"Who's that?" Tiffany demanded.
"A friend... " Marilyn said
"A friend huh? Why haven't you called me! Just gonna give up on your girlfriend!"I kept my mouth shot and it feels like I've just been shot in the heart. I open the passenger door and get out. I walk to the other side.
"He's my boyfriend so if you have a problem you fish! Tell me!" I demand
"Bitch, he's my boyfriend!" her ugly, spray tanned face turned into disgust
"I broke up with you last year Dumbass!" Marilyn yelled
"Can we just get our god damn food" I roll my eyes.
"what's going on here" a fat man says behind Tiffany
"she won't give us our god damn food" I say and she gave me a death glare.
"Tiffany, give them there food and let them be" he said and she rolled her eyes practically throwing the food at us, I hopped back into the car still fuming.
"sorry about her... She's a bit crazy" Marilyn said
"a little!?" I say loudly raising an eyebrow at him.
"Calm down Boo" he said and put his hand on my inner thigh.I continued to mutter to myself, Marilyn noticed but does his best to ignore it.
"I need pepper spray for all these girls" I say.
"Hey, mind calling me by my real name"
"Brian Hugh Warner don't tell me what to do!" I yelled and laughed when he jumped slightly.
"Jesus woman" he laughed.The car ride continued and I felt my eyes get heavier. Slowly I fell asleep.
In dream
6 year old Isabelle played in her room with her new dolls. Her parents yelling over rode her quiet sobs. Her mom ran into her room and picked her up.
"Momma what's happening!" she cried as her father rushed in with a knife.
His rough hands threw her against the wall and blood splattered across the carpet as her mother's screams became barely audible.
End of dream
I screamed and sat up quickly, crying out as those terrible memories flooded my head. I felt Brian's lean arms around me and I instantly felt calmed. I turned and cried into his shoulder, small screams of terror came from me as I remember that terrible day.
"Baby what's going on?" he asked me.
"Momma is gone" I sobbed "why did he do that, why did he kill her" I feel so small and worthless crying in front of my idol.I think he got the gist of what happened and laid me down on his chest, petting my hair softly, soothing me with his deep scratchy and uneven voice. I took deep breaths holding him tightly.
"Do you wanna go to the zoo tomorrow?" he asked, "I know how much you love animals" he smiled softly.
I sniffed again and nodded taking in his scent. He held me close, kissed my head and I passed out after that.
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"Wakey wakey" Brian cooed, poking my nose. I opened up my eyes seeing him grinning like a kid in a toy store. I yawned and rolled over, grabbing a pillow and stuffing my face into the soft fabric.
"Ready to go to the zoo?" he asked and picked me up spinning me around.
"Let me wake up for Fuck sake!" I said in complete aggravation.Sorry but I hate to be woken up. He backed off getting the gist that I was Fucking tired.
"I'm already ready to go sleepy head so take your time" he said and laid down putting his hands behind his head.
I groaned and got up, going to my suitcase I looked through it and picked out fishnet stockings, a black skirt, a shirt that said Psycho. I did my makeup and came back out, Brian was sitting there, smoking a blunt. I sighed.
"Babe, I can't be around drugs... " I say trying to remind him
"Who said you had to be around me" he smirked putting it out. He stood up and walked over as I pulled my 5 inch platforms on. He put on the red 8 inches."You sure you can walk around in those all day?" I asked him
"Yeah, might need a foot massage though" he smirked again and I rolled my eyes
"Not happening" I say and he leans down kissing my forehead.
"How about we get some breakfast and go" he said
"Denny's?" I asked with a hopeful look
"You read my mind" he smiled.(This was kinda just a fill-in chapter, sorry I haven't been updating, been really busy
Hope ya liek it!
XxChrisxX💀👻)
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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