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Obsidian Eyes Moving to Wattpad!

Hello my lovely readers. I will be moving the story onto Wattpad as it’s just easier for me. Theres a bunch more chapters out already posted there, so check it out ! :)

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Obsidian Eyes - Chapter 11

(Y/N)s POV

I was so happy to talk to 2D again that I completely lost track of time. We spent the night laughing and chatting about nonsense, and it was exactly what I needed in that moment. I couldn't believe how close I felt to him, almost instantly. He's an open book, which was so refreshing considering all of the decoding I had been doing with Murdoc lately. I looked over at the clock and saw that it was 2 am, I stood up quickly. I'm wasting his time.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry for keeping you up so late, D"

2Ds POV

"Oh- no it's fine, really. You don't have to-"

She seemed frustrated with herself, standing up and heading towards the door "You were at your shoot all day - you should get some rest."

"Right" I said, halfheartedly. I was wide awake, and admittedly having the most fun I'd had in ages. I really wished she would stay. I wanted to say that to her, but I couldn't find the words.

She lingered for a moment, hesitant. "Goodnight, D" She smiled at me and then softly shut the door.

"Goodnight, (Y/N)" I said, mostly to myself.

I laid back in my bed and shut my eyes, remembering her face sleeping softly here not too long ago. I would love to wake up to that same face someday, I thought. God I'm such a fool. Just friends, I reminded myself. I caught a whiff of her perfume, and buried my head in my pillow. Goodnight, (Y/N).

(Y/N)s POV

I slipped out of 2Ds room, and as soon as I shut the door I missed him. He's just a good friend, I told myself. One that gives me butterflies. I made my way back to my room, but halfway there I decided to grab a glass of water from the kitchen. I turned around and headed in my new direction, startled by a sudden loud bang of the front door opening. Shit. He's home.

I ducked into the corridor, desperately trying to avoid Murdoc. He's probably piss drunk. I didn't want to deal with him right now, I couldn't look him in the eyes after what had just went down.

"Welcome home" I heard Russel's voice boom, startling me slightly.

Why is he still awake?

"Howdy do, Russ" Murdoc slurred, stumbling down the hall. His footsteps stopped abruptly.

"I know what you did to (Y/N), Mudz. And I'm pissed."

My stomach dropped. Shit. Did he hear me an 2D? I'm dead. I'm fucking dead.

"Russ-"

"NO, listen to me! What the fuck is wrong with you? Explain yourself NOW or I'm breaking your nose again." I'd never heard him raise his voice so much, it was scary. But I was also very grateful to hear how much he cared.

"Y'wouldn't understand-.." Murdoc struggled to find his words, clearly wasted again.

"Do I look like I'm playing?!" Russ shouted back, growing more and more impatient.

There was a long pause. Anxious silence.

"Nononono - wait" Murdoc shouted eagerly, I imagined Russel's hand hovering inches above his face.

"It..." I heard an exasperated sigh. "Everyone leaves me, Russ. I- it's the only way I know how to make people stay."

As angry as I was at him, and as much as he deserved what was coming to him, hearing this broke my heart. It was a twisted sentiment, but I could tell he really believed it.

There was a long silence, Russel sighed. I assumed he put his arm down.

"This isn't how you care for people, Mudz. This is wack. I mean, holding peoples lives over their head? That's messed up man."

Murdoc had nothing to say.

"Listen to me. You're going to apologize to (Y/N) tomorrow. REAL apology. You're going to leave her work out of this- and you'll be lucky if she wants anything to do with you after that. And for your sake - you tell her you came to this decision on your own. Got it?"

"B-but-"

"Goodnight." Russel said sternly and stormed out.

I pressed myself farther into the wall as he blew right past me. I was relieved that I slipped by unnoticed. I could barely process what had just happened. Was I really off the hook, just like that? I suddenly felt giddy. I wanted to cry and hug Russel for hours.

Before I could celebrate what had just happened, I heard the sound of a bottle smashing, followed by the smallest whimper I'd ever heard. I peeked out from the hallway to see Murdoc curled up on the couch, sobbing silently into the cushions. I felt like I was witnessing some rare lunar eclipse, something that would only happen once in a lifetime when the planets were aligned. My heart broke seeing him like this. I couldn't believe it.

I stood there for a long time, unsure of what to do. I silently crept back to my room, still completely blown away by tonights events. I will sleep in my own room tonight, I thought, worried that my loud thoughts alone would be enough to wake Noodle. I slipped into the covers, and my mind began racing. I played back todays events for what felt like the 1000th time, editing the scenes in my head. I felt an immense sense of guilt, and then felt guilty for feeling that way. I shouldn't care like this. Why do I care?

Then I thought of moving back into my apartment, leaving this place behind. I would go home, spend my time distracting myself and taking any work I could. I'd watch reruns of my favourite tv shows, maybe throw in something new if I was feeling bold. Back to normal, I thought, and instead of comfort this thought filled me with a deep sense of dread. What is wrong with me? I'm off the hook, I reminded myself. I should be relieved. Then why does all this feel like some sort of break up?

I forced my eyes shut, but I couldn't get an ounce of sleep. The thought of tomorrow's big conversation was hanging over my head.

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Obsidian Eyes - Chapter 10

"Oh - Um.. (Y/N)?" A gentle voice rang in my ears.

I shifted slightly. My eyes felt heavy. Must be dreaming.

"Uhm.. 'ello?" It spoke again.

A warm hand touched my shoulder and I opened my eyes in a panic, a concerned 2D staring back down at me. Holy fuck. Why is he in my room?

My face turned beet red. It hit me all at once that I had just fallen asleep in his bed, and he had just caught me. My heart started racing, and sped up even quicker when I realized that Murdoc was likely looking for me, too.

If he finds me here, It's over. The feeling of impending doom sunk in. I wanted to curl up and die right there.

"I'm sorry to wake yew, luv.. It's just that, yo-you're in my bed. I don't mind- "

I jumped up quickly from his bed and ran to the door, slamming it shut and turning around to face him.

"2D I'm sorry - I - is Murdoc here?" I whispered quietly, his confused expression softening as he noticed my obvious panic.

"N-no he went to the bar after the shoot, love. It's just me and the others.. Yew alright?" He began to nervously play with his fingers.

I nodded my head and let out a huge sigh, sliding down the door and onto the floor. 2D sat up from his bed and joined me, crossing his legs and sitting in front of me. He placed a comforting hand on my leg.

"T-the clothes looked lovely by the way, today. Really" I could tell he was struggling to find what to say.

"Thanks" I mumbled, almost unintelligibly. I couldn't lift my face from my hands, I was way too embarrassed to face him.

"(Y/N).." His voice trailed off, hesitant "A - 'ave I done something wrong?" He asked sweetly. "I notice yew've been avoiding me-"

And with that, I broke down and began to cry. I had held it together so well, for so long. Hearing 2D blame himself like this was just too much to handle. Hot tears streamed down my face uncontrollably, and I started to audibly weep. I shook my head no.

"No- D, you've done nothing wrong." I grabbed his hand that was placed on my leg and held it tightly. I watched his body relax immensely from this.

"C'mere" He motioned to his arms, and I fell into them, still crying uncontrollably. He wrapped them around me tight, rocking me slightly. Butterscotch and pine, there it is again.

I began to calm down, and I pulled myself out of his arms back to face him. I wiped away a few stray tears.  

"It's Murdoc, isn't it?" 2D whispered, a hint of anger present in his voice.

I shook my head yes and began to cry again.

"Bastard.." 2D said spitefully, and put his hand back on my leg. "What has he done to yew?"

"I c- I can't talk about it. He will ruin me"

"I won't say anyfin', I swear"

I thought about it for a second, weighing out all the possibilities.

"Promise?"

He placed his pinkie in front of my face, and I looked into his eyes. "Promise, luv."

"Ok" I said, placing my finger in his. I took a deep breath.

"Murdoc. He kidnapped me. He's - he's holding my job over my head. He says he will ruin my career." It was hard to get the words out through my tears.

"BASTARD." He huffed. "He kidnapped me too, you know?"

I shook my head. Guess he failed to mention that last night. "Really?"

He nodded his head.

"Bu- Why did you stay?"

He turned away, thinking hard for a moment before meeting my gaze "Because he needs me." He said, plainly.

I nodded in understanding. I looked at 2D in admiration, his meek demeanour masked his strength which was so clear to me now. This is someone who has been through so much, and is still thinking of others.  

Suddenly a wave of relief came over me, I couldn't believe how long I had gone holding onto this burden alone. Although I felt bad for him, just knowing 2D had a similar experience to me made me feel so much better. He must have noticed me staring, because a wide grin suddenly appeared on his face.

"So.. why were you in my bed?" 2D asked playfully.

My face felt flush again and I buried it in my hands, "It, uh - Murdoc made me do it." I said, laughing uncontrollably. He started laughing, too.

Russel's POV

I was unpacking my gear, when I heard a loud weeping sound coming from 2Ds room. I figured I'd ignore it, but it only got louder. I got up and slowly made my way over to his room, leaning my ear against the door.

"I won't say anythin', I swear" I heard 2Ds voice from the other side.

"Promise?" (Y/N) spoke, choking down tears.

Who did this to her? I clenched my fist tight. There was silence for a moment.

"Murdoc. He kidnapped me. He's - he's holding my job over my head. He says he will ruin my career."

I fucking knew it. I became filled with rage. That asshole hasn't changed one bit. I wanted to go in there and hug her, but I'm sure D was taking care of it, he was good at that kind of stuff.

I'll handle the rest, I thought. The second that Murdoc gets home - he will get what's coming to him. I stormed my way into the living room, deciding I would sit and wait there until he got back.

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Obsidian Eyes - Chapter 9

I awoke to the sound of shuffling feet, seemingly frantic. I opened my eyes to see Noodle running around her room, opening and closing drawers.

"(Y/N)-san! Sorry to wake you. The music video is today and Murdoc slept in!"

I shot up right away, "Shit! He drank a lot last night, must have slept through his alarms" I got up and made my way to the door quickly, "I'm going to get your outfits ready"

"No, no it's ok (Y/N), go back to bed! Russel got them - Murdoc says we don't need you today, just the clothes" She gave me a sad look, "I want you to come."

I sighed and sat back down on the bed, bummed I wasn't going with them. "Oh well, whatever he says goes" I said, giving her a reassuring smile. God when will I get out of this place.

"Let's go Noodle!!" I heard Murdoc yell from outside.

She gave me a quick hug and ran out of the room, leaving me alone. There was a few more minutes of faint ruckus, and then the house went silent. Guess I have the place to myself today.

I got up and made my way back to my room, still super exhausted. I laid down onto my bed and tried to fall back asleep, but all I did was toss and turn. I got up and tried sitting at my sewing table, but I was drawing a blank on what to make. Fuck. Frustrated, I got up and walked to the door, hesitating for a moment. This whole place gave me the creeps, and I'd never been left alone here before - but I guess I should do some investigating while I can.

I made my way to Murdoc's room slowly, pretty terrified of what I would find. I knew it was wrong to snoop, but my curiosity always got the best of me. I saw a sign that read "Fuck off" and smiled, knowing I was at the right place. I opened the door and shut my eyes, opening them after a brief moment of hesitation. His room was a total mess, clothes and bottles strewn about. There were a few band posters on the walls, and a mess of crumpled papers scattered across the floor. Maybe my phone is in here, I thought excitedly.

I stepped in, tiptoeing around the mess. I started rummaging around different drawers, wincing when I found his stash full of condoms and different girls panties. Gross. I continued on my search, noticing a small drawer by his bedside. I sat down on his bed and looked around. "So this is what its like to live like a rockstar?" I thought, rolling my eyes. I caught a brief scent of his musk coming off of his pillow, making my stomach feel all strange and knotted.

I reached over to the bedside drawer and opened it, shoving my hand in blindly. I felt the familiar cool metal feeling of my phone and pulled it out quickly, smiling to myself. In that same motion, a slip of paper fell out onto the floor, joining the rest of them. There was nothing particularly special about this one, but something in me was telling me that I had to pick it up. I reached down and grabbed it, unfolding the messily made creases. I couldn't believe my eyes.

"(Y/N) Song" Was the title. I dropped the paper in disbelief, before picking it back up again, slowly this time. I tried to make out the rest of the writing, but it was all scribbles and most of the words were crossed out sloppily. Half of the page was torn, probably in frustration.

What could he possibly have been writing about me? All he does is tease me, and boss me around. What more could I possibly mean to him? I threw the note back into the drawer and turned my phone on, notifications flooding my screen. I replied to a few friends and family, telling them that everything was all good with me and that I was just taking a little vacation. I was getting very good at lying these days.

I quickly grew bored of scrolling on my phone, and put it back in the same spot before leaving Murdoc's room. Where to next? I thought, and subconsciously my feet led the way.

I wasn't too sure what this door was, they all seemed to look the same, but I stopped right in front of it. I nervously opened it up and saw a small and cluttered room. I wasn't quite sure what I was looking at, but I knew that this room belonged to one of the others. There were playing cards, records and tshirts all across the floor. A pile of movies was neatly organized by a small tube tv, which looked silly in contrast to rest of the chaos. I grabbed one of them and flipped it over. Day of the Dead, one of my favourites. I smiled and put it back in its place. I walked over to the bed and saw an acoustic guitar tucked under the covers, I gasped, remembering the sweet song I heard from the hallway. This must be 2Ds room.

I laid down on the bed and pulled the covers over me, trying to find his scent. Admittedly quite creepy, but hey, no one was around. I closed my eyes as the smell of butterscotch and pine hit my nose, it was perfect, I could picture him so clearly. I gazed around the room for a long time, taking everything in. If I can't talk to him, I thought, may as well get to know him another way. My eyes stopped on a small piece of paper on the floor, which I instantly recognized as my business card. How did he get this? I know I gave one to Noodle, but - I reached over and picked it up, studying it further. I flipped it over, and on the back there was a messy script:

"For Toochi. Cute girl you like."

I giggled happily, the thought of Noodle trying to play matchmaker was way too cute. I shoved my face back in his pillow, trying to find the smell again that now seemed to elude me. His bed was exceptionally comfy, and I decided to close my eyes, but only for a few minutes. At least that's what I had hoped.

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Obsidian Eyes - Chapter 8

"Cheers!" The spiced liquid burned my throat. "Eugh, this stuff is nasty" I whined.

"There's some other liquor in the kitchen, you brat. Run along" He chuckled and shooed me away. He seemed like he was in such a good mood today. Probably just stoked to have a drinking buddy, I thought.

I skipped into the kitchen playfully, but as soon as I was in I got to work. I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of apple juice that I had noticed earlier, and put it down on the counter. I rifled through the liquor stash, looking for something to match the colour. Damn this thing is stocked. I grabbed a bottle of spiced rum and dumped it into the sink quietly, quickly filling it with the apple juice and putting the rest back in the fridge.

"Are you going to keep me waiting?" His sultry voice spoke from the doorway, and I quickly spun around and threw myself against the fridge.

"Sorry, there's just so much to choose from" I smiled, holding up the bottle in my hand.

"Ah, well, good choice" He threw his arm around me and led me back into the living room. I let out a quiet sigh of relief before joining him on the couch. So far so good.

He laid sprawled out over the couch, and I sat at the other corner, tucking my legs in to try and keep as much space as I could between us. His head was tilted back, and with his dark hair pushed aside I could finally see more of his face. Eyes closed, soft smile, a contented expression. His leg suddenly brushed against mine and it made my breath catch in my throat. What the hell is wrong with me? I shook my head. Right, the plan.

"So you like to drink a lot, huh?" I asked playfully

"I dabble" he chuckled, taking a swig of his bottle.

"So do I" I smirked, mimicking his action.

"What do you say we go shot for shot, then?" I said, trying my best to sound flirty.

He let out a very sincere laugh, "Love, you're jokin' me?"

I shook my head no. "What, are you scared you'll lose to a girl?"

He smirked and shook his head, standing up quickly "Your poor little liver.." he said as he walked out of the room.

He came back quickly and set down two shot glasses on the table in front of me.

"Great - Let's also play 20 questions.. Should get interesting the more we drink" I said, trying to sound as innocent as possible.

"Right, cheers then."

We poured ourselves a shot and I pretended to wince.

Murdoc wasted no time, "Question 1 - how big are your knockers?"

I started laughing uncontrollably, he had a proud smile on his face.

"56 M" I said seriously, watching his eyes widen.

"Wow. Nice"

I let out a small laugh to myself. I officially learned that Murdoc has no idea how bra sizes work, but is just happy to hear any combination of numbers and letters.

"Question 2" I said, pouring myself another shot motioning for him to follow suit. We threw the drink back. "Why are you such a prick all the time?"

He smiled at this and put his hand on my leg. "Nice try, love. You think you're going to come in here and play armchair therapist on me? Won't work"

I internally cursed myself for starting my plan too soon. "Nope, answer my question."

"My father was a prick to me, and I am carrying on that torch. That good enough, doc?" He joked

I'm sure there was some truth there, but he wasn't going to budge. I shrugged and filled up another shot. Cheers. We drank.

-

"Q-question15" He slurred, pointing his finger at me. "How are you so good at handling yourliquor?"

I looked away quickly, realizing I had forgotten to actually start acting drunk. "Well.. I'm pretty wasted at the moment. I just have an exceptional poker face" I threw in a couple of slurs to help ease his suspicion, but I'm assuming he was too drunk to notice - or care.

"Cheers" Another shot.

"Question 16" I said, "How did you meet 2D, and why do you hate him so much?" I asked eagerly.

"Oi.. Faceache. I dont 'ate him.." He looked clearly flustered at the mention of his name. "It was funny how we met - really. I ran 'im over in a car -"

"You what??" I interrupted, completely stunned at how nonchalant he was about this.

"Anyway - I was sent to take care of 'im. Failed miserably. I did that - thing - to his face" he said, referring to his eyes "But then he stuck around. The man needs me.." He said, looking away wistfully. Something was telling me he didn't really believe that.

"He cares about you - you know. I can tell. I don't know why, because you aren't so nice to him. But he cares about you."

He smiled a bit at this.

"Murdoc?" I asked quietly.

"Hm..?"

"Can I please talk to 2D. He could use a friend"

Murdoc's face suddenly got red, "Are you forgetting the rules again, (Y/N)?" he snapped.

I crossed my arms, visibly upset now. "What, are you jealous?!" I asked, trying to sound playful but the look on his face made me eat my words.

"N-No. Don't question me again" He said sternly. He slumped back onto the couch and then carried on like nothing had happened.

He began talking nonsense at this point, babbling on about 2D and how "awful" his recordings were lately, sounding like a Father disappointed in his kids sport game. As he drunkenly carried on, I began to slowly see the holes in his words, reading between the lines. It was all a fragile ruse.

I looked at his face as he tried to appear confident in what he was saying, but it looked so fake to me now. Deep down, I could tell he was terrified of losing him. 2D was the backbone of his band, and probably one of the only people in his life who has actually stuck around. He didn't know what to do with this fear, where to put it, so it translated to anger. I get it now.

After what felt like a lifetime of him talking my ear off, he suddenly fell asleep. I giggled and got up from the couch, placing a blanket over him and watching a big smile spread across his face. This was him, I thought. How I see him right now. Smiling sweetly, grateful. Too bad it wouldn't last. I smiled back at him and made my way to Noodle's room, knowing that what just happened, and Murdoc's memory of it, would be gone by the morning.

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Obsidian Eyes - Chapter 7

Yesterday was bearable. I mostly kept to myself, with the exception of another sweet slumber party with Noodle. I woke up to the sound of cartoonish shooting sounds. Noodle was across from me on the bed, gaming out hard on her little gameboy. Her tongue was half sticking out, her body moving with every shot she set off. The face of pure concentration. I giggled and rolled over to face her.

"Good morning, Noodle" I placed my head in my hands and stared up at her

"Hi (Y/N)!" She yelled, eyes still glued to the screen.

I laid my head down again and closed my eyes for a moment, listening to the sounds of the video game creating a nice soundscape. A peaceful morning. I opened my eyes again.

"Hey Noodle, can I ask you something?"

She immediately paused her game and put it down, meeting my gaze. "Of course, (Y/N), you can ask me anything!"

"Could you - um. I know this is a bit odd" I hesitated. "Could you tell 2D that I think he has a beautiful voice?"

A goofy smile spread across her face. "You have a crush on Toochi!!"

I laughed softly, feeling a bit flustered at the suggestion. "No, I don't. I just think he should know"

"Why don't you tell him yourself then, (Y/N)? I'm sure he would pee himself hearing that from you"

I sighed, this was going nowhere - "I can't, Noodle.."

"Grown up stuff?" She cocked her head, putting her hand on my lap.

"Yeah, grown up stuff" I said, relieved.

She shrugged, this answer seemed to be enough. "Ok, I will let him know!"

I smiled and laid back down, relaxed. Noodle returned to her game. A minute barely passed before the door shot open loudly, and a grumpy voice was calling to me.

"(Y/N), get your arse back to your room. We need those outfits done by tonight" Murdoc yelled.

"Don't you knock?" I groaned, I sat up and dragged my feet to the door to meet him. I turned around to wave goodbye to Noodle, who was now too sucked into her game to notice the gesture.

"My house, my rules"

"Uh huh" I mumbled and slowly followed him back towards my room. "Hey, what day is it today?" I asked mindlessly.

"January 1st"

I stopped dead in my tracks and started to panic. "Shit shit shit. I haven't paid my rent-"

Murdoc turned around to face me. "I took care of it. Relax."

A wave of relief rushed over me, quickly followed by confusion. Why would he do that? Is he being - nice to me?

"Thank you" I mumbled back.

"Right, run along then love and finish your work. Maybe later, we can celebrate." He winked at me and walked away. He sounded - genuine? Weird.

I made it back to my room and locked the door, turning to face my sewing machine. "Its me and you baby, lets do this."

I sat down and worked away on all of their outfits, finishing 2Ds first. I held his army hat in my hand and smiled at the thought of how goofy and sweet he would look in it. I shook my head. Back to work. I sewed for what must have been hours, but it felt like no time at all. Working on things made it impossible for my mind to wander too far or dwell on anything bad. I felt present.

Finally finished, I glanced over at the clock and saw that it was 10:00pm. Wow, so much for celebrating. I slipped into some comfy clothes, figuring I'd probably be heading to bed soon, but a sudden pain in my stomach stopped me from doing so. Shit. I realized I hadn't eaten anything all day, so I got up and headed off to the kitchen. I heard giggles down the hallway, and made my way over to find Russel, 2D and Noodle putting on their shoes.

"Where are you guys heading off to?" I asked, a bit too eagerly. It had only been a few days but I desperately missed the outside world.

"We're gonna check out this new Horror movie! Would you like to come?" Russel asked politely.

Before I could answer I felt a looming presence behind me. "I- I can't. - Can I?" I turned around to face Murdoc, giving him my best puppy dog eyes.

"(Y/N) has tons of work to finish up. Isn't that right love?" Murdoc said, matter of factly.

"Right.." I said, clearly disappointed.

"Aww. I will miss you!" Noodle ran over and grabbed my hand. "You can sleep in my room if you want to."

"Thank you Noodl-"

"(Y/N), c-can I talk to you a moment?" 2D spoke up, startling me. It was so nice to hear my name leave his mouth.

I stood there awkwardly, feeling everyone staring at me. I replayed Murdoc's words in my head, and saw him staring at me with a stern expression. The room felt like it was spinning, and I realized too much time had already passed. "Uh, um - no"

I panicked and ran out of the room. I could hear Murdoc's laugh and sense the confusion from the others. "Right.. let's go then" I heard 2D say sadly, and my heart fell into to my stomach.

I can't keep doing this, I thought. This is torture. He doesn't deserve this. I need to talk to him. I heard the door close and the house suddenly got quiet.

"Atta girl" Murdoc chuckled, patting me on the back and leaning against the counter again. "You finished everything like I ask?"

I nodded my head quickly. Anger was building inside of me, I hated the way he treats me, the way he treats the others. I wanted to set him straight. My stomach growled angrily again and I sighed.

"Could I please eat something?"

Murdoc looked at me and started to laugh "Of course you can. This isn't prison. Help yourself"

I got up and rummaged through the fridge, grabbing myself a snack. "Sorry, I've never been kidnapped before, I don't know the rules." I said sarcastically.

"I literally told you the rules, (Y/N). There were 5 of them, remember?"

I laughed at how serious he was saying this, like he was some sort of camp counsellor scolding his camper.

"And, Number 5, If you remember -" He turned around and started rummaging through a cupboard, pulling out another giant bottle of whiskey, "Is to have fun".

I wanted to say no, but I stopped myself before I could protest - a bright idea bubbling in my head. He stretched out his hand in waiting.

"Alright, then what are we waiting for?" I asked playfully, taking his hand as he led me to the living room.

This has to work.

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Obsidian Eyes - Chapter 6

(Y/N)s POV

My dreams were sweet. I saw a pink sea. There was a warm presence, familiar. I was happy. The memory of them started to slip away the more I became conscious. I groaned and instinctually reached over to grab for my phone, feeling the touch of another person instead. I opened my eyes abruptly, only to find Noodle snoring softly beside me. So peaceful.

Whatever hopes I had for all of this just being some strange nightmare had quickly vanished. This is my life now, I thought. I glanced back over at Noodle and smiled - can't be all that bad with this little angel keeping me company. I slipped out of bed slowly, trying my best not to disturb the sleeping girl. I made my way back out into the hallway and tried to piece together how to get back to my room again. I turned the corner and saw a door cracked open slightly, and my curiosity got the best of me. I approached the door slowly, but before I could open it I heard a low melodic voice. I panicked and threw my back against the wall, leaning in slightly with my ear against the door to get a better listen. The slow strum of a guitar, a bit clumsy. An insecure, but steady voice was singing along. 2D, I thought, must be his room. I really wish I could see him.

"When you were here before. Couldn't look you in the eye - You're just like an angel.." He sang softly. Radiohead, eh? May as well be singing Wonderwall. I started to giggle but threw my hand over my mouth. "Your skin makes me cry.." I closed my eyes and focused on his voice. So soft, so bittersweet. I could listen to this forever, I thought. I wanted to tell him. I intuitively brought my hand to the door, about to knock but then stopped myself dead in my tracks. The memory of Murdoc's stupid rule came back to me, and I wanted to scream. What is his deal with 2D anyway? I decided in that moment that I wanted to find out.

I sighed and pushed myself off the wall, carrying on my way back to my room. I should write a memoir, I thought. 'Kidnapped at Kong', quite a catchy title.

I threw my bedroom door open and stumbled inside, the familiarity of all my belongings really did help to calm my nerves. A false sense of security. I grabbed my favourite towel from my drawer and headed into the shower, needing a moment alone to clear my head. The hot water streamed down on me, and I closed my eyes. Peace. My mind began to wander, thinking of all the people that I am now forced to be roommates with.

Russel. I want to get to know him better. He comes off as this total sweetheart, but I can sense this hurt in him. Do people give him the same love that he puts out there?

Noodle. Nothing but love for that one. I feel an immense sense of responsibility for her, now. I need to be a good female role model for her.

2D. The thought of him gave me goosebumps. I needed to know more. Something about his presence feels so - right. I want to be his friend.

Murdoc, I shuddered. Who is Murdoc, really? Cause I'm not buying it. Something tells me he hides behind this massive ego, but inside he is a deeply sad man. Anyone with a front that big is hiding something. I hated him for what he did to me, but I was utterly intrigued. I couldn't believe it. I have a gift of getting people to open up to me, and that was exactly what I was planning to do - but boy, did I have my work cut out for me.

I hopped out of the shower and dried myself off, heading over to my closet to find an outfit for the day. I rifled through for what felt like ages, until I settled on an adorable 60s tennis dress. The dress was super mini, and highlighted my legs perfectly. I sat by my vanity and applied some more light makeup and my signature scent. I brushed out my wet hair and decided I would let it air dry. I look way too good for this place.

Part of me wanted to lock myself in my room and stay in all day so I wouldn't have to deal with any creepy requests from Murdoc, but I decided against it, eager to learn more about everyone here. Plus, I don't have a phone, so what else am I going to do?

I made my way into the kitchen, impressed with myself for knowing the way there. I barely had time to finish that thought before I was met with a sly grin.

"Morning, legs. So nice of you to finally join us." Murdoc said sarcastically

"So what, I'm on your schedule now?" I scoffed

Before he could say anything else I felt a warm hand on my back. "Morning, (Y/N). You look lovely." Russel smiled at me.

"Yes you do!" Noodle exclaimed, shifting in her chair.

I smiled sweetly in reply, grateful I wasn't alone with Murdoc. It's too early for his shit, and I am not a morning person.

"Thank you guys. You're too sweet."

"What is this, an episode of Sesame Street or somethin'? - Enough with the compliments."

I couldn't help but laugh at this. What a grouch.

"(Y/N), you're making breakfast" Murdoc spoke, visibly annoyed.

"Fine. But only because you asked so politely" I said sarcastically, earning a laugh from Russ and Noodle. "Where's 2D?"

I could see a flash of something on Murdoc's face. Anger? Jealousy? I wasn't too sure, but it made me regret asking.

"Wouldn't you like to know." He mumbled and sat down at the table.

I rolled my eyes and began to search the fridge for ingredients. I grabbed a carton of eggs, some bacon and a handful of oranges.

"Need some help, love? I like to cook" Russ put his hand on my back again.

"No, thanks. You deserve a treat"

His face lit up at this. "Damn, (Y/N). You're a keeper."

"That's exactly what I said." Murdoc smirked at me, making me shiver at the reference. We were the only ones who knew. I turned around and cracked the eggs in the pan, throwing in the bacon as well.

As if he could read my thoughts, Russel spoke "So (Y/N), tell me more about how you begged Murdoc to work for us. And Mudz shut your mouth, I wanna hear it from her."

Murdoc glanced at me nervously, and I cleared my throat "Well, he um. It's a funny story, really-" I was interrupted by a half asleep blue headed boy stumbling into the kitchen.

"Oi, Faceache!" Murdoc practically yelled, throwing his arm around the now puzzled looking boy.

"Um - 'ello Murdoc? - and hi (Y/N) - and others of course." He smiled sweetly at me.

I felt Murdoc's gaze burning on the back of my head. I returned a half hearted smile and waved at him, quickly turning around to focus on the now spattering eggs.

"D, (Y/N) was just about to tell us the story of how she got here" Russel interrupted.

I quickly moved all the food onto a big serving plate and set it down at the table. "C-can we talk about something else?" I asked sheepishly, earning a concerned look from Russ. "Just a bit embarrassed is all" I lied.

"Right, like how rubbish your recordings have been lately 2D" Murdoc grinned, proud of himself for the segue. "Really, (Y/N), you should hear 'im he sounds like a dying bird"

2Ds face got red in embarrassment and he began to fiddle with his fingers. "T-t-hats not true!"

"He has a lovely voice.." I said under my breath, only angering Murdoc.

"What was that? Speak up, love" He spat

"Nothing, forget about it" I sighed and shot 2D a sorry glance as quickly as I could. He didn't hear me.

"Really, though, on our last track I had to smack him up the head so many times because he couldn't hold a bloody note -"

"That's enough" Russel said sternly. "Can we all just enjoy our breakfast that this lovely one made for us?" He motioned to me and I smiled. I noticed that no one was standing up for 2D. I know that they are all friends, but I guess Murdoc's abuse happens so regularly that it would be impossible for them to keep up. The poor thing.

"To (Y/N)!" Noodle yelled, holding up her glass of orange juice.

"To (Y/N)!" Everyone yelled back, making me blush.

Everyone dug into their meals, and the conversation turned into playful nonsense. I was smack in the middle of Murdoc and 2D, and throughout the whole meal all I could feel was their conflicting gaze. 2D studying me somehow, a naive curiosity, and Murdoc's cold glare, making sure I stayed in line. All eyes on me.

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Obsidian Eyes - Chapter 5

After what felt like ages, I finally stumbled into the kitchen. Relieved, I turned on the kettle. I gripped onto a loose mug and began opening and closing cabinets, growing more and more frustrated as I tried to find the tea bags.

"To your left, love" I swung around to see Russel, instantly feeling more at ease.

"Thank you." I smiled as I found the stash, grabbing one at random and throwing it into the dirty mug. Hope he likes peppermint, I thought, halting my own train of thought and cursing myself for actually caring.

"You gonna tell me why you're here? Not that I'm complaining." He laughed softly, a sweet and concerned look growing on his face. God how could I lie to this sweet heart.

"Um - I'm going to be here a while actually -"

"(Y/N) left her sewing kit here" Murdoc quickly interjected, sauntering in and grabbing the mug from my hands, he leaned against the counter. "Sounded like an excuse to me. She dropped to her knees and begged me for work. Poor little sod, can't say no to that face right?" He grabbed my cheek and pinched. I forced a smile.

"Yeah. A real saviour this one is!" I said sarcastically, throwing  my arm around Murdoc. I felt him pinch my side softly, warning me to stay in line.

"Right. I don't like this one bit - if something is wrong, which it clearly is - you bet I'll find out.  Mudz, if I were you, I'd sleep with one eye open." Russel warned, giving me a smile and walking out of the room.

Murdoc seemed genuinely terrified at this, although he said nothing. I sighed and slouched back down when Russel left, my sadness slowly creeping back in.

"Don't get smart, (Y/N)" He said sternly, turning to face me.

"Oh - (Y/N)! S'nice to see you!" That adorable voice again. I turned around to see 2D smiling at me brightly, showing off his missing teeth. For a brief second, I felt hopeful.

I smiled back just as bright, "He-"

Murdoc grabbed my arm firmly, causing me to stop dead in my tracks. "Um, I'm going to go now" I said flustered, trying to hold back tears as I blew past 2D and made a beeline for my new bedroom. As I passed him I could see a puzzled look on his face, and my heart began to ache.  

2Ds POV

What was that about? Was I too eager? Admittedly, I was really excited to see her again. I couldn't hide the hurt that was now plastered on my face. I looked up to see Murdoc's stupid face smiling at me devilishly.

"Wots (Y/N) doin here?" I ask, rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly.

"She's working for me now." He said, something about the way he said it made me shiver. I hope she's ok. "That was rather rude- wasn't it" He said, referring to her quick exit.

"Oh - she probably din't mean it like that."

"Right. Keep telling yourself that lad." He chuckled, patting me on the shoulder before leaving me alone in the kitchen. He was trying to get under my skin, and admittedly, it was working.

(Y/N)s POV

Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. I repeated over and over to myself like a mantra. Before I knew it, I was back at my new room. New room. Ugh. I lifted a heavy hand to the door handle and rested my head against the door lightly, about to open it up until -

"(Y/N)-SAN!"

I jumped back in fear and immediately starting smiling when I saw the source. A tiny little girl smiling up at me, as though I was the coolest thing she'd ever seen. My sadness seemed to dissipate.

"Oh Noodle, I'm so happy to see you" I really meant it.

"Did I scare you (Y/N)? I'm so sorry. Just so happy you're back!"

I giggled "Noodle its only been a day" I paused, "plus you'll be seeing a lot more of me now" I said, somewhat solemn.

"Yay!! Will you sleep in my room tonight?" She asked eagerly.

"I'd love to."

And with that, she grabbed my hand again, practically dragging me all the way to her bedroom. I was amazed at how huge and neat her room was, making the rest of the place look like a total junkyard. I shuddered at the thought of the horrors that could probably be found in Murdocs room. Noodle laid onto the floor with her head in her hands, kicking her feet. She motioned for me to do the same.

"Let's gossip! I never done that before" She admitted, pointing to the word on a Tiger Beat magazine.

I couldn't help but giggle. My heart swelled. From that moment on, I knew that no matter what, I would protect her.

"Ok. Do you have a crush on anyone?" I asked plainly

Her face became red as she opened up the magazine, shoving a picture directly in front of me. "Justin Timberlake. He is my dream boy!"  

We both laughed out loud, "He would be lucky to have a girl like you Noodle!"

She was beaming. "How about you, (Y/N)? Who is your crush?"

I looked away slightly, scratching my head. "I don't have one at the moment, but when I do I'll be sure to tell you!"

She looked pleased with this. "Murdoc acts funny around you, you know."

Probably because I'm his hostage victim, I thought to myself. "He's a funny one, isn't he?"

She nodded her head yes, and quickly moved on. "Let's have a dance party!" She shot up, throwing a track on her record player. "I wrote this one!"

"it's coming up, it's coming up, it's coming up, its DARE" The beat kicked in and I smiled in awe. Their music is truly infectious. I took her hand and began to jump around the room with her, feeling my anxieties slowly slipping away as I focused on the music. I was having fun.

2Ds POV

All I could hear from my room was giggling and loud music. I smiled to myself, knowing that (Y/N) and Noodle were having a good time. I wished I could see her face right now, dancing around and smiling carelessly. She was so good with Noodle. I shut my eyes and imagined it, falling asleep to the thought of her once again.  

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Obsidian Eyes - Chapter 4

My head was pounding. The light in this strange room was all too bright, only adding to my immense migraine. Confusion. A flash of green. A razor sharp smile. Where the hell am I? Before I could answer my own question, a familiar voice rang in my ears.

"Ah finally, you're awake!" Murdoc yelled, my head could have exploded at the sound. "Here, love, you're gonna want to take this." A pale green arm extended in front of my face, my blurry vision caught focus of some aspirin in his palm.

"Thanks-" Is all I could muster, shoving the pills down my throat and swallowing. It took me all the strength I had just to sit upright, desperately trying to understand my surroundings. Murdoc sat in a chair adjacent to me, his legs kicked out on a small table. I tried to stand up, but a sharp pain in my leg drew my attention to a metal shackle linking me to the bed post.

"Ah, yes, sorry about that. Let me fix it for you. Can never be too safe these days." He got up and unlocked my restraint, sitting back down smugly. "Now I'm sure you're wondering why you're here." He spoke all too nonchalantly. This definitely wasn't his first rodeo.

I nodded eagerly, desperate for answers, but the sheer movement of my head caused me to wince in pain.

"Don't strain yourself, love. I'll explain." He walked up to me and sat directly beside me, a bit too close for comfort. "Well - to put it plainly. You're a keeper. So that's what I plan on doing - keeping you."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I spat angrily, still desperately confused.

"Now, now, be gentle, love" He placed a long finger under my chin, forcing me to look up at his face which I was still struggling to see in focus.

My voice was hoarse, and my body too weak to even think of running. The only thing I could think of was to yell. "HEL-" his hand quickly shot over my mouth.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, sweetheart. You see, I always get what I want. And what I want, is for you to do whatever I want. Do I make myself clear?"

I laughed, "And why the hell would I do that?"

"Right, good question. Well, you see, I have a lot of connections. I pull a lot of strings in this industry. If you ever want to work a day in your life again, I suggest you listen to me."

This made me shiver. I looked dead into his eyes, which told me he really wasn't bluffing.

"You're a smart girl, aren't you sweetheart?"

I nodded my head slowly, in complete disbelief of what was happening.

"Right. Good. Your boss Shannon thinks so too. Would be a shame if I told her otherwise"

"Please don't-" I spoke desperately. "I'm listening."

"Good. Well now, we could use some help around the house. A personal stylist. A cook. Frankly - you're just good eye candy." He chuckled, making me shiver. "Oh, and Noodle needs a girl friend. She's a lovely little fellow."

"For her. Not for you. I will do this for her."

"Whatever you tell yourself, love." He caressed my cheek lightly, making me feel strangely flustered. Is Stockholm Syndrome setting in already?

"Now, here are the rules" He stood up and wheeled over a comically large chalkboard. This can't be happening, right? - "Number one. do as I say. Simple, really. Two - do not tell anyone you are here against your will. If anyone asks, you begged me to stay and I so generously obliged."

I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

"Three" He pointed to more scribbled writing on the board, "Stay away from Faceache. He's a total drag."

I couldn't help but frown at the last rule. I would need all of the friendship I could get around here if I was going to survive this hell hole.

"Four. You don't go anywhere without my permission." He turned to me and saw my obvious discomfort. "Hey, don't look so blue. You'll be paid well. And you'll get .. benefits" He purred, making me wince. "Only if you want, of course. Consent is key" He said matter of factly, raising his finger.

"But you literally kidnap-"

"This is different" He added quickly. "The fifth, and final rule, is to have fun!"

"Wow" I said in disbelief. I couldn't believe what I had gotten myself into. I didn't know if I should laugh, scream or cry. It was just so absurd. If only I had listened to my gut, I thought. But it was too late for that.

"I got some people to take care of your belongings, your room is all set up here. Really love, if you think about it, I'm doing you a favour." He spoke confidently, "Such a drab place, your little apartment." He was right, but I would do anything to be back in the comfort of that dingy little space again.

He grabbed my arm and helped me up gently, leading my down another set of winding hallways. I guess the aspirin did its trick, I thought, amazed at the fact that I could walk again.

"Here you are. And fetch me some tea when you're done doing whatever it is girls do." His voice trailed off down the hallway as he left me alone and still in utter disbelief.

I pushed the door open, and saw my new room. It was huge, and whoever put it together had clearly done so meticulously, making it seem exactly like the placement of my room at home. There was a messily painted 70s stripe on the biggest wall, and I was once again dumbfounded. Could he have? - No way. I shrugged my shoulders and shut the door. I took a deep breath and made my way in the direction that I hoped would be the Kitchen, using the walk there to pull myself together as best as I could. I could do this, right?

I don't know if I can do this.

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Obsidian Eyes - Chapter 3

"Thatta girl" Murdoc said, throwing his arm around me. I politely slipped out of his grasp.

"So! What is the concept we're working with?" I asked excitedly.

"Oh - right! The song is called Dirty Harry. We're shooting a music video and we want to be decked out in army gear." Russel interjected, with Murdoc too busy nursing his bottle of whiskey.

"Do ya wanna 'ear the song?" 2D smiled sweetly.

"I'd love to! I have access to tons of WW2 clothes, so this should be a breeze" I said excitedly, maybe the world is finally working in my favour.

"Get ready for your mind to be blown." Murdoc said coyly, hitting play on his phone which was connected to surround sound. The speakers boomed with the catchy tune, and I was immediately hooked.

"I love it. I really do"

Everyone seemed humbled by my compliment, except for Murdoc who was grinning like a lunatic.

"I just need to take your measurements, if you guys could all meet me one by one in this room over here." I pointed to a room with a bit more privacy adjacent to the living room.

"Me first!" Noodle beamed, throwing down her gameboy and grabbing my hand. I giggled as she led the way into the other room.

-

"Ok, love! You're all set" I smiled sweetly at the little ball of energy, who bowed thankfully. I set down my measuring tape.

"Thank you, (Y/N)-san. I wish we could be friends." She smiled, somewhat painfully. Damn. The poor girl must be lonely in this big house. I reached down and gave her a big hug.

"We ARE friends, Noodle. Call me any time." I handed her a little card with my number on it.

She held it tight to her chest, smiled and skipped softly out of the room.

-

"Damn, I put on a few pounds." Russel exclaimed disappointedly, lowering his head.

"You look great to me! Plus I have tons of cool stuff that will fit you perfectly"

He looked up and smiled sweetly at me. "Thank you, (Y/N)" He stood up to leave, and turned around quickly, lowering his voice to a bit of a stern whisper. "Hey. If Murdoc gives you any trouble, you tell me. Ok?"

I thanked him, unsure of what he really meant but grateful nonetheless.

"Can't keep my name out of your mouth, can you?" Murdoc entered, wearing nothing but a leopard print thong.

I gasped and threw my hands over my eyes instinctively. "You know, the fitting is done over your clothes."

"But that wouldn't be half as fun, would it?" He smirked.

I sighed and took his measurements, avoiding eye contact as much as possible. His thong was practically rubbing against my face at one point, as I rushed to finish writing down his dimensions.

"Next!" I shouted, a bit too loud.

2D walked in and giggled as he saw a flustered Murdoc leave the room. I laughed with him.

"Is he always like that?" I asked, seriously.

"(Y/N). You don't know the 'alf of it."

I laughed and threw my measuring tape around his waist, leaning in to see the number.

2DS POV

Damn she smells nice. Focus. Say something smart.

"So did you uh, find the place ok?"

Dullard.

(Y/N) POV

I grinned, he seemed a bit like a lost puppy. A very sweet one at that.

"Hard to miss a giant burial ground." I laughed lightly, patting him on the back. "All done."

"Oh, uh. Fhat was fast." Was that, disappointment? "Was lovely to meet you, really."

He walked out of the room slowly, hesitating - lingering for a moment.

"Faceache! Get your arse over here" An aggressive voice snapped from the next room.

He sighed, and then he was gone.

Faceache - my eyes lit up with recognition. He must be the source of that beautiful voice. I packed my things hurriedly, excited to go home and put together these looks. I stepped back into the living room and said my goodbye's, with Murdoc taking the liberty to walk me to the door.

"Bye now, luv. Something tells me we'll be seeing each other quite soon." He smirked to himself.

"Yeah, I'll see you at the shoot!" I said sweetly, stepping out the front door and back into the eerie exterior.

I practically ran to my car, my imagination morphing every shadow into a horrific monster around me. I threw open the car door and hopped in, smiling proudly to myself. Time to get to work.

The drive home was blissful, and I felt the unfamiliar feeling of pride bubbling up inside me. I walked into my dingy apartment and headed straight for my closet, sorting through what I knew I could use for the shoot. Next I made a solid list of things I had to buy, and things I had to make myself. I rifled through my fabrics and found the perfect army green canvas, throwing it on my sewing table. I took a seat in front of my machine, eager to start these pants. They would be for him, 2D. I couldn't help but smile remembering his face when Murdoc left the room in his underwear. There was something about that boy, but I wasn't quite sure what yet. I was really eager to find out.

A crashing and rustling sound outside snapped me back to reality. "Stupid racoons." I mumbled, throwing on my headphones and turning on my sewing machine.

The whirring of my sewing machine, and the sweet sound of melancholy hill in my ears. Contentment. That's all I can remember before it went black.