Disclaimer: I do not own 2D, Gorillaz, or Linkin Park... all these are owned by the overlords...
SUMMARY: 2D from Gorillaz has a drug problem, and when it begins to interfere with his normal life, the other members begin to get worried. Based off of the Linkin Park CD "Meteora"
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Chapter 1: Forward
CRASH
It was as if he could hear the loud slamming of the glass in his head. Hell, he could almost feel it. The pain was just as extraordinary as it was now and the blue-haired singer sat up in his head. He yelled, but his room was in the basement, so all noises were muffled. Reaching around on the bedside, he felt around for the bottle of pills... quickly finding them in their normal place.
Taking a big swig of his glass of stale water, he gulped down 2 of the pills left, carefully dropping all but one back into the bottle. Even though it was dark, he could still see the small outline of the white cylinder in his hand. Come on, 2D! he thought. Jus' take da pill... one moore won' 'urt!
He placed it into his mouth and swallowed it, this time without water, and laid back down. The wait was always the worst part. Pills don't take effect in only seconds, they take a long time. So, fighting off the powerful migraine, he shifted his thoughts back to that day. It definitely wasn't a pleasant memory, but at least it was something.
He remembered it clearly now. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. The customer kept asking him questions he didn't know the answers to, and he was very nervous. He was supposed to get a promotion that day, but he looked like a total flop with his blue hair and lack of knowledge. Why would he get it anyways?
But when he heard the revving noise, and he saw the small car in the distance, he knew something was wrong. If he would have moved then, it might not have hit him. But then, where would he be then? Certainly not in Kong as a rich, sexy, bastard!
It almost seemed like someone had paused the scene and was slowly moving it forward, frame by frame. He saw the car hit the glass, but he heard every small crack of the glass, like someone was hitting the glass with a small hammer, carefully. Just watching the people move out of the way next to him, and watching the car move forward towards him, he couldn't think of anything but what the glass sounded like.
CRASH
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Hope you like it... sorry it was short... R&R