Stuck In A Mad Man [[2doc]]

Part 4

2D was crying and struggling to breathe.
"STUART STOP! STOP IT !" Murdoc called out.
Stuart. Murdoc never called him Stuart.
2D stopped in his tracks.

"Loo' I dunno what the BLOODY 'ELL is wrong wit you, but STOP I'. Come with me we're gettin u out o' da house."
2D silently followed Murdoc out the front door.
They walked in silence for a while.
"I'm sorry."
"Wha'?"
"I AM SORRY! I DON' DESERVE THIS I DON' WANNA THINK LIKE THIS! ITS LIKE - LIKE IM STUCK. STUCK IN THE MAN I FEAR. "
"Don' apologise d, it's not your fault. I've been there. I AM there. Do you think I want ta abuse you? Do you think I want to drink? No, but it's an addiction and if I wen' to rehab I could stop. Bu' I don't want to. You on the other 'and, can't just show up a' rehab and stop. That's why I understan'. Don' think I 'ate you. Im just controlled by a substance that drags me away from reali'y. Tha's why I drink, i' cures my depression. Yet it doesn' really cure i', i' passes it down to the people I care abou'. Like you."
"Y-you care about me?"
Murdoc nodded sadly.
" I need to show you somefin."
"No sex remember."
"I'm not tha' bad."
"Ok."