Stuart began to sing something he had written. "I saw that day. Lost my mind. Lord I'm fine. Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine." Stuart had written that a long time ago. "Wow. That's really beautiful" Andrea smiled, hugging him round the waist "Fanks, Someday I wanna be in a band right? And wed go on round the world tours n stuff" He smiled "You betcha you'd be good! You could start your own band at school," She explained encouragingly

Stuart smiled. "Maybe luv...maybe..." he whispered. Andrea smiled at him. Stuart's day had brightened. He only wished the world would be better for Murdoc. But that didn't matter now. He couldn't worry about anything. It would ruin the moment.

Murdoc stalked around school on his own, he walked behind the it section where no one went and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, he knew he shouldn't but he didn't care anymore, anything to kill him quicker. He pulled one out the packet and lit it. Nothing was going right, of course he was glad for this Stuart kid, in only a matter of hours he'd got himself a girlfriend just by singing in the library where as he, was seen as a complete and utter freak, he'd let his anger out earlier in the day. Murdoc sighed and leaned against the case. 'Why can't I just die?' he thought. His depression was tearing him apart. His father didn't care. No matter what Murdoc did...Maybe if he found him dead on the floor then he'd care, he wanted to hurt his father as much as he could. But that was hard, Jacob Niccals only looked after once person, himself. He gave up on the cigarette and threw it to the floor. Some kids walked past and gave Murdoc a funny look "awh Bugger off ya stupid little wanker" Murdoc cursed

Murdoc kicked down the broken gate and walked out the school, he knew he'd get a beating if he went home but he just couldn't care anymore. "That was very good Stuart, I never knew you where such a singer" Mr Mullston complimented 2d nodded blushing brightly "I lov singing yea, an I always wanted to enter the school music comp, but I was too embarrassed"

Stuart grinned. Andrea still held onto his hand, and Mr.Mullston was now putting away some things that were lying around the room. "Well now's your chance. Do you want to join?" He asked Stuart, who was at the time staring out the window. He didn't reply. Andrea shook him slightly. Stu immediately snapped back to reality.

"Oh Well yeah sure" Stuart smiled, nodding vigorously "my brother's teaching me guitar, I could help if you want" Andrea smiled, Stuart nodded harder "awh babe that would be awesome!" he grinned. Murdoc, silently opened the front door and closed it behind him, holding his breath as the hinges creaked loudly

"MURDOC IS THAT YOU YOU BASTARD YOU WERE SUPPOSED TA BE HERE TEN MINUTES AGO!" came his father's voice down the hall. Murdoc jumped slightly then thought of what to say. But before he could think of anything, his father was coming.

He stared at the floor, avoiding his glare. Jacob grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled it up "lookat me when im talkin to ya boy!" he growled,

"Yes dad." Murdoc sighed. "Don't call me your father! You're a scumbag! Hardly able ta call yourself a Niccals!" He threw Murdoc down; his head hit the wall...hard.

Murdoc tried to stand up but his father kicked him down hard "Little fucking little shit, I Wish you'd never been born!" Jacob yelled, Grabbing a penknife from his pocket, Murdoc didn't know if he was serious or not, his eyes were red and he'd been drinking allot

He came towards him with the knife in his hand. Murdoc stared, lost. He had never known his father hated him THAT much. He swung the knife; it barely missed Murdoc's shoulder.
Murdoc's brother wandered down the stairs and grinned at the scene in front of him "you shoulda told me the little runt was back dad" He smirked, sitting down on the first step His father continued to beat Murdoc, showing no mercy, and cutting him often with the knife. Murdoc's eyes were full of tears of pain. His left shoulder was gashed deeply, and all his brother could do was laugh. "You deserved this you little brat, but don't worry, im not done with you yet" Jacob spat, leaving Murdoc on the floor and going into the living room, with his brother smiling evilly behind him. This pain was unbearable, he was used to everything else now but it had never been this bad before, he knew no one would help him, so he lay there alone on the floor. Bleeding terribly and being blinded by his own pain. 'Perhaps now it'll all end...' Murdoc thought. 'Maybe the pain will finally end...' His eyes closed and he drifted away into unconsciousness.When he regain consciousness it most have been late because it was dark outside and no one else was around, he guessed they where either down the pub or sleeping. He tried to stand up but fell back down again in pain. He wasn't dead yet.Murdoc's vision was blurred, and his legs felt like they were going to give out. However, he finally managed to stand up. Holding onto the wall, he went to his old, torn up, room. The nextmorning was hell, He knew he couldn't get up but Jacob was probably going to throw him out the door, he felt sick and pain consumed ever muscle in his body. maybe it WAS hell. There was a banging on his door. He didn't want to answer he knew who it was already"MURDOC YOU WORTHLESS BOY, GET OUT HERE!" his father's voice boomed. Then he walked away. Murdoc tried to stand up, but a wave of dizziness consumed him and he fell back onto his bed 'What's the point of getting up if he's walking off' He thought to himself, Maybe it was time to face up to his brute of a father, He Stood up and steadied himself against the wall, he walked outside his room and paused in the corridor "waddya want" he asked "DON'T YOU WADDYA WANT ME! GET YOUR LAZY ARSE TO SCHOOL!" his father screamed and chucked an empty beer bottle at him. Murdoc ducked and the bottle hit his brother. He ran for Murdoc and grabbed him up by the collar of his shirt "Stupid little git, ill break your neck" He growled, Murdoc just grinned, He knew he was being stupid and taking it a bit too far but he couldn't be bothered to be scared anymore, after all, what was there to be scared about "You put me down...and go do something about that HORRIBLE mornin breath..." His brother threw him against the wall. "YOU LITTLE! "Let him go, ill sort him out" Jacob yelled, He dropped Murdoc to the floor and stormed off to his room "You remember what happened last time you where a cocky little bastard don't you" Jacob grinned Evilly. Murdoc just nodded, His brother he could face, But amazingly Jacob was already in a foul mood He was always in a foul mood. Jacob was Satan himself Murdoc thought. And he was right. His father enjoyed other's suffering, no bout about that. He was a demon...straight from the darkest parts of Hell. "Snap Out of it boy!" Jacob Commanded, He didnt Sound furious though, Murdoc thought maybe he'd seen the error of his ways, How wrong murdoc was His father quickly came back with a scowl on his face. He was more angry than Murdoc had ever seen his. "Maybe you need another permanent lesson.." He growed darkly 'permanent lesson What did that mean' Murdoc wondered, staring deeply into his fathers dark eyes to try and figure out what he was planning His father took out a sharp knife, and held it near Murdoc's face. Murdoc's eyes widened. 'He isn't planning on killing me is he!' "Your been a nasty little git" He Smirked, Pressing the nife to his neck ".." Murdoc didnt know what to say. This was it, his own father was going to kill him, just like he had always intended, even from birth he'd abused him and now it would all end with one fail slash to the neck Murdoc closed his eyes and waited... His mind was still wandering..Murdoc hadnt been seen for the remainder of school and the office had rang home with No responce "Something on your mind" Andrea asked looking at him "Huh Owh Its nofin" Stuart Smiled Andrea pulled him towards her and looked into his eyes. "Please tell me..." she whispered. Stuart'sface reddend."I was just finkin, about the music contest!" He grinned, making it Sound As convincing as possible "Really" Andrea asked, Looking at him in disbelife "Sure! Me n you bab we're gunna rock!" He grinned She smiled. "We're going to enter!" she piped. Her expression changing to one of joy. "You bet! You said you can play guitar right?" Andrea grinned even more. "Yeah...and with your voice, we'll smear the compitition!" Stuart Giggled, He checked his watch, Already Time to go home wow, when he had so many free lessons time flew "You got my mobile number right" She smiled "Yeah, Ill right ya later" He nodded kissing her then grabbing his bag and walking out the school Stuart was all happy...until he spotted someone fimilliar sitting on the curb with blood dripping from the side of his mouth. And his shirt sleeve torn open, revealing a deep gash "Murdoc" he ran forward and stared in bisbelife "Why dontcha keep staring like the rest of them" He growled, turning away "what happened" s cried, sitting next to him "I got in a fight fucktard i didnt do it maself" "with who" stuart asked "It doesnt matter" Murdoc shook his head and stood up shakily But he imidietly fell down. Stuart tried to help him up, but was pushed back. "I don't need your help." Murdoc growled and tried to stand up again "Yes you do dont be stupid!" stuart Sighed, Pulling Murdoc up by the arm, "Im gunna take you to the hospital" "No! Dont! Just leave it im fine, Anyway, It'll be better if i just, dont wake up" He muttered, slipping into unconciousness Stuart caught Murdoc ashe fell. "Murdoc? Oy Murdoc?" He shook him slightly, but he didn't react. Stuart began to walk, carrying Murdoc the best he could. "cmon mate, please tell me whats wrong" Stuart cried, trying to withheld tears. He stumbled along trying to walk with murdoc, maybe he could ring andrea and ask her for help, more like beg, he didnt want muds to die or anything He took out his mobile and the peice of paper. He dialed the number written across it. When Andrea answered, she seemed glad it was him. "Stuart! How are you?" She Giggled, she didnt expect to have him calling so soon after to school "not to good really, ive got a little problem" He muttered Andrea paused for a while. "like what?" Stuart twiddled with his blue hair. "Uh...a friend of mine needs ta get to tha hospital..." he looked at Murdoc nervously. He was still out cold. "Yeah...could you come by and 'elp me get 'im there?" "Uh..Yeah sure bab" She smiled, He told her where he was and within a few minutes she was standing there infront of him, her expression changed when she saw murdoc "good god what happened to him!" She cried "I fink 'e got into a fight..." Stuart mumbled. "I think it's really bad...he needs a doctor..." " He looks awfull, sure cmon lets go!" She replyed, Helping Him carry murdoc, Half a hour later they arrived at the hospital, it wasnt that far away but it took longer with murdoc Stuart and Andrea carried him to the receptionist's desk. She was startled at fist, but quickly calmed down a bit. "How can I help you?" she questioned "My mate ere got in a fight n stuff and hes unconciouss and i dunt want nothin teh happen to im" stuart blabbed nervously "Basicly he needs help" Andrea Laughed shaking her head "Okay, Ill go get a doctor" The receptionist nodded, walking quickly down the corridor the high heels clacking on the crystal white floor Stuart sat down in one of the chairs. Andrea did the same. And there they waited for the good or bad news yet to come. Hopefully Murdoc would be okay, but he looked pretty banged up. "Who dyou think did it?" stuart muttered, Looking up at the cealing "I Dunno, But ive heard his father is a bit of a ..bastard" Andrea Sighed, Leaning into him "His dad did it?" Stuart Exclaimed in shock