Born Villain

And Don't Forget The Violence

Walking through I found Marilyn in my room which was originally the box room, he was stood in a white shirt with paint splatters down it open on the chest showing some scars from previous concerts where he cut himself or smashed bottles against himself. In one place there was a big plaster covering what I thought a long cut.

"Hey," He said when he saw me, he was painting the room dark purple and planned to make it look like bright pink running down it from the top. I helped him aswell. "You wouldn't spend another night with me will you? Only the paint wont be dry until tomorrow." Marilyn asked.

"Yeah." I agreed, I wish I could sleep with him every night.

"Great!" He smiled, then although I had a black tee shirt on that could stain really well, I jumped up to him pressing my body against him then kissed him lips passionately. "I love you."

"I love you too." I smiled pressing my face into the crook of his neck. He was perfect.

"Look, I kinda invited Jake over tonight to get him to know us and understand us so..." His voice trailed away when he saw my expression.

"Jake thinks that you're getting me addicted then I have to fuck you for drugs. I tell him he's wrong but he thinks Twiggy's-" I was cut off by Twiggy leant against the door frame.

"Avril, Jakes coming over so we can change his thoughts of us. We won't even take any drugs tonight. We'll be sober and clean, we can make a good impression. Why would Marilyn do that to you? We only have sex with people who are willing, even sometimes we don't fuck em anyway cos they're too young or just butt ugly. Don't worry." Twiggy assured me.

"Thanks." I smiled at him for summing up everything. I'm glad they want to make a good impression for my brother, Jake can easily... jump to conclusions.

We carried on painting while sometimes flicking paint at eachother. The apartment has quite a high ceiling which we couldn't paint. That was where I came in.

"Woahh Woahhh WOAAHHH." I squealed trying to get a balance on Marilyns shoulders. Marilyn is really bony!

"Careful!" Marilyn told me when I tried to get comfortable on his shoulders and dropped the paintbrush on the floor streaking Marilyns face on it's way. "Twiggy!" Marilyn shouted for about the fifth time in about half an hour to either pick up a paint brush, get me up on Marilyns shoulders, get me down from Marilyns shoulders or saving me from falling off his shoulders.

Once the wall was painted we thought it was more artistic to leave the rest of the walls lavender. Once we were finished we both needed showers, I ran to the bathroom but Marilyn had beaten me there and was just in his towel walking in the bathroom as I got into the room.

"Ugh fine I'll wait. Be quick or I'm coming in." I warned him then walked back out the door to my room where I got ready for my shower.

Twenty minutes went by and I was getting impatient should I get in the shower with the man I love? I thought but I stopped myself. Sure, I slept with him, kissed him and saved his life but I'd only knew him two days! I decided not to get in the shower with him but to wait for him. After about an hour Marilyn finally came out with a towel loose round his waist and still dripping wet. Ugh he's gorgeous.

"Finally." I told him while strutting past him into the bathroom but Marilyn caught my arm and pulled me back to him smiling.

"You could have joined me," He whispered while smiling with me pressed against his bare wet chest.

I smiled up at him then kissed his chest, "Maybe next time." I winked then got into the bathroom. The bathroom smelt like Marilyn, there was only one problem: There was no lock on the door. Forgetting about the lock I dropped my dressing gown to the floor then stepped into the shower letting water run down my cold body.