Chapter 6

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Murdoc roughly presses his lips into mine. It's the best damn kiss I've ever gotten. I feel like I've just been electrocuted (believe me,I know how that feels) but nothing hurts this time. He stops and looks me in the eyes as we stand breathless.
"What are we going to do when they come back?" I ask Murdoc.
"Nothing. We can be together for the time they're gone but no longer." He replies, letting go of me.
"No that's not fair! I mean,yeah you hit me with your car but you didn't mean to and I like how edgy you are and I like your bad attitude. The unexplainable just happened....You can't just take all of that away..." I finish my yelled sentences off quietly. I look away from him.
"I-I like you, Murdoc. I might even love you."
He looks so shocked.
"We have about a year to figure out what we'll do when they get back. I know you want this relationship to last but don't count on it." He says then walks away.
I'm not even bothered by how rude he was. He even said it himself, "relationship". We are in a relationship. I smile to myself then head to my room to listen to music and put this whole thing together.

I'm tired but I need to talk to Murdoc. I knock on his door.
"Murdoc? I need to talk to you."
"Eh, come in." He says. He's wearing his cheetah print underwear and nothing else. He's sitting on his bed and painting his toenails black.
"Come sit." He points to the area next to him on his bed. I take a seat.
"So...we are together?" I ask.
"We are."
"But when Noodle and Hobbs get back, we won't be?"
"Damn, you're smart."
I sigh. "But...oh whatever. I'll take what I can get."
"Hehe. Like it. Ya know, you should stay in here, tonight."
"In your room? With you? In your bed?"
"Duh." He nods.
"O-okay. Cool."
"Ya know, I didn't think you had the balls to tell me you liked me. But eh maybe I was wrong." He says.
"It was just kind of an impulse. Plus, I thought I should before I die and come back as a zombie and I won't be able to talk." I reply.
"All through the years, I've injured you, kidnapped you, insulted you and hit you quite a few times but I don't know much about you. So tell me somethin'."
"Anything about me?"
"Yeah."
"Hmm...well, I've always had a thing for men like you, Murdoc."
Murdoc grows a devilish grin and clears his throat. He sits up and pulls me back further into his bed.

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