Marilyn's POV
I start to wake up, I toss and turn until I feel my eyes open. I sit up slowly, and tiredly. I rub my eyes probably smearing my eyeliner. Fuck, I'm tired. I look to see Twiggy sleeping next to me. I smile at the small, fragile boy. A thought sparks in my mind, pushing me, reminding me that I'm suppose to be in a rush for something. I shrug and look at the clock, it's ten in the morning. I then snap out of my tired state from remembering about the wedding. The fucking wedding.
"Fuck, everyone get up!" I scream. I get out of my dark room and run up and down the halls. "Everyone up! We were suppose to get ready a long time ago, wake up!" I yell at the top of my lungs. Good thing I'm a professional at yelling. Everyone slowly comes out of their room like slugs. "The wedding, everyone do what you have to do!" I clap my hands and run to the shower. "Figure out who's going to shower after me! Lets get moving!"
"Calm down, son." My dad says. I look at him in confusion. Does he not understand that we're running late? He pats my back to try to calm me.
"Alright, I need to go!" I say and slip into the restroom. My dad's patting won't help today. I need to get ready!
God, I'm a fucking idiot. I was suppose to get ready a long time ago. I have to get to the hall first thing, hours before Raven goes, to make sure everything is running smoothly. I get out and dry my hair. I slow down my rushing self to do my hair properly. I flat iron my long black hair. It becomes stick straight, satisfying me. I get out and someone jumps into the shower after I get out.
I go my room and find the tux I'm suppose to wear next to Twiggy's in it's plastic case hanging in the closet. I pull on the zipper of the case carefully. I put on my tux, without wrinkling it and such. I go in front of the full length mirror so I can analyze that my tux is in order. I straiten my tie and smooth out my white button up dress shirt. I look over at the corner of the mirror. I take down a picture of Raven and I. She has her arms wrapped around my waist and I'm kissing the top of her head. I'm a lucky man, I'm marrying her. The only woman I love. I snap out of my trance and put the picture back up in the corner of the mirror. I take out some black dress socks and slip them on. I put on a pair of new black dress shoes. I take a big step then remembering that these aren't platform boots. I chuckle at my own mistake. Twiggy comes in in just a towel and gets dressed.
"Don't stress out, man. Everyone is getting ready. Why don't you go to the hall while we're all getting ready." Twiggy says calmly. I nod.
"Come on, Twiggs. You wanna come with me?" Twiggy calms me usually. Plus, I don't want the others see me throw a fit like a child if something isn't going right at the hall. He nods and finishes up getting ready.
"My dreads still look gross." He giggles and pushes his dreads back. I smile at him. I go to the other room where Madonna, Ginger, Alexander (he begged the guys to stay in that room), and Zim are.
"Guys, Twiggy and I are heading to the hall." They stop midway from getting dressed and nod. "Let's go, Twiggs. Do you have the ring and the license?" He looks at me. "C'mon on, you're my best man!"
"Oh," he digs in his pockets. "Yeah, yeah, don't worry. I have it!"
He follows me to the car. I roll out of the driveway and slip into the traffic. I start to get irritated by bad drivers jumping in front of me and the people who are on my ass. "What the fuck, c'mon!" I yell out. Twiggy lets out a quick laugh. I turn to him and he's sitting there with a smirk. He takes out his lunchbox. "You brought it?" I shake my head, that's my Twiggy. I turn back to the road. I feel a nudge and I turn and see that Twiggy is giving me a protein bar. "Thanks," I say and smile at him. He shrugs.
"I know ya didnt eat breakfast." I rip off the package and stuff it in my face. "Stop being so annoyed from the traffic." He mumbles.
"Sorry," I apologize to him. It's not really the driving, I usually don't mind it, but it's the stress. It's the wedding day for god's sake!
"Let loose, you're marrying Raven soon, isn't that exciting?" I smile from him saying her name. Raven, my soon to be wife.
"That's what stressing me, everything needs to be in order so she'll be happy." I explain.
"You're a good guy, Marilyn." I pull into the hall and walk out. Twiggy follows me in. I go in and see people rushing around placing tablecloths, glasses, and chairs. Everything seems in order. Our wedding planner, Henry, comes to me.
"Nothing to worry about Mr. Warner, everything is in order. The wine bottles will be arriving soon. The florist just finished putting up the flowers." I thank him and walk around to see for myself.
"Hi," a lady says passing me with a large vase in her hands.
"Hi," I mumble to her.
"So, this is your wedding?" She asks in a flirtatious voice. She attempts to flip her hair but it just gets in her face more.
"Yes," I smile from the thought of Raven, once again. She frowns.
"Oh, well, she's one lucky woman." I nod. She starts to walk away but the vase slips from her grasp. "Fuck!" She yells out. It shatters on the wooden floor. She looks up at me in guilt. I ball up my hands into a fist. Let it go?!!!!!!!!! Henry comes to her. "I'm so sorry, please, it was an accident!" She pleads.
"That's coming out of your check." He tells her, he walks away going about his business. She looks at me with her eyes begging to do something about.
"Sorry about that." I simply say. Twiggy comes up behind me.
"Try the cake!" Twiggy exclaims. He hands me a piece, I smile at him. I eat the rich tasting chocolate. Damn, this is delicious.
"Thanks," I say. I swallow it and Twiggy smiles. He opens his lunchbox to reveal a couple of more samples of it.
"I wanted more." He tells me. I roll my eyes, that's Twiggy for you. "Well, do we wait here or-?"
"Well, we do wait for the others to arrive. But, we have to stay incase of accidents and such," he nods. "Come on, lets wait in my dressing room." He follows me over there. We wait until others start to arrive.
Great news! I've been going through different ideas for a sequel, and I've finally come to a good plot/story line, so expect a sequel after this one is over! -Twiggy Way
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Sweet Dreams (Marilyn Manson Love Fanfic)
Fanfiction*CURRENTLY EDITING* *AUTHORS NOTE: I have and will be making major changes to the story but it will keep the same storyline and characters.* Raven is a poor, college student, makeup junkie. All she wants to do is her job, not fall in love.
