Murdoc's heart was racing. Her lips were on his, he was finally kissing the woman he had fallen in love with. He heaved her onto her lap and instead of protesting she gave him a small whimper that echoed to the place his soul would have been if he hadn't sold it to Satan and pulled him closer. He needed to feel more of her. He needed to soon or he was going to explode.
He ran his fingers gingerly over her bandaged shoulder, she hissed a little at the brief contact but it didn't stop her from kissing him and he was glad. He skimmed his fingertips over each and every one of her ribs counting, loving the feeling of her squirming at the tickling sensation. His body was super aware to the fact that just a few layers of clothing were what separated him from taking her from 2D. That very thought made Murdoc moan and he focused his lips on her throat, hoping he could mark her before they made things more official.
He felt the words he so desperately wanted to hear from her lips bubbling up to his. For a split second he debated on telling her or just keeping it to himself and making sure she felt the same but by the time he had decided she was pulling away from him. The look in her eyes made him realize his mind hadn't shut down his mouth.
"I love you." He had said, and now she was looking like she didn't understand what she was doing in his lap, her fingers in his hair, and his hands gripping her waist.
"What did you say?" she asked him and he scrambled for an answer that didn't make him out to be completely crazy.
"N-nothing." He replied, inwardly wincing at the terrible lie. He was usually so good at lying. This woman was changing him more than he thought. He placed a kiss on a bruise he could see forming on her collarbone hoping she would again get lost in the passion that had captured her seconds ago.
She wasn't having it. She tightened her fingers in his hair, pulling his face back to hers. He got lost in her eyes and for that moment he wanted to tell her again, no matter what reaction he got.
"You love me?" she whispered to him. He couldn't tell if she was thoroughly disgusted by the idea or not.
He was so lost in everything about her he almost missed her question. This is it. That little voice in his head whispered to him. Tell her. But he just kept staring at her not saying anything and looking like a complete idiot. Finally he found his voice.
"I-I think I do, yeah." He murmured to her. "I have no idea how it happened but it just did."
She was pulling farther away from him. He wished he had never spoken. He wished he had just shut up and kissed her until she couldn't remember that Face-ache's name. He watched her fingers skim through her hair enviously knowing not ten minutes ago those fingers had been his.
"This was a mistake." She said, finally taking her sledge-hammer to his heart. "I'm sorry."
She scooted off of his lap and sprinted out the door.
He considered following after her, wasn't that what the guy was supposed to do? It was in the limited amount of romance movies he had watched. The heroine had run from her love interest and that love interest had followed her after a moment's hesitation where he considered moving on with his life. Then she realized how much she loved him and they lived happily ever after.
"Happily ever after." Murdoc murmured to himself and he was half-out of the room when he remembered 2D sleeping in the room below him. He clenched his teeth and forced himself to sit back down at the sound board. "Happily ever after is not my type." He muttered angrily to the empty air.
He would have to see her soon. It wasn't exactly like she could run away. They were in the middle of nowhere and there was no cell phone reception. Murdoc briefly thought of the big island thing that was gradually getting closer to Plastic Beach but he quickly dismissed it.
Murdoc tried to go back to editing but that meant he had to listen to the man she really loved and frankly he didn't care about that dunce, platinum record and world dominance or not. Angrily he swiped at the equipment, knocking some headphones and instruments to the floor.
She loved him. She had to. Otherwise she wouldn't have come searching for him. She wouldn't have looked so beautiful in the chair next to him. She wouldn't have let him kiss her. She wouldn't, she wouldn't. But she did so it was obvious that she loved him. That's what he would have done if their roles had been switched.
He let out a strangled sob, surprising himself for about the hundredth time since she had arrived on his island. He was crying about her. Maybe he's getting too old. He counted the years, it had been so long since age had meant anything to him, and realized he was technically middle aged. Maybe he was having a mid-life crisis or something.
Angrily wiping at the tears rolling down his cheeks he pressed his forehead to the sliver of countertop not covered by the recording equipment. He closed his eyes and there she was, like a tattoo on his eyelids. He could see her shiny blonde hair, her blue-green eyes, and the smile that made her eyes go all squinty. How could she go for someone like 2D when he had been there the entire time?
He thought back to the few things she had told him about her life. She had known 2D a lot longer than she'd known Murdoc. Maybe that was it; he needed to get 2D out of the way so she could see how perfect he was for her. Murdoc lifted his head from the desk, a determined, almost maniacal, look in his eyes and a grim smile on his lips.
"ANDROID." He yelled out to it. "GET YOUR BLOODY ARSE IN HERE."
For a few moments there was no sound and then he heard the mechanical whirrs as the android he had shaped after Noodle stepped into the recording studio. She looked at him expectantly, her gun cocked and ready in her arms.
"Wake the dunce in the ocean room downstairs and find Elle." He said, almost caressing her name.
The android looked at him quizzically for a moment and then his recorded voice answered him.
"'Wake the dunce' DOES. NOT. COMPUTE." She spat out.
"GET 2D AND BRING HIM TO ME." Murdoc screamed, already at the end of his patience. That dullard had had a far too easy life. A life that needed to be ended.
He would show her. He would show Elle how much she loved him, how much she needed him. How much she didn't need 2D.
So question...how come when I post a chapter about how Elle almost dies you guys like explode with comments but when I post a chapter about how Murdoc and Elle totally made out while 2D was in the other room I get nothing? Where is the justice in that?
No new news here on the home front. All though speaking of news I definitely KICKED ASS on an editorial I'm doing for my newspaper. I'm so proud of myself. I'm getting a big head.
But stay classy and don't forget to leave a comment. :)
