I stood up abruptly, looking down at 2D. "No." I said, backing away. He gazed back at me and nodded.
"I'm 'ere when yew need meh," was all he said. "I'm always gonna be 'ere Noods. Jus' remember fat." He said more but I didn't listen, I ran.
I ran back to the sub, this can't be happening. I shouted at myself. I realized that the fate of the band might very well rest in my choosing of 2D or Murdoc. I reached the submarine and fell to my knees, clutching my head.
"I'm the fucking Yoko Ono of the Gorillaz…" I cried. I struggled back to my feet and lowered myself into the sub. There was Murdoc. I looked at him for about three seconds before throwing myself into his arms.
"'Ey now luv, what's the matter?" he asked, squeezing me. I cried into his hurt shoulder.
"I'm sorry!" I wailed. He held me at arm's length.
"No I'm sorry luv, it's my fault." He replied. I could only smile through my tears, Murdoc was swallowing his pride and apologizing. I kissed him and wrapped my arms around my neck.
"Oh Muds." I sighed, he kissed my cheek. I felt a fresh wave of guilt from the moment with 2D.
"Shh… Noods, I'll do anythin' you wan'… I'll go teh the bloody fuckin' hospital fer ya!" he said, panicked by my tears. I shook my head.
"I don't want to be the Yoko Ono of the band." I murmured sadly. He looked at me and started laughing. He laughed until his green face turned purple and I felt anger and irritation rise up.
"It's NOT funny!" I shouted at him, crossing my arms and sulking. He wiped a tear from his eye and looked at me.
"Lil' bird, are you sayin' that 'cause of me an' 2D?" he asked. I nodded, frowning.
"Why is that funny?" I demanded. He chuckled again.
"Dear," he said, smiling at me. "You're mine, you're always gonna be mine, an' Ache-Face isn' gonna get in the way." I nodded, like a reassured child I smiled as well.
"I am sorry for causing so much drama," I whispered. "I feel childish and stupid now."
"Oh hush luv." He replied back, stretching his arms out to me again. I allowed myself to be cradled in them and he whispered hushed lines from songs to me. I looked up at him and he raised a shaky finger to trace the bruise on my eye.
I decided it was best not to tell him about the incident with Stuart, for fear he might choke the poor singer. I just nestled my head in his chest and closed my eyes while he crooned Rhinestone Eyes too me. The song was nice, and I liked the sound of his voice, never have heard him sing.
"Your Rhinestone Eyes are like factories far away…" he said and I smiled and looked up at the bassist.
"Muds?"
"Hm? What luv?" he asked.
"I want to be with you." I said stupidly, suddenly at a loss of how to communicate. He grinned at me like I just gave him the best news of his life.
"Tha's good luv, 'cause I wan' teh be wit' you too." He murmured, kissing me.
"We need to start making plans to get back to Kong." I said suddenly. He gave a grim nod.
"I 'spose it's time to go get Brain-Ache." He muttered. I stood but he stopped me. "No, I'll go get 'im." He said, raising himself out of the submarine. I followed him out.
Snoop Dogg had already left, having boarded a bus headed for Belize. I saw Murdoc walking off in the direction of the singer and I headed toward an information center.
Upon walking to the window I saw a very cranky woman. "Erm, I need information about transportation." She eyed me darkly.
"Yo no hablo Inglés. Ir a la otra ventana por favor." She stated. I looked at her, puzzled.
"What?" she rolled her eyes and pointed to the next window where a pleasant man with a large mustache was positioned.
"Hello!" he said brightly. "I apologize for the inconvenience now what do you need?" I repeated my initial question and he shoved a handful of pamphlets to me.
I thanked him and walked away to see a rather frightened 2D and a smug Murdoc headed my way.
"Hullo luv." The bassist said happily. "What do we have here?" he motioned to the brochures. I fumbled with them and together we began planning our route to Essex.