Long Hard Road Out Of Hell (Marilyn Manson) ON HOLD

The Dope Show

"Your place is really nice." I said as I walked in.

"Thank you, my house is my pride an joy. Apart from my pets that is." Just as she said that her cat strolled in.

"Aleister!" I screamed as I scooped up the little brown and white cat. "Hello baby, hello!" I said in a stupid voice and I stroked his head, making his ears go flat.

"I keep forgetting you're fan," she said after looking confused and slightly scared as to how I knew her cats name. "He used to be Marilyn's you know."

"Yeah, I know," I said quietly, nodding. "It must've been hard." I put Aleister down and watched him saunter into the kitchen. What is it about cats that make them look so sexy? I mean why can't I look like that walking away?

I noticed Dita hadn't said anything and was instead staring into space. "Sorry," I said, making her wake up from her daydream and look at me. "I should've known not to mention it."

"Oh no dear, don't apologise," she insisted. "It's just... Memories. You know?"

"Well I'd like to say I do but I don't. I have no idea what it's like to go through a breakup." I confessed.

"You've never been a relationship?" She asked in disbelief. I shook my head and she scoffed, a disgusted expression crossing over her face. "Boys these days. I thought they would've been running to be with you."

"Ha, that's cute," I said sarcastically. "I don't even like boys that much to be honest. I think I might be Bi. I don't know though. Maybe." I just realised I said the and could feel my cheeks going red. "Sorry." I said again, awkwardly laughing.

"It's fine love, it doesn't matter. You are what you are, even if you don't fully know what that is yet." She made me feel ten times more confident and shot her a huge smile. I yawned without meaning too and looked at the time.

"It's only eight, why am I so tired?" I asked rhetorically.

"Well you've been through a lot today. First day of school, new home. I always get tired when big changes go on in my life, but in the bright side you don't have to get up early again for the next 10 weeks!" I stopped mid yawn and looked at her.

"What do you mean?"

"It's summer break now." She said in a "didn't you know that" tone.

"What?" I shouted. "I've just gone back to school, I- I was excited to go back, that's never happened to me before, why didn't anyone tell me? Oh my god what am I gonna do for the next three months?"

"Hey, calm down," Dita said, putting her hands out.

"I have to call Jenny," I said, running upstairs without even excusing myself which I knew was incredibly rude but I was in dire need of information right now. I clicked the phone symbol next to Jenny's contact and waited for her to pick up.

"Hey!" She said after the third ring. I could hear The Dope Show being played in the background.

"Hi, this is weird but are you aware that it's summer now?" I asked her, pacing around the hallway. I couldn't find my room and I didn't want to snoop so I stayed out here.

"Uh, yeah, why wouldn't I?" She asked in a confused tone.

"Because I didn't! What am I supposed to do for the next three months?"

"Oh, we still come in." Wait, what?

"Why?" I asked, utterly lost.

"Because we all love it their and it's an open school. But when I mean we I mean my group of friends which will soon enough become your group of friends too. We hang out around the school and it's hilarious to play hide and seek in the empty class rooms. We also use it for extra practice. You should totally come too. In fact, no, you are coming and I shall pick you up because I just got my drivers license."

All that information hit me at once and I couldn't process it so all I said was,

"I live at a different address now." I told her why and the new one and she said she'd pick me up at 10am on Monday. Apparently they don't wanna get up early because it's still summer, but to me, 10am is very fucking early. Once I hung up I went back downstairs to see Dita sat on her very posh chaise lounge watching TV with Aleister on her lap.

"Hey, I'm so sorry for leaving like that, I know it was really rude and I really regre-"

"Dixie, love, it's fine. Do you have your plans sorted now?" I like Dita. I like Dita a lot.

"Yeah turns out some still go into school because they like to be in their when it's empty and to complete school work. I think it'll be cool. And I'm up just clarifying that I wasn't worried because I'd have to spend time with you, I was worried because I don't like to not know what's going on.'

"I didn't think that anyway," she said laughing. "You like old movies, right?"

"Yeah, I used to watch them at the orphanage all the time." She smiled and put a DVD into the DVD player and static black and white image of a blonde girl in a vintage cocktail dress appeared on the screen.

"Sally Rand" she informed me. "One of the most famous burlesque dancers ever and also one of my biggest inspirations. One of my most famous dances was inspired by her." I was mesmerised by the way she moved so elegantly around the stage, the way she was so captivating and beautiful.

"I would love to do that." I breathed as I leaned forward.

"Burlesque?" Dita asked. I nodded slowly.

"Or modelling lingerie or burlesque outfits. Anything to do with that lifestyle." Dita didn't reply so I looked auto her and she had a look of knowing on her face. I left it as I wanted to watch the rest of the film without being interrupted but it ended way sooner than I'd like. I yawned again and stretched.

"Hon, why don't you go to bed? I'll show you to your room." She said kindly, getting up and walking up the stairs with me following close behind after I picked up my suitcase. She opened one of the doors and I was overwhelmed. Vintage bed, baby pink and purple cushions, floral wallpaper, a chaise lounge, a rustic vanity table, a skylight and some white fairly lights to compliment it.

"Oh my god," I said, dropping my bag on the bed. "It's beautiful."

"I'm glad you like it." Dita said happily. "Tomorrow I was hoping we could go out for lunch to bet to know each other better."

"I would love that." I replied sincerely.

She flashed me a warm smile. "Goodnight love." She shut the door quietly behind her and I began to well up. Dita was the closest thing I've ever had to a mother since mine passed. Oh, how I missed her. I would give anything to have her back, I wouldn't even care that I wouldn't be standing in Dita Von Teese's house whilst my adoptive father Marilyn Manson was on tour because nothing could compare to my mother. Nothing. All my love I had ever felt for her was now being projected to Dita, I just wanted to hug her and for her to tell me it's okay, just like my mum did every time I was sad.

You may be thinking about the lack of talk about my sister, but the thing is she was my half sister, my "dad" left her with us just days before he committed suicide. He came back and for a split second I thought he had come back to stay, but my hopes were shattered when he put the 12 year old girl on our doorstep and left without a hello or goodbye. I hated her, though I knew I was only hating her because she belonged to my dad. I still don't know why he didn't want her, I never got the chance it ask, she literally came into our life 3 days before the crash. I barely knew her, which I guess helps. I've been through enough heartache, I'm allowed to be selfish.

I wiped my eyes and collapsed onto the king sized bed, feeling exhaustion wash over me before I was completely pulled under.

A/N
Yo, sorry for the short crappy chapter but I'm tired and won't be able to stay awake to write the next part so I'm going to upload that tomorrow, plus it gets to some juicy parts so I need to be awake to make sure I don't fuck any of the important things up.
Goodnight who ever's reading this, and thank you for 700 reads!
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