One Bullet (Gorillaz fanfic) (2D x Murdoc)

Chapter 5

"I had a dream last night..."

"Can we talk about your dream after ya do this? I have enough to focus on already, I don't need more bullshit to think about," he said, handing me another printed page of lyrics with seemingly useless notes scribbled all over the paper. This time, there were highlighted parts and sections that where labeled 'Don't Sing' along with a number, which I figured where the amount of beats I was supposed to stay silent.

We did the same thing we did every time. He started the music and counted me in... Though, layered over the music was another voice, which were obviously the lines I wasn't supposed to sing. How he managed to get Little Dragon to record this previously, I have no idea. Though I'm not sure I really want the answer.

Waiting by the mailbox, by the train
Passin' by the hills 'til I hear the name
I'm looking for a saw to cut these chains in half and all I want is
Someone to rely on as
Thunder comes a rolling down
Someone to rely on as
Lightning comes a staring in again

I'll wait to be forgiven
Maybe I never will
My star has left me
To take the bitter pill
That shattered feeling
Well the cause of it's a lesson learned
Just don't know if I could roll into the sea again
"Just don't know if I could do it all again" she said, it's true

Waiting in my room and I lock the door
I watch the coloured animals across the floor
And I'm looking from a distance
And I'm listening to the whispers
And oh it ain't the same, when you're falling out of feeling and you're
Falling in and caught again

I'm caught again in the mystery
You're by my side, but are you still with me?
The answer's somewhere deep in it, I'm sorry but you're feeling it
But I just have to tell that I love you so much these days
Have to tell you that I love you so much these days, it's true

My heart is in economy
Due to this autonomy
Rolling in and caught again
Caught again

My heart is in economy
Due to this autonomy
Rolling in and caught again
Caught again

Everything was silent, even after we stopped the music and saved the track. I mindlessly played the keys on the keyboard, though the power was off so it hadn't made a sound.

"Welp, we have that taken care of, the useless robot's batteries 're probably still too dead ta work, and I got no room ta send ya off to... So now what?"

"... No idea," I said, shrugging.

Murdoc coughed before talking again, "Weren't you talking about, ah... some nightmare ya had? What was that about, maybe I'll find another way to scare ya!" he said, laughing with a sinister smirk on his face.

"It wasn't really a nightmare..."

"Tell me anyways than, I'm bored!"

"... You have ta promise me ya won't get mad," I said, figuring I might as well if I'm gonna tell him.

"Oh, now why would I get mad?" he asked, a smile still on his face, like he wanted me to give him a reason to hit me again.

"Jus' say it so I don't walk outta here with a black eye."

"Fine, I promise," he said, mocking the signal for honesty; one hand on his heart while the other one was stuck in the air to show he wasn't crossing his fingers.

"My dream... was about you okay." His smile disappeared. I braced myself for a punch of kick or something, that never came.

"And what did I do in the dream?" he asked, almost calmly.

"...You just say next to me on the couch, I think ya were drunk... and I was laying down on the other side of it," I kept my head down as I spoke, scared to look him in his mismatched eyes. "And then ya started talkin'... but the things you said confused me."

The expression on his face was unreadable, which scared me even more. "What did I say exactly?"

"This is the part where ya don't hit me... You talked about the morning ya tried to kill yourself, and how ya kept the bullets. And then ya started talking about how you couldn't even look at me... and how that was the day ya almost confessed to me... and then... ya told me..." I didn't finish my words. I couldn't.

I was too stunned at the bullet Murdoc had set on the desk in front of me. I watched as he pulled it out of his pocket and set it down right in front of me. Even after watching each movement, ever so carefully, and replaying it in my head over and over to see if it was real, I was still as shocked as ever to look down and see it right in front of me!

"That wasn't a dream Stu."

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I know it's a little shorter than usual, but... this is what you're getting.