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Murdoc's Victory	By : HellsFunnyHome Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Gorillaz Views: 1744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Damien Albarn and Jamie Hewlett are the rightful owners of the Gorillaz. I don't know them, own them, or make any money from them. I also do not know any characters from the band Gorillaz. This is a creation of pure fiction, made up from

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Why had she come to him first instead of getting 2D? 'I'm such an idiot...' But she knew why; one, because it was his problem to begin with and two… two, because for some reason she unwittingly felt that he could… protect her.
The element of surprise ended quickly and, soon after it started, Vicky was pushing Murdoc away. "No, stop."
A morose groan escaped from within Murdoc's throat. "Don't say yah don't want it, when yah clearly do."
"It doesn't matter if I want it!" She distanced herself forcefully, causing Murdoc to quirk his eyebrow up and cross his spindly arms. "Don't you have pirates to go kill? I would really like to get out of here, if you don't mind." Her grit teeth adding emphasis.
"They're gone." Came the simple response.
Vicky snapped her head up. "What? Since when?"
"A little while ago, heard a 'copter come an' fllllly away! If they haven't been through here by now, they must've left through a window or somethin'." He shrugged.
Hoisting herself up, she glared at Murdoc. "Jerk." She flipped him off and walked to the lift.
"Oh yehr not getting' away that easy!" Murdoc stormed over to her and turned her to look straight at him. "I'm done playin' games with yah! Yeah, right, I'll admit, it was fun in the beginnin' and all, but that's it! I'm done!" He stared into her quivering dark brown eyes that kept shifting their gaze from his red eye to his black. "Yah can't expect to have started somethin' without finishing." Added Murdoc in a whispered growl.
It took a quick silent beat for Vicky to snap her gaze away from his hypnotizing stare. "I didn't start anything! You're the one who kissed me!" She retaliated, trying to look past him.
"I'm not talkin' bout just now." Murdoc shook her shoulders, jolting her to look back at him. "I mean from the beginnin'. Yah wanted to get t' know me, well yah did, and guess what? Yah liked it. Hmmm, and I liked it." He smirked at her.
"What are you talking about? You're not making any sense!"
Murdoc grabbed her face, trying his hardest not to grip harshly out of anger, and kept her staring straight at him. "Since the first moment I saw yah, I wanted yah. Yah knew it an' so yah played along. Then Stu-Pot–" he spat, "–came along an' yah went totally goo goo eyes over him. And while I didn't like it at first, I figured, 'what the hell? He's the pretty boy. And I can still get a shag.' Oh but uh, here's the funny part," he chuckled lowly. "Despite knowing this, yah still came back. Yah gave me yehr first kiss! Me!" His voice rang loudly with a high pitched delivery. "Not the dullard; me." He pointed to himself after letting Vicky's face go, and as his enthusiasm dropped so did his tone. "An' every time since, every time I saw that yah preferred him over me; it made me want to choke him!" Murdoc backed away to pace within a small area in front of her. "Because I saw yah first, I kissed yah first, I needed yah first, and yah chose him! So why'd yah come back if yah didn't mean t' stay? Huh? Why?" Murdoc hissed, feeling he had–perhaps–finally lost his mind completely, and gripped onto his hair.
Vicky continued to stared at Murdoc. Was he drunk? Was he high? What the hell was wrong with him? The last person in the world she expected to open up like this was Murdoc. Yet here he was, telling it straight to her face that he wanted her and, wait… "Needed me?"
"Answer me." He glowered at her.
She licked her lips, trying to think of something to say, when again she felt herself be pushed up against a wall only this time his lips didn't collide with hers.
"Yah know I shagged a tart thinkin' it was you." He growled into her ear. "Up until then it was the best I'd had simply because I was able to call yah mine. And the next day, when I woke, I realized it was a drunken mistake and yah were still down snugglin' with twopence."
Vicky felt like she wanted to cry. What was going on that she didn't realize what was happening with this guy and her? "I was only a shag…" She answered meekly, feeling him slowly losing his grip but not having the strength to leave.
"That's all yah were supposed to be. But yah kept comin' back, no matter how much of a tosser I was or how angry yah'd get with me, yah kept comin' back as if nothin' had happened. Even now, yah wanted t' avoid me, fine, but as soon as yah felt in danger yah came to me." She hadn't answered him, and he looked to see her biting her lip piercings and fighting back tears. It made him angry to think she didn't even realize how deep they were both in. He clenched his hand, digging into the wall next to her face and kissed her again. Sweet Satan, she was delicious; like coconuts. "Please, luv. I need yah." He felt his arousal peeking and close the small gap between them in order to feel her, and so she could feel him.
Another loud smack made it's way across his cheek, and Murdoc stumbled back as he tried to rub the sting away. He growled, not happy with this outcome.
"Do you really think I'd do this to 2D again?" Vicky held her hand, as if ashamed of what it had done. "That just because you tell me you need me, I'd go falling into your arms despite knowing just how malicious and selfish you are? I know," she put up her hand to stop him from speaking. "I'm selfish, I get it. And it's true; I like you Murdoc, I really do. Somehow, despite everything, I like you. But you're a fucking prick." Murdoc moved to interrupt her but she stepped aside, to be further away from him. "Stop, just fuckin' stop!" Looking away, Vicky felt the tears she had wanted to keep at bay, starting to squeeze past her eyelids. "Sleeping with you was a HUGE mistake and it's never gonna happen again. Got it?" She emphasized. "Is it through your head? We're not gonna sleep together ever again! Because I'll never be able to know what your real intentions are, despite what you say. And I know you might not care about him, but hurting 2D isn't on my list of things to do." She cried, having fallen to her knees at some point, her angry voice not quite matching her feeble position.
He looked at her with a scowl, worse than any he'd ever shown. But what more could he do? She had made up her mind, it seemed, and was making it perfectly clear that she wouldn't sleep with him knowing it'd hurt 2D. She wouldn't chose Murdoc over 2D. His lip curled, moving to stand her up. "Let's go."
"Where're we goin-ing?" She asked suspiciously, her tears having brought on hiccups.
"The night we were together, yah told me t' get it over with so yah could get on with yehr life normally. Well that's just what we're doin'. Yah want t' go, then let's go tell yehr beau tonight's the night we execute his genius plan." He pushed the button for the lift, pushing her into it before he did.
Just as always, 2D was the problem; the bane of his existence. She didn't want to hurt 2D by sleeping with him again, fine. She didn't want 2D to find out just how much she had wanted Murdoc? Fine. He'd fix the problem.

They found 2D playing with his melodica and suddenly Vicky's hands began to sweat. With Murdoc's mood, there was no telling what was on his mind and their conversation beforehand was still ringing through her head.
"Oi, stupid!" Murdoc cried out, letting go of Vicky and turning all of his attention on 2D.
"Wot yew doin' down heah Mudz?" 2D asked, confusion clear on his face as he looked between him and Vicky. Something clearly wasn't right.
"Get yehr stuff, we're leavin'."
"Now?" 2D questioned, looking at Vicky for an answer.
"Don't ask questions, just get yehrself ready with the tart 'nd meet me in the front with the Geep. Yah want out, well we're leavin'."
"Hold on, wait a sec. Wot happened? VV, why were yew gone so long?"
Vicky, wiped her hands on her shirt, looking guilty at 2D. "We were attacked by pirates. They were inside." Was it hot in here or was it just her?
"Yew awrigh'?" 2D put his melodica aside and walked over to Vicky, taking her face in his hands and inspecting her.
Though nothing was being said, her guilty conscience had her looking away the second she stared into the black depths of 2D's eyes. "I'm, I'm fine. Just a little shaken up is all." She looked back and tried to smile, swallowing the lump in her throat.
"Yes. It was quite horrible. Ugly, smelly pirates nearly got her. Poor thing." Murdoc interjected sourly.
2D could still sense there was something not quite right. He knew Murdoc well enough to tell his snark, and the way Vicky kept trying to avoid his gaze when she spoke… "So we're gonna go then?" 2D asked Vicky. "Yew ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be I guess." She answered.
2D looked at Murdoc. "All accordin' t' plan? Yew first 'n' we'll wait fo' yew in the front."
"No change. At all." Murdoc added, waving his hand flamboyantly, before turning to go back to the lift.
Not at all in the attitude he was just minutes ago, Vicky thought. 'This is it.' Her nerves were shot and 2D hugging here only caused her to flinch. She looked up to apologize, seeing the saddened look on 2D's face.
Weren't they passed this? He knew her brother was better and, even with danger ahead, they were escaping! He'd expected her to be happy about this. However, his question was put on hold when he heard Murdoc return with a slight chuckle.
"Oh wait, wait." He laughed. "There is one thing we have t' change. Funny thing, really. Quite silly, but it's a change in plans all the less." He smiled a large, almost happy smile.
"Wot?" 2D felt Vicky tense.
"When we're finally out of here, out of Kong I mean. Yeh'd better let this one-" Murdoc pointed to Vicky, "-off first chance yah get. She's no good."
Vicky's jaw dropped and 2D looked down questioningly at her before doing so, vocally, to Murdoc.
"It's just, she reminds me so much of…" Murdoc's voice deepened. "Paula."
"Who's Paula?" Vicky asked looking back-and-forth between 2D and Murdoc, but neither responded.
"W-wot do yew mean?"
"Well, uhuhuh, here's the thing. Remember how I did yah the favor of gettin' rid of Paula, as she was quite ugly an' a bit crazy? Well, I'm doin' the same now, only, with her–" he nodded toward Vicky, "–seein' as she can't be trusted."
"Murdoc!" Vicky yelled, knowing where he was going with this and trying to stop it.
"W-wot?" 2D mumbled, hunching his back in confusion, staring only at Murdoc.
"See, yehr sweet little girlfriend is nothin' but a selfish tart."
"Murdoc stop!" Vicky cried, turning to 2D. "Don't listen to him, D. Look at me! Ok? I'm sorry! Don't listen to him."
"VV, wot's goin' on?" 2D asked, confusion written all over his pale face, as he backed away from her.
"Yes, VV, what's going on?" Murdoc looked at her, his smirk still visible but his eyes glaring.
Vicky whimpered, not knowing what to do, when tears started falling. She moved to sit on the bed, wiping her face, apologizing continuously as she did so.
"Why're yew sorry VV?" 2D knew though. How could he not? It was heavily insinuated and with the way she was acting… But he didn't want to believe it, not her. Not Vicky. Not again.
"I'm s-sorry, because I-I, oh god," she clenched her eyes shut and faced the ceiling, closing her hands around her knees. "Because I fucked Murdoc."
There. She had said it. The three words he'd never wanted to hear again came forcefully out of her plump mouth.
"What did I tell yah? Selfish tart. Yah were stupid t' trust her Tusspot." Murdoc shook his head.
2D fell silent, staring at her trembling and sobbing on his bed. "Ah shoulda known this was gonna happen."
"huh?" Vicky looked up, confusion etched on her face, and she wiped her face clear of snot and tears.
"Ah knew since tha' time ah found yew sleepin' on him that yew'd do this. Murdoc's righ', yew'r jus' like Paula. Ah was stupid, 'cause ah didn' listen to m'self every time ah thought ih', but ah knew yew'd betray me."
"No, D, I swear! It wasn't intentional! I never planned on sleeping with him!"
"Then how come yew did!"
"It just happened! D, it just happened."
"How does it jus' happen? Wot d'yew fall 'n' lan' on 'is peckah?" 2D yelled.
"I'm not that ignorant D!" She whimpered, knowing there was no way to win this. "Wanna know what happened? Well here it is, this place was driving me insane, you didn't seem to care that we'd been stuck here for weeks-"
"Ah did too care! Don' say ah didn' 'cause tha's no th' truff, y'kno'!"
"Yes, I know! I know now! But listen to what I'm saying, please!" She swallowed the saliva in her mouth, waiting for 2D to nod his head slightly before continuing. "I'd just found out my brother was in the hospital, and so I got drunk! I got drunk because I couldn't do anything about anything, I was useless! And being drunk made me angry! So angry I sought out the one person I blamed everything on, him!" She pointed to Murdoc, tears falling harder down her face. "And in the midst of fighting about everything, I let my emotions take control and I slept with him!" She sobbed, knowing that spilling her guts didn't excuse what she had done.
She was in the wrong. She fucked up. And now she was paying for it.
Watching them go at it wasn't as satisfying as Murdoc thought it was going to be. In fact, it made him quite sick to his stomach to see 2D so heated and Vicky so miserable. He didn't like this feeling coming over him, because he knew that in some weird way he was as much to blame as she was. Hearing noises up overhead, he looked up at the ceiling. No, it wasn't there. Checking out the upset couple one last time, he made his way to the lift. Maybe tonight was going to go–somewhat–according to plan after all.
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