(Prepare for a wicked angsty ride! This is meant to make some cry)
Trigger Warning: Blood/Death
Your hands indignantly gripped on the steering wheel of the car as you drove down the nearly lifeless road. Your blood was practically boiling; and you were visibly heating up with your reddened face. “I fucking hate how jealous you can get sometimes!” you barked at Murdoc as he angrily took a swig of his half drunken beer. “why did you need to break his nose!”
“Because he was getting too close to you, love!” Murdoc screamed back at you. You understood that he could be a possessive man over you as he wanted to make it clear to the public eye that you were solely his. He got angered when he saw someone trying to make a move on you and the majority of the time, it wouldn’t end too pretty. “you know that I don’t like that.”
“And you know that it shouldn’t be that big of an issue!” you huffed, gripping onto the wheel a bit tighter than before, even exhilarating on the gas more. “I’ve told you time and time again that you shouldn’t need to worry about it because I’m never going to leave you for any of them!” you made sure to tell him that he didn’t need to worry because of that. You didn’t have this plan to run away with some person that hit on you and leave him. You loved him too much to do that.
"It doesn’t matter! I still worry about it!” You understood that he hadn’t had the best past with love - it was anything but easy - so of course he’d be conscious about it. You couldn’t blame him for that part, but it didn’t mean that the annoyance would cease from coming to you. “why can’t you just see that?” As you had been fed up with the bickering between the both of you, you decided to focus on the road while you drove angrily. “don’t ignore me!”
“I’ll ignore you if I want to!” you screamed, looking over at him with fire in your eyes. You stared at him until his eyes went wide, as he stared out of the windshield of the car. A black truck came hurdling at you. Instinctively, you swerved to the right in an attempt to get out of the vehicle’s line of travel. As you had been going a rapid speed, you had no opportunity to correct your movement. In an sudden moment, your car collided with a tree on the side of the highway.
You felt the impact instantly, being flung forward with only your seat belt to prevent you from crashing right through the front of the car. You smashed against the top of the steering wheel, hitting your head with massive force. In a matter of seconds, you’d managed to lose total consciousness, quickly fading into the darkness.
It only took you a few minutes to start to come to, a ringing noise filling your ears and burning pain racing through the majority of your body. You groaned as you began to move, realization soon starting to fill your mind. Your arms were flung over the wheel, your fists nearly touching the glass of the windshield. When you tried to move, the pain would only intensify, which caused you to relax, despite your condition. Your eyes widened when the memory of the crash fully came back to the front of your mind.
You turned your head to see what Murdoc’s injuries consisted of, but your heart dropped at the sight. As if it was a living nightmare, a wound on the left side of his forehead was gushing blood. The crimson liquid dripped from his head down onto the dashboard. Worse of all; his eyes. They were staring back at you with a sudden terror in them. It didn’t take much to be able to conclude his fate.
He was dead.
"Murdoc!” you wailed, feeling the tears form into your eyes to stream down your face. You undid your restraining seat belt and crawled over to him, moving him so that you’d be able to hold him in your arms. With your hand on his cheek, you sobbed into his shirt, holding his lifeless body. You repeated his name over and over again, in disbelief of the reality of the situation. You were in denial, refusing to believe that he was truly gone.