Twiggy's POV:
"Oh my Jeordie! My twiggyness!!" Manson whistled.
I shook and shivered in a dark corner of the tour bus. Marilyn was drunk and at this time, I am vulnerable.
"Twiggy!!" He cooed once again. I could hear him speak but I couldn't hear him walking. That scared me even more.
I squeezed my eyes shut and held my breath tightly and silently
"TWIGGY WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!?!"
I winced at his booming voice. I could finally hear his feet, thumping across the bus and nearer to where I was hiding.
"Manson!" I could hear someone yell. I heard the sound of not so much of a deep voice, it was Ginger. Our drummer.
"Manson, you're drunk, leave Jeordie alone" I could hear Manson snort to Ginger's remark. "Fuck up Kenneth, I do what I want"
I shuffled in tighter to the dark corner under John's bunk and stayed as quiet as I could. Manson chuckled.
"Fuck you Jeordie, I know where you are!"
Manson stumbled towards me and soon enough I could see his boots in front of me. I squeezed my body together tightly to keep me from making any noise.
"GOTCHA!" I heard straight before my leg was grabbed by rough hands.
I screamed and I wailed but nothing would make him let me go. Absolutely nothing.
"STOP! P-PLEASE!!" I screamed louder as Marilyn began to push me onto his bunk.
He just laughed in response. "Not ever Jeordie. You're mine once again"
He ripped off his shirt aggressively and began to climb over me.
I shrieked at his warm breath upon my neck and I tried to shuffle away from him.
He pressed his lips angrily to mine. Once upon a time I would've been brave and bit his tongue. But I've learnt my lesson. And I don't want that violent rape scene back in my head.
"Mmm, Jeordie, you taste good when you're scared"
I took my chance and ripped my lips away from his. "Manson, stop y-your drunk-k" I mumbled. He took no interest.
"Brian, please" I instantly regretted saying his real name as soon as his knuckles collided with my jaw. And with that. I was out cold.
A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the short chapter but the next one will be longer! I promise. Love you guys! Xxxx
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Speed and Whiskey (Marilyn Manson Fanfiction)
FanfictionA short story about an abused member Twiggy. After weeks of abuse from Marilyn, Tim Skold began to fool Jeordie and others into thinking that he felt sorry for the poor bassist, in reality, revenge was the only thing in his sadistic, Swedish, head...
