Sweet Dreams (Marilyn Manson Love Fanfic)

Chapter 31

Raven's POV

I tie my hair up in a tight bun. I walk over to the patio outside. I feel the cold rocks under my feet as I take the first step outside. I sit down and watch the trees sway. I light a cigarette. The smoke rises and the ashes fall. I close my eyes and think how good life is. The guys left today to the recording studio. Zim didn't go because of his baby. I lay on the bumpy rocks. This is relaxing, and peaceful. The peace gets interrupted by my phone ringing. I reach into my pocket and answer it.

"Hello?"

"Raven pie!"

"Dad?! How are you?" I sit up and hug my knees, god, I haven't heard from him in a while.

"I'm doing well, honey. What about you?"

"Excellent."

"Good, where do you live now?"

"Florida." I say.

"Why is that missy?"

"Well, I live here with my friends and boyfriend."

"Good, well, at least you're happy."

"I miss you, dad."

"Come visit me, Raven Pie." He says in his usual sweet voice.

"I don't even know where you live!"

"New York, I came over here hoping you still live here. Now, come on, visit your old man."

"I would have to speak with the others. I'll ask."

"You and your boyfriend, I want to meet this guy." I chuckle.

"Alright, pops. Call you back later. Can we come maybe this weekend, or is that too soon?"

"Sounds perfect."

"Alright, bye."

"Bye." I hang up and place my phone back in my pocket. I put the cigarette up to my lips. Before I inhale I hear the front door open. I look behind me into sliding glass door and see the guys come in. I smile and walk inside.

"Hey, guys. How did recording go?" I ask and kiss Marilyn's cheek.

"We didnt-" Twiggy begins.

"It went well." Marilyn jumps in.

"Okay," I say suspiciously. "Brian, may I talk to you over here." He follows me upstairs to our room.

"What's wrong, babe?"

"My dad just called me, he wants me and you to go up to New York to visit him this weekend." He sits on the bed and looks up at me.

"I can probably get a ticket up there, I know a guy."

"So, we can go?"

"Of coarse." I jump into his lap and hug him tightly. "I'm so excited to see him, I haven't seen him in a while!"

-At the airport a few days later-

I drag my suitcase down to the waiting area. Marilyn and I sit together there. Once I get comfy they call for our plane. We rush to the plane after we hand in our ticket. Marilyn puts in our luggage on the top and sits next to me. We are lucky we found seats next to each other. The plane takes off and we get there about three hours later. We take out our luggage and get a cab. In the cab I start to get nervous.

"Why are you shaking?" Marilyn asks and squeezes my hands.

"Just nervous, I haven't seen him in a while. Also, what if he doesn't approve of you," I say and look down at the floor in the cab.