Yea nothing really bad happens... but your in for a surprise I do not own Gorillaz, bla bla you get the picture.
Ok thw 4th chapter!
The kitchen was completely silent as Noodle sat in her set, worriedly fiddling with her napkin in her hand. 'Ok, Noodle, what did you just see?... calm down... there men... they can do as they please...' She thought to herself, her eye focused on one spot on the table.
"Hey Nood's... sup?" a slightly obese man walked in and sat his butt on a chair across from the frantic guitarist. He eye's focused on him now, she was shocked.
"Russel... can...can I ask you something?" her eyes still staring at the man. Russel's brow rose in a tilt, he could tell something was wrong.
"yea, im listening"
"Are you... Homophobic?" The was a straing question to the older man.
"No... Why"
"I saw something and it is a shock... it was weird..." Her gaze went downward as if she did something wrong. Russel put the sandwich he had been munching on down and crossed his arms.
She continued.
"It had two guys in it... is this feeling homophobic? I mean... I was just a shock... and I worry ... but... im not going to be scared..." Her napkin was now torn to shreds. 'Fuck, I cant tell him...' she yelled at her self to shut up.
"Well, what did you see exactly?... I cant help you unless I know..." She got up from her seat and walk out of the room, leaving Russel to figure it out for himself.
Russel's POV
There she goes, well I cant say I didn't try... ah well, anyway I have to go see 'D before practice anyway, I'll ask him if he knows. I get up and start walking to his room, sandwich in hand, and th sound of my shoes skidding along the tile flooring.
I take another bite of my sandwich and there I see him.
"Hey 'D, can I talk to you..." my voice trailed off as I noticed his pants down and he was beaten up... blood covering his mouth, his arm was limp as well...
2-D's POV
'Shit, Russel... Now he's gonna see me...' I started moving faster hoping he wouldn't ask a thing.
"Hey 'D! Are you ok? HOLD ON!" To late... there was silence... not a sound. Finally nothing to worry about... only death.
2 hours later
"'D... You ok... ?" there was a light, a bright light, then a man. Russel.
"hey, man, what happened?... are you ok?", he was rubbing my head gently... so gently, I loved the feeling of his soft hands touching me..., I loved the look of this man... 'DUDE! What the FUCK? Its Russel, you cant like him...' his other hand touched mine, and I flinched, it was weird to think of him this way.
"yes im ok..." his expression was priceless, sad yes handsome, with a 'NO!' I looked down at my toes to ignore his figure in front of me.
"I'll be ok Russ... I think I just need to sleep.." I looked back at him to see him sleeping himself... his lips moving open and closed little by little , breathing in and out. I moved closer to them.. He was gentle... Maybe he could love me... and I kissed him...