the medication closer to his mouth. Murdoc grabbed 2d's wrist and the pills spilled all over the floor. "What the bloody hell are ya doin'!?" Murdoc yelled. "Why do you care!?" 2d cried. "If you take that many pain killers then you'll die, you idiot!" Murdoc scowled. "I'm tryin' ta kill myself!" 2d pulled his arm away. Murdoc's eyes widened. "Why would ya do that!?" Murdoc questioned. "You know why… I'm tired of all the pain! I'm tired of the way you treat me! I'm tired of everything! I WANNA DIE!" 2d cried.
Tears trickled down the vocalist's cheeks. Murdoc watched as 2d pulled the bed covers over himself, faced the wall and wept into his pillow. Murdoc sighed, "Get up, face-ache. You're gonna be fine." 2d mumbled something. Murdoc rolled his eyes. He crawled into bed with the younger man, he didn't react at first. Murdoc hugged 2d from behind. He could feel the vocalist trembling. "What are you doin'?" 2d asked, voice cracking. "Look at me," Murdoc demanded. 2d turned over and faced the older man. Now that 2d was facing him, Murdoc fully embraced him. 2d twitched in fear. He didn't know what to expect, Murdoc had never held him before.
2d's eyes started to well up again. Murdoc noticed this. "It's okay, you can cry," He whispered. 2d buried his face in Murdoc's chest and cried, "Why?" "Why what?" Murdoc questioned. "Why do I have to hurt so much," 2d whimpered into Murdoc. At this point Murdoc started to feel the slightest bit guilty, he didn't think he had hurt 2d that much. 2d's cries filled the room. "Shhh…" Murdoc attempted to calm him down. "Why are so being so… kind to me all of the sudden?" 2d asked, "I thought you hated me… I thought you wanted me to kill myself." "I don't want you to kill yourself," Murdoc mumbled in guilt. 2d's eyes widened. "Really?" The innocence in 2d's voice pierced through Murdoc.
"Stewart, look at me," Murdoc commanded. 2d lifted his weak head and gazed at the demon. Murdoc put his hands on the "pretty boy's" face and wiped away his tears. 2d shivered at his caress. "Murdoc, you really don't have to-" "Shhh…" Murdoc interrupted. Murdoc studied 2d's face. Sweet Satan, he was beautiful. His messy blue hair, his deep black eyes, his pale skin. He couldn't hold back anymore. Murdoc pressed his lips against the blue-haired beauty's forehead. 2d silently gasped in shock. Murdoc pulled back the see the look on 2d's face. 2d's eyes widened and his face turned bright red.
"M-Murdoc…" 2d mumbled. "You stopped crying," Murdoc pointed out, "You feel better now?" "Uhh… yeah." Murdoc grinned. He let go of the younger man and sat up. "Don't do anything stupid, okay?" Murdoc said as he got up out of bed. "O-Okay…" 2d watched as Murdoc walked out of the room. He lay in his bed, hugging his pillow. Oh, the feeling. Now he knows how much Murdoc needs him.