That night was the worst and best night of my life. I unfortunately got extremely drunk, I hate the fact Marilyn had to see me in such a state as that. He wad able to knock some sense into me, literally, and I got knocked out cold. I get extremely violent when I'm drunk...
Flashback Marilyn POV
After Belle ran out the door with that bottle I sighed, what is this women thinking. I followed her and she screamed at me, about how she's can't take the fact that she's a completely disaster and shit like that, and then she got drunk, like bad. She threw the empty bottles at me and misses every time. She threw punches and kicks and I threw her back to a wall, where she hit her head enough to get knocked out.I sighed and picked up her limp body taking her to the bus and setting her on the small bunk bed.
"What the fuck happened?" Twiggy asked in his boxers,
"Belle is drunk" I shrugged looking down at her small form, she looked extremely pale and I kinda regret knocking her out. But she's so cute when she's asleep.
"Twiggy!" Carrie called from the other room with the other two bunks
"Almost done!" He called back.I raised an eyebrow and looked at his boxers
"You two busy?" I snorted
"Yeah so I'm gonna go now" he said and walked back down the hallway to the other room.I sighed and laid down next to Belle, coverings myself up in the blanket I held her close falling asleep.
Belle POV
I wake up with a pounding headache, the bus stopped, I guess we're at the concert place. I slowly recall last night, and see Marilyn next to me. He held me close and snored with his face in the crook of my neck. I slowly pushed him away and got out of the bunk, my eyes were barely open as I turned on the television, South Park was on and I yawned taking 3 ibuprofen. Usually doesn't help with a hangover but whatever.
I heard footsteps and looked behind me, Marilyn stood there, he wasn't wearing a shirt and I blushed
"do you need something?" I asked him trying to avoid I contact
"no... I'm sorry about last night" he said and stood closer to me,
"it was my fault..." I sighed and he put a hand on my cheek, I blushed and looked down until he lifted my chin up with his slim fingers.His lips touched mine and I kissed him back, the kiss was perfect. Slow at first and then got more intense. He slowly started to push me back on the wall, his hands on my waist. I pulled at his long Raven black hair. He squeezed my sides and pulled away
"Your a little tease" he growled seductively
"oh I'm the tease" I laughed softly.He pulled away and looked at me, his brown eyes staring right at me
"this is gonna sound really Fucking cheesy, but Belle, I know I've only known for about a day but, I feel mildly attached to you. Will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?" he asked
My heart seemed to stop, this must be a dream. My idol just asked me to go out with him
"Y-yes!" I stuttered as I looked at him
And the fun begins, Marilyn and I acted like two complete stoners, I was getting dressed and he walked in when I had a t shirt of his on and just undies. He smirked and picked me up
"Belle! I have a question " he giggled
"Another one?" I joked with him
"Would you like to express that beautiful voice of yours up on the stage tonight?" he asked me with A hopeful lookIt's hard to say no to the cutest guy you've ever met but, ugh, I honestly want to become a singer, I'm perfect with metal and shock rock. And I guess you could say my voice was almost perfect for a female metal singer. So...
"Ugh Marilyn, I don't know." I sighed
He gave me a cute look with huge puppy eyes and I bit his shoulder
"I hate when you do that" I said
"and my answer is yes!" I say and kiss him softlySo I guess I have some damn planning, rehearsing and so on
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You're So Vain (Marilyn Manson Fanfic(
Fanfictionmy name is Isabelle, I've always been bullied in school for my sense of style, and my attitude so many other things. the only thing that has gotten me through these years was music, rock music mainly and one artist in particular Marilyn Manson