adopted and in love with marilyn Manson

I cant take it

Riley POV: after the photo shoot instead of twiggy coming back it was marilyn walking back to me "hi" he said looking at me with an apologetic look "hi" I said with a little attitude"well I got aggravated again sorry" he stated scratching the back of his head but being the person I was I said "its fine" but to be honest I know we can work out of this stupid mess "wanna go home" he asked. I nodded and with that we walked to the parking lot slowly walking to the car why silently catching peeks at each other. But when I looked at Marilyn I saw something that I never really saw it was happiness that and his long ass hair getting stuck in his face hahaha I thought looking down. Once we got to the car he turned it on and we were off to the house this time it seems to take forever do to the tension forming. But when I looked at marilyn I also saw something els it was need and lust like the first time he kissed me but something was different I wanted to kiss him again to feel wanted and to feel loved I mean isn't that what everyone wants? But finally we got to the house. I walked out of the car to the front door why Marilyn walked beside me. When we got inside Marilyn did something I wouldn't have guessed he grabbed me and kissed me making me jump like before but as soon as he did the same feeling I was wanting happened I felt a spark. He gently moved my hair out of my face alloying him to deepen the kiss. He then locked my bottom lip asking for entrance witch I let him but this time instead of are lips battling I could feel his tung slither down my throat making me push his head down farther to deepen it more. But then he stopped again so we could catch are breath. "Wanna watch a movie?" I suggested so we could pass the time and ignore the awkward tension "sure" he replied making me smile. Brian put in a movie and sat on the couch why I sat next to him leaning on his shoulder. An hour into the movie I had fallen asleep in Marilyns arms comforting me like a blanket that I never wanted to leave.

*time laps*
When I woke up I was in my room. How did I get here? I wandered until it came to me, Marilyn carried me up here. But before I came to conclusions I got up and opened the door walking into the hallway to find singing coming from what looked like Marilyn's room. "There's not much left to love too tired to hate" were the lyrics I heard coming out of the room they were beautiful and I would give anything to here his song that is if he wanted. I walked over and lightly knocked on the door "come in" he said sounding stressed and tired. So I walked in slowly avoiding the papers and lyrics on the ground"hey" I said waving with a half smile "hi. So what brings you here" he said plopping on his bed before propping himself up "your song sounded beautiful" I answered looking down "were you ease dropping on me" he said raising his eyebrows why smiling "No" I said my face getting red "oh really" he said getting up and crossing his arms "well its not my folt I could here it from my room" I said in a matter of fact way with a smile "well sorry you can tell me after all I'm sorta what you would call a "loner"." He stated using quotations I laughed and nodded "wanna walk" I asked "sure its better than sulking in my room" he said before walking towards me so I opened the door and walked out. Once we were out of the door and walking down the block I noticed something I hadn't seen before Marilyn was acting shy I know that he hasn't gotten that close to me but still seeing him shy made blush even worse and it didn't help when he looked over and chuckled "so tell me about your self like past" Marilyn said looking at me.I was hesitant because my past was not good in fact terrible but he can know he has the right "well my hole life was sorta not so lucky my father was rarely there and my mother was abusive it also didn't help she was Christian so that ment you would get beat if you didn't follow her rules. So most of my child hood was being called names or maybe that I was nothing. That is until she gave up and gave me up for adoption but I know that it doesn't matter cause if she didn't I wouldn't have met you" I ended almost crying. But with out a word Marilyn hugged me not letting me go as he lightly squeezed me petting my hair and in that very moment I cried tears of happiness to feel something that I've never had. But we walked back to the house without a word and a couple peaks at each other. Once we got back marilyn practically fell on the couch before propping himself up. "Want the guys to come over?" He asked "sure" I answered sitting next to him why he called them. This is going to be interesting.