Sweet Dreams (Marilyn Manson Love Fanfic)

Chapter 15

Marilyn's POV

I sing the final words of Cyclops and throw the mic at the crowd. I storm off stage.

"Fuck yeah, another down!" I yell.

"Fuck yeah!" The rest of the guys yell as they follow me back to the dressing room. I open the door and see Raven sleeping on the couch. She is wearing one of my shirts that is even oversize for me. She is wearing it like a dress. I smile at her and kneel down to her.

"Babe?" I whisper. She shifts and rubs her face.

"What?" She mumbles.

"The show is done. " she quickly shoots up. "What's wrong?"

"Frank is suppose to be coming in a minute. " she says and glances down at her phone. She jogs out in the hall. "I guess he'll be here in a little. " she comes and sits by me. I put my arm around her and kiss her cheek. She smiles at me and giggles. She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses my lips.

"Cutie. " I say and kiss her once more. I can't ever get tired of kissing her to be honest. I've had girlfriends and a boyfriend in the past but none are like her. She is caring and supportive. Something my exes lacked. Twiggy was a nice boyfriend but it was just puppy love. Raven is a girl I would actually like to settle down with. My past girlfriends were more like friends with benefits. Nothing serious. I've changed though, I don't want to have 'sex' with Raven, I want to make love. I treated sex like a fucking dog in the past. I hate that. I wish I could erase that from my past, it makes me feel dirty. I need to tell Raven about that, everything about my past. I feel it's important for her know. I don't want to hide anything. I hope she can understand that I've changed.

"Frank!" She squeals. She hugs him tightly and Frank hugs her around the waist,and may I say a little towards her ass. I scrunch my nose and analyze the boy. He's man a few inches shorter, looks like a punk. Not the genre but that I can beat up the fucking boy. More like a poser. God, not another one.

"Hi Brian," he says to me and shakes my hand. Brian? Who the hell does he think he is just calling me like one of his pals. I just want to light his face on fire. He takes Raven's hand and squeezes it. She giggles and lets go.

"I missed you, Frank. " she says and smiles at him.

"Well, would like to go out for dinner tonight?" No, no I don't want you to take my girlfriend out on a date, thanks.

"Sure, Marilyn, do you want to come?" I smile.

"Sure, babe. " she smiles and hugs me.

"Uh,okay. " Frank says and rubs his neck. That's right, you bitch, I'll be there. We all walk back to the bus. Frank sits outside of the bus as we get ready.

"Why didnt you let him wait inside." Twiggy asks as I slip on some fresh clothes.

"Don't want him in here. " I simply say.

"Jealous?" Twiggy says and smirks. I pick up my knee high boot and throw it at him.

"Fuck you. " I yell. He giggles.

"Ow, that's gonna leaves bruise. If you're gonna throw something at me can it not be your heavy knee high boots. " he says and walks away.

"What did you do to Twiggy?" Raven asks and kisses me.

"What?"

"I saw him limping and rubbing his leg. "

"Oh, I threw my boot at him. " she laughs.

"That's very nice of you. " I smirk.

"Yeah, I know. "

"Ready?" I shrug. She holds my hand as we walk out. "Where's Frank?"

"Outside. " she rolls her eyes and we go outside.

"Hey, Frank. " he waves at her. He hugs her too.

"Hello, Raven. " he says in a sincere voice. "Hi, Brian. " Brian. There he goes again. 'Brian'. It's so casual as if he knows me, or have known me for years. The only people that I let them call me Brian are Raven, and the rest of the band (sometimes). "Shall we head on over. There's this awesome looking pizzeria down the street.

"Yeah!" Raven says. They both link arms and I drag my feet behind them. This is so fucking retarded. I feel like the odd one when he should feel that way. I'm like the red head child. God, I feel like an idiot. I'm being so overprotective, aren't I? They're just friends, nothing more. I need to be open minded.

After I motivate myself to be 'open minded' I try to engage in the conversation we're having. They joke about their past and I try to pay attention.

"Isn't that weird, Marilyn?" I snap out of it and look up at Raven.

"Uh, yeah. " I agree to nothing. It's worth a shot. She buys it and they continue to talk. I play with my salad and gaze out the window. I feel a hand over mine. "Babe? You alright?" I look and see Raven wearing a concerned look.

"Where did Frank go?"

"He went to the restroom, what's wrong. "

"Nothing. " I say and shrug. She leans across the table and kisses my nose. She giggles and I smile.

"It's not 'nothing' it surely is something, you look pissed. "

"I'm sorry, I just- I don't really feel talkative right now. " She frowns and sees that Frank is back.

"So, like I was saying. " He continues to whatever they left off on the conversation. I sigh and continue picking at my salad.

-back at the bus-

We finally use the master bedroom in use. We decided that we should stay together and share the room.

I remove my shirt and pants, leaving me in my boxers. She puts on my black cotton shirt like a dress.

We climb in bed. She places her hand on my chest.

"I'm sorry it wasn't fun for you." She apologizes once more.

"Don't apologize, don't feel bad either. You just wanted to hang out with your friend and that's fine. "

"Okay. " She whispers. "You looked pissed, are you ever going to tell me why. " I hesitate to answer

"It's just the way he looked at you, it bothered me. He looked at you like he wanted to be with you. "

"We used to date. It was dumb, also childish. He wanted to do things but how can you blame him, he was a hormonal teenage boy. " I think back of what I wanted to tell her. Was this a good time? I quickly decide and clear my throat.

"Babe?"

"Yeah, Brian. "

"Never mind, just, goodnight. " My gut tells me that right now isn't the time. I suppose I should save it. I sigh and close my eyes.

Oops short chapter... I might start a maniggy story but I'm not sure. I want to finish this one so I won't have to worry about both. Thanks again

-Twiggy Way