"Honestly luv, I think yer being just a tad irate 'bout this whole situation."

The three of them were standing in the study room, well Murdoc considered it a study, but in reality it was the room he would barricade himself in at night so he could get completely wasted.

"Irate, I'm being irate?" Noodle asked stepping closer to the older man.

She glared up at him, her hands balled into fists at her sides. Murdoc took a step back putting his hands up in front of himself as if that could actually keep the young guitarist from beating him up. 2D knew that even when Noodle was a kid that Murdoc had been a little scared of her, but now that she was in her twenties and angry as hell the Satanist actually seemed scared as hell.

"C'mon Noods it isn' that big of a deal."

Noodle laughed and shook her head.

"I always knew that you were insane, but Christ I didn't know you were this insane."

"I been tellin' 'im this whole time he's completely crazy."

Murdoc glared in 2D's direction baring his sharpened teeth like a deranged dog.

"Shut it faceache, nobody wants to hear yew talk."

"Hey don't tell him to shut up."

"Oi, do ya know 'ow Hellish it is to live on an island wit' that little bastard? He never shuts up!"

"You wouldn't have to live alone with him if you hadn't kidnapped him. I wouldn't be ready to knock your teeth in if you hadn't had your genius plan to kill Jimmy Manson."

"Wot, why are yew making it seem like all this is my fault?" Murdoc asked sounding genuinely offended.

Noodle slapped him across the face.

"Wot the fucking 'ell?" The older man yelled looking at the purple haired girl with widened eyes.

"This is all your fault! You are the one who led that little psychotic man along, you're the one who told him he could kill us, you're the one who put me on that island knowing damned well I could have died, and you're the one who burned our only home down so you could make some quick cash. On top of all that you kidnapped 2D and numerous other people just to make them do an album they didn't want to do in the first place. You knew I was still alive and what did you do? Nothing, you just left me and Russel all alone."

Murdoc remained silent for a minute; he looked the slightest bit ashamed. 2D hadn't really processed all of it, he didn't even know about some of those things until Noodle had just said them.

"Yer alive ain't ya, plus yew made it here with not a scra-er barely a scratch on ya."

Noodle shook her head sadly, had she really expected to get through?

She turned away from Murdoc almost seeming disgusted by the sight of him.

"I need some rest; I haven't slept for days now. I'll be on the couch if you decide to stop acting like the guy from The Shining."

With that she left the study slamming the door behind her. Now it was only 2D and Murdoc, now everything seemed a combination of tense and rather awkward. The blue haired man leaned back against the desk, he looked down at the floor not really sure where else was safe to look. He knew he should just leave the room, but he felt like they should talk; they hadn't talked for what seemed like ages.

"Yew could've been a bit nicer to 'er." 2D whispered.

"I was nice; she's the one acting like some psychotic bitch."

"Hey don't call her a bitch." 2D said looking the older man in the eye.

"I'll call 'er wotever I want to as long as she acts this fucking mad. Besides wot would yew do about it?" Murdoc asked smirking.

2D walked up to him, he glared down at the shorter man. It wasn't until now that he honestly realized he was nearly a foot taller than Murdoc, he was in better shape and in better health physically anyways. Yet he had always allowed the bassist to have this mental control over him, over his friends. He shoved the green skinned man roughly back against a book shelf, Murdoc looked stunned by the sudden action. 2D grabbed the front of his shirt keeping a hold on him; he continued staring right into his darkened eyes.

"Yew can't use people Mu'doc. Yew nearly killed Noodle all 'cause yew didn' want to handle yer own problem, yew didn't even admit it was yer fault she almost died. Yew ruined the band, yew made me look like this and act like it was a great discovery. I used to fink maybe yew did really care 'bout all of us, but yew don't. Yew don't care about anybody other than yer damned self. Yew fucked me, yew used me, and beat me; I'm sick of it, I'm sick of yew. I'm not scared of yew anymore an' I'm not some little toy for yew to screw 'round with. I'm done…I'm honestly done."

2D let go of the older man, he didn't want for a response or a physical retaliation. He turned and left the room, he thought about waking Noodle up to talk to her about what she had missed over these past few years, but he knew the young girl really needed some rest after all of the shit she had been through.

He wished that he could just leave this dreaded island; he wished that he could just turn his feelings on and off like they were nothing. He knew by tomorrow he would feel bad about what he had said to Murdoc, he knew Murdoc would beat the hell out of him first chance that he got. 2D loved him, he hated him, but he wasn't afraid of him anymore. Maybe if he could stop fearing him he could stop loving him, just turn himself off like Murdoc seemed to be able to do so easily.