All in the Family
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gorillaz I do however own the character Kathryn Niccals. She's welcome to be used in other stories if you ask for permission.
Three weeks had past since her introduction to the singer and Kathryn was starting to get miffed. The band had yet to pick up an instrument. She sat cross-legged on the couch fuming, a black notebook balanced on her lap. She tapped a pen against her lips frustrated. 'Now…if I add the dotted eight note here it'll make it so I have to go into soprano and…' "Wot ya doin' luv?" Kathryn stopped abruptly and slammed the notebook shut as 2D sat down next to her. "Nuthin that conserns you." She instantly stood and walked off.
"Does everyone in the Niccals family hate me?" he called after her. Kathryn turned to stare at him, her face expressionless. "I'm writing a song…" "You can write songs?" Kathryn rolled her eyes. "Did I not just tell you I could?" 2D blushed. "Oh then did you right the one I heard you…" Kathryn growled, "Shut up about noone was suppose to hear that." "Sorry luv. I won't tell anyone about it, but…it was very beautiful." Kathryn just stood there, face expressionless fingers tightening around her notebook. "…………Thank you" 2D's face split with one of his toothless smiles, "Yer welcome luv." Kathryn smiled a half smile and walked back over to the couch sitting down and opening her notebook back up. "You right the songs for the band don't you 2D?" "Well…yeah most of them." Kathryn jotted down a few notes not giving away any motive to the conversation. "That include the song Tomorrow Comes Today?" 2D nodded confused. Kathryn smiled her half smile again. "Impressive…it's one of my favorites. When I heard it the first time…" At that she sighed and looked up at him. "I just really liked it." 2D looked at her dumbfounded, 'She goes from storming out of the room to complimenting me…I don't understand her.'
"You look a little surprised. Did you expect me to rip you apart?" "Well yer brother's pretty much never given me a kind word." Kathryn's small smile quickly disappeared and she turned her gaze back down to her notebook. "Half Brother……and we…we aren't very much alike." "Half brother?" Kathryn nodded. "My mom was a hooker…my dad had a fling with her and nine months later… 'ooops guess we should've used a condom.' I've pretty much been the black sheep." "Oh luv that's…" Kathryn looked up mismatched eyes aglow with annoyance. "I don't need pity I've survived for 20 years with my life as it is." Kathryn stood ready to storm out for real this time when 2D grabbed the edge of her red jacket. "Luv I didn't mean to…I really just want to understand who you are." Kathryn pulled out of her jacket and dashed away from room, and though 2D only got a quick glance he knew what he saw. A cluster of scars running across her wrist and arm. 'Oh luv…'
Kathryn sat on her bed, tears welling in her eyes. 'Damn that little twit! Damn him and his fucking sweet demeanor! And DAMN THE FACT THAT I WANT TO TELL HIM EVERYTHING!' She quickly opened her night table drawer and pulled out an exacto knife. Taking a moment to test it's sharpness she slide it easily over her left wrist watching her skin split and the blood drip down her arm. 'Crimson tears…'
"Kathryn!" Her head turned lazily to look at the figure the in the doorway. "Don't you ever knock 2D? Goddamn." He rushed over to the bed and knocked the blade from her hand clamping his other hand over the wound to stop the bleeding. "Luv this isn't the way to deal wiv yer problems…" Kathryn stared into the dents that served as his eyes. "Your right…maybe I should start popping pills…" 2D winced at the low blow. "Kathryn you could die!" "And who would miss me…and don't say you because I know that's a goddamn lie…you fucking met me only three weeks ago." 2D was at a loss for words…what could he tell this girl. "That's true luv…but I want the chance to know you longer…" "You're a fuckin' liar 2D…but you're a good fucking liar." Kathryn felt dazed from the loss of blood. "Your on…you want the chance to get to know me…you got it…" She smirked lightly. 2D smiled relieved, two guitarists in three weeks would have been too much. "I'm not promising I won't cut…but I am promising that I won't kill myself. Someone has to take this band to the fucking top." She leaned closer, the dazed feeling intensifying to a drunk feeling. "Besides…I want at least one tumble in the sack with you before I died." And with that thought shared, she fainted into 2D's arms.
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Alright I think that was my longest chapter yet. Please review and tell me what you thing and also please pleas please check out and review my other story You can't spell slaughter without laughter. It's much better than this one…or at least that's what I've heard.