Okay, peoples. Here's another. Hope ya like these. But I don't cuss er anything in my stories, K? And Courtney is just the name I use-----doesn't mean it's my name, K? ENJOY!!

 

PROVE IT

 

  I awoke to yelling. Murdoc yelling. Oh, it was only 5:30 in the morning! I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I got up and walked out of the room in a big robe. I looked into the living room. MTV-X was on the screen, Marilyn Manson singing some stupid Satanic crap. Oh, how I hated Murdoc's stupid music. I walked further into the room, where Murdoc was sitting in a chair, clenching the sides and looking angry. "What's your problem?" I asked angrily, blaming him for depriving me of my sleep. He glared at me. "Just shut up, you stupid little girl," he commanded through clenched teeth. My eyes widened Why was I the only one who ever stood up to this guy? "You shut up, you Satanic dullard! Why must you snap at me, when I didn't even cause your stupid anger problem? Now what are you yelling for? I was tryin' to sleep, ya know!" I stormed. He stared at the TV screen. "I'm just... mad," he said, as calmly as he could. I sat down, sighing. "Really, really, REALLY mad!" he said a bit louder. "What is the problem, though?" I asked. He stared at me, long and hard. "2 Dents. That's my problem. 2 Dents..." he said. "I'm gonna kill that little pretty-boy! That stupid little..." he started "Calm down! What'd... um... what did 2D do?" I asked. He shook his head.

  "You wouldn't kill 2D.  You like him deep-down, you know it," I said, smiling evilly. He glared at me, his eyes wild with anger. "Don't EVER say that to me again!" he said. "What are you going to do about it? You like 2D! You like him, and you know it just as well as I do!" I snapped. I wasn't about to be compassionate to Murdoc. He was never nice to me. He jumped up and went over to me, covering my mouth with his hand, and threatening to choke me with the other. "If you EVER say I like him again, you won't be seeing daylight ever again! Do you want to say it again? Go ahead, I dare you!" he said, his voice shaking with uncontrollable anger. I knew he wouldn't hurt me! I grabbed his hand away from my mouth. "Prove it! Prove that you would choke me to death! I'd like to see that! You like..." I satrted. He clenched his green teeth harder, warning me not to finish my sentence. I loved it. I was going to say it, no matter what this guy said. "You like Stu-Pot!" I said, loud enough so that anyone who happened to be awake could hear. Fire danced in Murdoc's eyes. "You just madde a big mistake, girl," he said in a low voice before he sqeuuzed my neck. I grabbed at Murdoc's hands. "Doc! Mur...Dooc!" I managed to get out. I was running out of air. Out...out. Black, black, everything turning black! "Mur...doc..." i whispered... well, I think I whispered.

  I awoke from a deep sleep. I opened my eyes slowly. 2D was above my head, staring down at me. He smiled with relief. Why? "You're okay! Thank goodness," he said. I sat up too fast, and the room spun. "Whoa!" I exclaimed. I rose slowly and saw everyone there; 2D, Noodle, Russel... and Murdoc. Murdoc! I remembered now. Murdoc choked me! Almost... killed me! 2D looked at me funny, then glanced at Murdoc. "Uh, Court? Court! Are you okay...?" he asked. I glared at Murdoc. "No, everything's not okay. Do you know what Murdoc... what happened to me?" I asked. "You passed out somehow. I found you at around eight o' clock, lying limp in the chair. Murdoc said he didn't know what happened to ya, he was out buying cigarettes..." 2D said. I tuned out 2D's voice, glaring at Murdoc. I stood, and walked over to him. "Noodle, 2D, Russel, leave now," I commanded. "Wha...?" 2D said, confused. "NOW!" I repeated. They left, and I faced him. Murdoc had avoided eye contact. I grabbed his face and forced him to stare at me. "You almost killed me, Murdoc," I said quietly. "You...almost...killed...me. Do you realize that? Do you? I can't believe you!" I said. No one has ever dared to hit or kick Murdoc, because he was stronger than the majority of us. I backed away a bit, and slapped him hard across the face. It felt wonderful. He looked shocked. I slapped him over and over, until his cheeks were bright red. Then I punched his already disfigured nose. Hard. So hard, he fell over backwards, and cried out as he hit the floor. "How does it feel, Murdoc? How?" I yelled. 2D ran in. "What?" he asked. I pointed at Murdoc's pitiful face, still frozen in a shocked expression. 2D took one look and stared at me. "I guess you did prove you could try and kill me. But guess what I proved, Murdoc. Guess. I proved that anyone can stand up to your pitiful self." I said. I walked away.