It was 12'0 clock in the morning, 2-D had woken up for his midnight pain killer.
"Ahh, fuck, my head" he said running his hands through his hair, reaching over to his side table.
"What the?...Where are they?"2-D sat up in his bed, trying to spot the tiny jar in the mess that covered his floor. Then something shimmered in the dark... it was kinda red. It was blood.
'where the fuck, where those come from?' he thought to himself.
He got up and followed the little droplets out of his room, in to the car park, where he saw the blood trail in to Murdocs winnie. The smell and music coming out was unbearable, but he still went on.
The door opened only to release an even worse whiff, of what he had been smelling.
When he got in there was Murdoc, laying on his backside, blood pouring out of a cut on his arm, and 2-D's little bottle of pills, empty on the floor.
"The hell? Whots wrong with you?" He walked over to the weak bassest, knocking over anything in his way.
"You so stupid..." 2-D grabbed the pill case and turned to leave, then Murdoc lashed out at his hips, and pulled him down.
"Don't ever call me stupid, Love." he calmly whispered in to 2-Ds ear, and licked his neck.
"Murdoc, whot are you, doing?" He said in a gasp, trying to face his attacker.
Murdoc payed no attention to the blue haired boy, now sitting on his crotch.
"you have something i want... that i want so badly" caressing 2-d in his arms, still nipping at his neck. 2-D still puzzled at what was going on started to whimper softly.
"What, no not now Murdoc... please..." He could feel his heart pounding in his chest. 'Fuck, if I scream he'll hurt me... im stuck this time..'
The Grimy man had a slite smirk on his face, licking his lips he pulled at 2-D's hair, making him cry aloud. 'Forcing him on the bed was hard enough and now I cant make him shut up!' Murdoc chuckled watching the singer tremble.