The recordings were going fine until three tracks in when Paula suddenly forgot how to play guitar. They'd be going along beautifully until the wretched girl would slip making a loud screeching sound echo from the guitar. It happened nearly every thirty seconds; Murdoc would generally shoot her a look to which she'd smile back. Russel sat behind his drum kit shaking his head sadly with every frantic note the girl hit. The Satanist put his bass down on the floor and folded his arms across his chest as he glared at the young woman. 2D backed away from the microphone and looked down at his girlfriend with a look of worry and concern.
"Yew al'ight luv?"
She rolled his eyes at him and waved her hand dismissively.
"Yeah, yeah I'm a'light stop wor'yin so much Stu."
"Ya 'ight tat sounded completely fuckin' fine. Wot the fuck do ya think yer doin?" Murdoc yelled feeling two seconds away from strangling her.
2D shot the bassist a look like he was silently warning him to back off.
"Don't ya dare look at me like tat." He growled pointing a finger at the singer.
"Well ya shouldn' be yellin at 'er tat way Mudz, she's doin te best tat she can ya know." He said wrapping his arm around the guitarist waist.
Murdoc snarled as he looked at the two. Paula grinned at him; she probably thought he wanted her. Not in a million fucking years
"Well if ya girl t'ere woul' stop fuckin' up me music ten I wouldn't be yellin at her."
"Not my faul' tat guitar is shit." She said moving away from the vocalist who looked at her sadly.
"Yew said tat about the past five guitars ya stupid cow."
2D stepped forward glaring angrily down at the bassist.
"Now ya leave 'er alone al'ight Mu'doc, she's pa't of ta band and me gi'lfriend."
"I don' fucking care if she's ya girlfriend you moron. She can't get one stupid song right."
"She's a good guita'ist"
"Get outta my face you fuckin' idiot."
He pulled his fist back ready to hit the younger man. A hand wrapped firmly around his wrist jerking him backwards almost to the ground. He looked up to see Russel standing behind him holding his arm tightly.
"Enough I'm sick of seeing you beat D up, I've only been here for two weeks and all you've done is hit the poor kid. Yeah his girl isn't a great guitarist, she was doing fine until lately, but that might be because we all need a break. Now let's just go relax for a bit then try this again later, alright?" Russel asked as he looked from the still seething bassist to the sadly confused singer.
"Fine, now let me te fuck go you fat fuckin' idiot." Murdoc said trying to jerk away from the younger man.
Russel let him go, he gave him one more annoyed look then looked at 2D giving a small smile.
"Good, now I'm goin' to go get something to eat. D wanna join me?"
The singer smiled and nodded.
"How about you two?" he asked looking from the guitarist and bassist who both stood with their arms crossed over their chests.
"No" Paula replied shaking her head.
Murdoc just growled in response.
Russel walked out of the room with 2D right behind him which left them alone again. Murdoc avoided the woman, he hated her, he hated last time that they were alone. Ever since that happened she made everything into a show when she was with 2D. Anytime they'd be in a room together she would grope on the singer or make out with him, but her eyes were on Murdoc the entire time. He swore that Russel had noticed the exchanges and the way the girl would try and brush against the older man when she had no real reason to. He knew the drummer probably thought this was all his fault, he'd noticed the almost constant flow of women going back with Murdoc every other day.
He grabbed his bass and sat down on the floor and began playing different songs that came into his head. He could feel her staring at him, he hated it. He wanted her to stop staring; he wanted her to leave 2D, and Kong all together. He needed a guitarist, but of lately she seemed pretty damn close to worthless. He tried to think of the last time he'd really talked to the vocalist, they hadn't had a real conversation in ages. He was pretty sure the last time had been back in England before Paula came back into everything.
He was pretty sure the last time they'd really talked was after they'd had sex for what seemed like the hundredth time. He'd had the blue haired man promise him that he would be the only man he'd ever have sex with, after that the singer had curled up at his side with his face buried against his chest. 2D had started talking about his childhood, about how he'd be picked on sometimes for how slow he was, Murdoc talked about how he'd been beaten on for looking weird. They'd spent a good while talking about their childhood memories then began talking about life goals. It'd been nice; just laying on the worn out mattress holding onto the vocalist while they talked about anything. He'd never been able to do that with another human being. He always had a small fear in the back of his head that he'd never be able to really talk to somebody, care for somebody, and be nice to somebody. He knew that his mental disorder caused a lot of blind and randomly triggered rage, but 2D had soothed it a bit….of course that was until Paula came back.
He let his mess of hair fall over his eyes as he sat awkwardly bent over the bass. His beautiful flying V, the one he'd promised his soul for, the soul he would give away when the time came….Maybe
"Ya real good at tat y'know?" The female voice said from beside him.
He could feel her leg brush against his and jerked away from her.
"C'mon Mu'doc, I can' stop thinkin' about yew….Even when I'm with D I'm thinkin' about you, how much betta you would be." She said placing a hand on his inner thigh.
He felt his heart tightening in his chest as he sat his bass down on the floor in front of him. He turned facing the young woman who stared at him with fascination. He placed a hand on the back of her neck and pulled her towards him crashing her lips into his. She kissed back eagerly, hard as her hands slipped up under his shirt. Her nails dragged down his flesh making him groan into her mouth, she tasted horrible. Her hands felt disgusting on his skin, fucking hell why was he doing this?
'What's the matter with me? What's the matter with me?...'