A sad sigh escapes Murdoc as he lays in bed, bored and lonely on a dark Friday night. He was ten now and life was still more or less the same. He and Stuart got up to a shit ton of pranks, tell of Ryan Rivers, hang out in the tree house, and of course help each other survive life.
Though for a whole weekend, he was on his own.
Without fail, Murdoc has spent every weekend with Stuart at his house since he was five, he even on occasions accompanied the Tusspots to places they had to go to. But this weekend is different as it was a family emergency or something.
All Murdoc knew was that Stuart said an aunt or uncle was very sick and they'd have to spend the whole weekend with them. He had wanted Murdoc to come with them but as it was a family thing, Murdoc was sadly unable to go.
Now he's stuck at home for a whole weekend. He's still happy that Stuart hasn't said a word about his abusive father, he quite liked living here in Crawley.
Murdoc yawned and looked at his posters, thinking of music. That would help pass the time, but sadly he found it more enjoyable when Stuart was with him. They'd poorly sing along to the songs, even play the brunette's keyboard to the tune. He was shit but his friend was brilliant.
'Dammit Stu-pot, why did you have to leave me alone for the weekend?!' thought Murdoc. He didn't really blame his friend, but he was still miserable.
His brother was out partying with his gang and he didn't want to think of what his father was doing. Murdoc shivered as he remembered the last time he was alone with his father.
He'd been nine and his dad took him to a small diner just outside of Crawley for a cheap meal. The reason was not only for it was cheap, but his dad was meeting a dealer to restock his supplies and merchandise. But as it turned out, a ten dollar meal was too much for him to afford.
Murdoc shut his eyes as he remembered how his father paid for the meal. He'd Sebastian paid five dollars and Murdoc was taken by the diner lady into the kitchen where they went into a closet.
He did not want to think of the rest, it was too much. 'I always thought I'd lose my virginity at thirteen.' thought Murdoc shakily. He closed his eyes as the images left his view.
Course he never told Stuart, he didn't want to worry his friend, but he could handle it. He was tough and a survivor, he could handle this.
Murdoc's eyes shot open when he heard a loud shout. In a short minute, his door burst open, he'd forgotten to lock it, shit. His father stood in the doorway, breathing hard and eyes blazing in anger.
"You little c**t, where the fuck is it?!" demanded Sebastian. "Where is what, what are you talking about?" asked Murdoc.
"What do you think, my drugs, they're gone!" yelled Sebastian. "I only drink you dick, have you asked Hannibal, he did go to a fucking party, maybe he took it with him." spat Murdoc.
Sebastian fumed and stomped over, grabbing Murdoc by his neck and hauling him up. "Shut up you little waste of space, you WILL speak to me with respect, if it wasn't for me, you'd still be nothing more than a damn seed in my sack!" spat Sebastian. The child grabbed at his father's hand as he squeezed, he couldn't breath!
"If anything I should have just dumped your worthless ass somewhere, you have always been a damn mistake, hell, even the whore I knocked up thought so since she dumped you on my doorstep, you are a worthless nothing!" yelled Sebastian. Murdoc wheezed and choked for air, he was going to die!
Darkness started creeping in his vision when he heard something. "Dad, stop it!" yelled a voice. Someone tackled Sebastian and Murdoc was freed. He gasped for air and coughed to look at who saved him.
It was his fifteen year old brother Hannibal, he saved him?!
"You bastard, what the fuck?!" demanded Sebastian. "You were killing him, if you kill him people will ask questions and you'll be caught and who the fuck knows where I'll end up!" spat Hannibal. Murdoc got his breathing back to look away, so that was it.
Hannibal only saved him to save his own ass! Sebastian yelled more at his older son before leaving the room. Once alone, Hannibal looked at his brother.
"What'd you do to piss him off?" he asked. "He accused me of stealing his drugs." snapped Murdoc. Hannibal raised an eyebrow before pulling a bag out of his pocket, reveal a small baggie with white powder.
"So, he wants this back." said Hannibal. "No shit, you almost got me killed!" yelled Murdoc. "Hey, I saved your ass." said Hannibal. "Only to save your own, now get the fuck out of my room, you selfish prick!" yelled Murdoc.
Hannibal was still but he did sigh and walk out. Murdoc shook his head as he thought he heard his brother murmur a small 'I'm sorry'. 'No he's not, Hannibal would never say that.' thought Murdoc.
He shut and locked his door to put a hand to his throat, wincing as he felt the bruise. This would really be hard to hide from Stuart as he liked to hug.
He looked around his room to them look back at his locked door. Would this really be his life, living to be hated and abused. Then again, he'd eventually die as Sebastian just showed he had no problem doing just that. 'My life is a fucking nightmare.' thought Murdoc.
Stuart quickly came to mind as did his parents, they didn't hate or mistreat him. He tightened his fists and glared at the ground.
He wasn't going to stick around anymore, he wasn't going to die by his father's hands. Murdoc goes to his closet to rip the door open, grabbing his duffle bag. He stuffs his clothes inside along with his CDs, movies, and CD player.
He decides to abandon his posters, he could always steal some more later. With his bag stuffed, Murdoc opens his window to scale down the vine covered wall. 'Lucky me.' thought Murdoc.
He climbs down to the bottom to run from the house and down the street. He just keeps running, he didn't want to be seen, otherwise he'll be forced to go back.
After a while Murdoc slowed to a walk and panted, looking around. He was a few blocks away from the park, and this brought a small smile to Murdoc's face. The tree house, he could live there and finally be free!
He quickly rushes to the park to head into the woods. It was a bit more creepy at night than in the morning, and Murdoc loved it. He loves all things creepy and demonic.
He reaches the tree house and climbs up to turn on a small battery powered lamp, looking around. "I can turn the beanbag chair into a bed, plus there are plenty of snacks to keep me alive through the weekend." said Murdoc.
He could make this work, but he didn't have any money to pay for lunch this week at school. Plus Stuart would easily know he's now living in the tree house, he might even tell someone! 'No, he promised on our friendship, he won't betray me.' thought Murdoc.
He gets the beanbags together to form a bed before grabbing his blanket from the duffle bag. He gets settled and turns out the light to be bathed in darkness. Murdoc laid awake, blinking slowly as he watched the shadows dance and heard the hooing of owls.
He smiled and sighed in contentment, this was more like it. He'll figure out a better solution come Monday. With that, Murdoc shuts his eyes and drifts off to sleep.
Things would get better, he was now away from his horrible family. He was free.
*~* GORILLAZ *~*
Stuart groaned in boredom as he laid in a large bed. He was bored out of his mind, especially since it seemed his aunt lied about being ill so they'd visit her.
They see her once a month, even Murdoc came along! With Murdoc around, this visit would have been bearable, but thanks to this lie, he was left behind.
'I hope Murdoc is alright.' thought Stuart. He looked out the window to the night and sighed sadly. He misses his best friend so much.
A shiver runs down his spine and Stuart sits up. Something bad has happened and now he was worried. 'Murdoc, are you alright?' thought Stuart.
He jumps from bed to get to the window, looking at the glowing moon. The night was silent and peaceful, making the brunette sad. Why did they leave Murdoc behind, something has happened.
A few tears spill as the child looks to the night sky. 'Please be safe Murdoc and just wait, come Sunday night I'll be home.' thought Stuart. He wipes the tears away to climb back into bed.
He hopes time goes by faster. The sooner Sunday comes, the sooner he can get back to his best friend.
A/N: Yes, I couldn't do this chapter without adding Stuart. Murdoc has now run away from home and lives in the tree house. At the same time, Stuart misses Murdoc and knows something has happened. The Best Friend sense has tingled, yes this is real! Anyway, what is to happen next? Stay tuned and plz review.