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2D put on his coat and grabbed his wallet. Just as he was about to open the door, someone grabbed his collar.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Murdoc asked angrily, his face inches away from 2D's.

"I.. I'm just going out," 2D replied lamely.

"Going out? Where?" Murdoc was still only inches away from his face, and 2D used all his willpower not to lean forward.

"Just.. out."

Murdoc stared at him sceptically.

"Are you going to see that Catherine bitch?" he then asked, letting go of 2D's collar, leaning backwards against the wall.

2D turned red. He was, actually. He opened his mouth, thinking rapidly of an excuse, when Russel came in through the front door.

"Hi guys! Oh, sorry D, didn't see you there," he said loudly as he almost smashed 2D's head in with the door.

"It's okay Russ. Bye!" 2D used the distraction Russel had caused to slip through the front door, race to the car and then take off before Murdoc understood what was happening.

He knew there was going to be hell to pay when he came home, but he didn't care. He drove into town, until he had reached a certain café. There he parked, and went inside. He picked a table and got some coffee. Then he waited patiently.

"2D! Oh, I'm so sorry I'm late. I hope you didn't have to wait long?" a female voice suddenly came from behind him.

Catherine sat opposite him. She was a tall girl with short black hair and too much red lipstick.

"It's okay, Cathy. I only just managed to get out myself," 2D replied, smiling.

"Why? Did Murdoc give you shit again?" she asked, getting some coffee herself.

2D sighed, and nodded.

"You shouldn't let him control you like that, D. You're not his child. You're his bandmate. If you want to go out and have some fun or whatever, you should do just that," Catherine said solemnly.

"He read our text messages. He wasn't happy," 2D said quietly.

Catherine snorted. "Well that's his own fucking problem! It's none of his business what's going on between us-"

"Erm, nothing's going on between us, Cathy," 2D said, frowning slightly.

Catherine blinked and smiled.

"Of course not honey. Not yet, anyway," she added quietly.

"What was that?" 2D asked, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Nothing, dear. Now, I was thinking, maybe we should go to my place later. We could watch a dvd or something, because frankly I'm not in the mood to wander through town all day again," Catherine said.

2D nodded distractedly, staring out of the window. He was thinking back to the moment he had met Catherine.

It was right after a concert, and she was one of the fangirls waiting to see him. Except she was different. She wasn't screaming, or jumping. She just stood there, staring at 2D with such intensity that it made him shiver. Later that night, they had sex. Afterward, they still talked to each other quite a lot and became pretty good friends, even though she had always wanted more than friendship.

Catherine was staring at him, and she put a hand on his arm. "Come on, let's go," she said with a smile.

2D agreed and she got in his car. She didn't have a car, she always took a cab.

They drove to her place, while she was giving him directions. He had never been to her house before, and she was feeling pretty excited.

2D parked the car, and they went inside.

"Make yourself at home," Catherine grinned, and he let himself fall on the couch, still rather quiet.

Catherine got some wine, and she put a romantic dvd on. She poured a lot of wine for the two of them, and she immediately took a huge gulp.

2D glanced at her without interest, his mind full of Murdoc. He took a small sip of the wine and pulled a face. It was cheap wine, apparently. After a while, Catherine leaned her head on 2D's shoulder. 2D shifted uncomfortably but didn't push her off.

"Mmm, 2D, you smell so good," she whispered, sniffing at his neck.

"Um. Thanks." He moved away a bit.

Catherine was pretty drunk by now, and she started trailing her hand down 2D's chest.

"Come on, I want you, you want me, just let it happen," she cooed.

2D grabbed her hand and pushed it away.

"Catherine, I don't want you! Stop it, you're drunk!" he said nervously.

Catherine merely giggled.

"Oh, honey, stop lying," she breathed, and quickly sat on top of 2D before he could move away.

He yelped, and tried to push her off, but he didn't want to hurt her so it didn't have much effect.

Catherine suddenly kissed him. 2D's eyes flew wide open and he tried pushing her face away, but she held on tight. He thought about biting her lip, but then he felt sorry for her.

Meanwhile Catherine was moving one hand down to his zipper. She started rubbing him quickly, and 2D turned red and yelled. His instincts kicked in, and he pushed her roughly off of him.

She shrieked, and fell over on the couch.

"Catherine, I think I should go," 2D said with shock still in his voice.

"No, baby, don't go! Let's have some fun!" Catherine hiccoughed desperately, holding on to 2D's arm, her sharp red fingernails breaking his skin and making him bleed.

He wrenched himself free from her grip and ran to the front door. She ran after him.

"Please, 2D! Y-you know you want this too! 2D, COME BACK!" Catherine shouted desperately, but 2D ignored her and jumped in his car.

When he finally was driving away, he heard her shout.

"You'll regret this, Stuart! Just wait!"

He shivered and drove on. He thought about how stupid he had been. He had been sitting there, ignoring all the signs, while she lusted after him more and more every day.. he regretted ever sleeping with her. He groaned. And in a few minutes he was going to have to deal with shit from Murdoc.. Everything was just going wrong.

He arrived home a few minutes later. Quietly, he stepped out of the car, and tiptoed past Murdoc's Winnebago. He was almost at the front door – fuck! He had tripped over a beerbottle, probably Murdoc's. He landed on his face on the hard stone, and a shout escaped from his lips. He heard the Winnebago open. He scrambled to his feet, pulled at the door handle – it was locked. He felt a blow to the back of his head, and heard something break. Before Russel or Noodle could come outside to see what the noise was about, Murdoc had dragged 2D inside the Winnebago and locked the doors. 2D crawled to the corner and curled up, whimpering, his arms in front of his face. Murdoc turned around, and gave 2D a kick which sent him flying.

"WHAT THE FUCK D'YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, TAKING OFF LIKE THAT WHEN I TOLD YOU NOT TO! YOU LITTLE CUNT!" Murdoc shouted, giving him another kick.

"I'm sorry Murdoc!" 2D wailed, yelling after every kick.

Suddenly, Murdoc paused.

2D peeked through his arms, wondering why he'd stopped.

Murdoc lifted him up by the arm.

"What the fuck is that?" he then asked, pointing at the claw marks Catherine had left earlier.

2D tried to pull away.

"Answer my question Faceache! I didn't make these. Who the fuck did?" Murdoc started talking louder, shaking 2D around.

"It was Catherine!" 2D blurted out, sobbing.

Murdoc stopped. "Catherine," he repeated slowly.

He then brought his hand to 2D's cheek, and wiped his finger over it. He held it up in front of 2D's face. Red lipstick. Murdoc came closer, his face only a few inches away from 2D's.

"Did you fuck her?" he asked quietly.

2D shook his head fiercely.

Murdoc came closer, his nose now almost touching 2D's.

"Did you fuck her?" he breathed.

2D stuck his chin out defiantly. "No."

Murdoc looked him up and down, and gave a curt nod. He then turned around, then turned back around again, opening his mouth to speak, then clamped it shut.

2D stared at him curiously.

Murdoc opened his mouth again.

"Good. Don't.. don't do it.. ever," Murdoc mumbled.

2D stared at him. He didn't look drunk, but he sounded it.

"Wha.. what do you mean?" 2D asked carefully.

Murdoc took a deep breath.

"I don't want you to be with anyone else, okay? You're mine," he then said quietly.

2D couldn' think of anything to say. Murdoc suddenly leaned closer, his lips almost touching 2D's.

2D didn't move a muscle. They just stood there, staring into each other's eyes, the electricity sparking between them. Murdoc wanted him right now, but he couldn't do it. He just couldn't. Instead, he would have to cherish these magical moments. He lifted his hand and put a lock of hair behind 2D's ear. 2D shivered from his touch, which made Murdoc want him even more.

"You're mine," Murdoc breathed again.

2D bit his lip. Then his eye fell on something on the bed. He frowned, and Murdoc took a step backwards, realizing the moment was over.

"Murdoc.. what is that?" 2D asked, pointing at the object on the bed.

Murdoc looked at the object to 2D's face.

"No.. wait, Faceache, it's not-"

"It is. It's a used condom," 2D said astonished.

Murdoc stared at 2D, his eyes round.

"You've just been telling me that I can't have sex with any other girl because I'm yours.. And then you go and screw a girl while I'm out for a few hours?" 2D spat.

"Faceache, wait, let me explain.." Murdoc said.

"Fine. Explain," 2D said coldly, crossing his arms.

Murdoc opened his mouth, then closed it and hung his head.

"I.. I can't," he said quietly.

2D shook his head disbelievingly, and stomped out of the Winnebago.

"Dullard!" Murdoc called after him, but 2D had ran inside.

Murdoc groaned and let himself fall on the bed. He was such a fucking idiot.

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