Sweet Dreams (Marilyn Manson Love Fanfic)

Chapter 32

Raven's POV

I get dressed, in a nice dress. The dress goes above my knees, it's black laced with a white Peter Pan collar and three white pearl buttons down the front. I comb my hair, leaving it wavy, and put my makeup on. I walk downstairs to see my dad watching tv.

"Hi, dad. " I say as I come into the living room.

"Hi, honey. Where's Brian?" I sit on the couch next to him.

"He's still asleep." I say and lean back.

"Why are dressed so nicely?" He looks at my dress and smiles in appreciation.

"For some reason this was the only thing left in my suitcase that's clean." I smooth out my dress and smile at my dad.

"You're hungry?" My dad pats my knee.

"No, not yet." He nods and turns his attention back to the tv. I hear footsteps and I turn to see Marilyn. I smile and wave. He waves back with his phone in his hand.

"Raven, I just got a call from my manager."

"Yeah?" I get up and stand next to him.

"I need to go over to the recording studio and take care of some business. He says it's really important."

"Oh, so, you'll be gone the entire day?" I say in disappointment. He shrugs.

"Go with him, Raven pie." My dad suggests.

"Dad, the reason we came here was to visit you." I say. My dad turns to me and gives me a warm smile. He gestures me to go with him. "Fine, bye, dad." Marilyn grabs a messenger bag and we walk out of the house. He calls up a taxi, we climb into the yellow car and head to the recording studio. I watch as the cars pass us by. I look up at the blue sky with some white clouds scattered here and there. Marilyn softly places his hand on my knee. I turn and face him.

"Sorry about this." Marilyn says.

"Don't be." I smile at him and kiss his cheek. The cab shakes as we turn down a bumpy street. Finally the cab stops. We get there and we jog to the studio. Marilyn takes my hand, guiding me down the hall. The hall is a warm green color. Big vinyl records cover the walls. I recognize some of the bands who are printed on the bottom of each record.

I turn my attention back to Marilyn. He opens the door to a waiting room. I smile, this is the same room I waited to meet the band when I first got my job. The first time I officially met Marilyn. I inhale the scent of paint that the room is covered in.

"Wait here, babe." He says. I look at the walls and they're covered with plastic as if they are painting it or it's under construction.

"It looks as if it's under construction though." I say and point to the walls.

"It'll be fine." He kisses my lips and jogs away. I close the door and sit on a plastic chair off to the side. I pick off the nail polish off of my nails. I wonder what Marilyn has to do. Well, they are recording the new album. Maybe there's a problem. Whatever, he needs to take care of his business. The thought of my dad passes my mind.

I still feel bad that I'm leaving my dad. I wanted to spend time with him. I guess we can spend some father and daughter time when we get back. I sigh and look up at the ceiling. Just a plain white ceiling. I hear the door open and I turn to see a couple of workers come in.

"Do you want me to move?" I ask getting up from my chair.

"You're fine, ma'am." One of the workers says. I nod and sit back down. They remove the plastic, one wall at a time. I start to see something as they peel the plastic off, something colorful.

I gasp at what is taped onto the wall. Pictures of the band and I are scattered, along with art. Drawings of Marilyn and I. It's fanart! They leave casually and I run up to the walls. I examine each drawing. I look and see letters too. I read some. They are from fans of Marilyn and how they think how well Marilyn and I go together. How they want Marilyn to say hi to me for them. I feel my eyes start to prickle from tears. I smile at their appreciation. This is so sweet! I push up the corner of a picture that is hanging off. I remove my hand and it falls back down.

I hear the door open and I turn to see Marilyn. He's in a black tux.

"B-Brian?" I go up to him and kiss his lips. "Look at all of the art, letters, and photos." I take his hand and show him the walls. He chuckles nervously. I take a step back from him and cock my head. "What's all of this for?" He rubs his neck and takes a deep breath. His breathing becomes shaky. "Brian?" He reaches into his pocket, carefully takes out a black velvet box. He slowly gets on one knee. I cover my mouth before I could squeal. He looks up at me and smiles showing his teeth. I have always loved his sweet smile.

"Will you," my heart begins to race. I feel my body shaking. "Raven Michelle Wornshop," I start to cry out a little more. Marilyn pops open the box revealing a beautiful ring. "Marry me?" I jump up and down. I nod like a maniac.

"Yes, yes, I will marry you!" I squeal. He stands up and slips the single diamond ring on my finger. The coldness of the silver makes me shiver. Tears pour down. I wrap my arms tightly around Marilyn's neck. I kiss all over his cheeks to his neck. He puts his arms around my waist. We hold each other. I keep crying from joy. "Brian, I love you so much." I say between my cries. Nothing can describe how much I love Marilyn. How much I love the little things he does. The way he holds my hand gently. The way he squeezes my hands and kisses them to assure me everything is going to be okay. The way he looks at me as if I'm the only person he loves. The way he kisses me lightly. His scent of cinnamon and cigarettes. The way he talks to me softly. When our eye contact locks. Everything what makes up him, I love.

"I love you too, Raven." He whispers to me. "I love you so, so, much." I stop crying and let go. I kiss him deeply. We pull apart and I lace my fingers into his. With both of our hands. I rest my head on his shoulder. We sway side to side. "I love you." He mumbles.

Deciding whether or not I should put an extra chapter of Raven picking out the details of the wedding and the bachelorette party. I was originally going to do two more chapters of this story along with an epilogue. But putting the details of the wedding will be adding two more chapters. Let me know what you think! -Twiggy Way