Marilyn

Chapter 4

Dedicated to RainbowSatan666! My Kermit ;) She's crazy, but amazing! We're total opposites, yet great friends. So, Kermit read my wonderfully, awful story! ;D ^-^

Pamela's POV: I was at Roxy's home now. Roxy was preparing a "Congratulations!" party. Patricia was excited for the party so I decided to go along with it. I tried to help out, but Roxy didn't allow me to. She said I still needed my rest. I couldn't help but smile. I felt like I had a new family.

Brent's POV: It had been too long - atleast too long for me - since Pamela left me. I didn't care about her, but I wanted her to pay. I wanted to kill her. First, she gave birth to a daughter. How could she?! I need a son. A daughter wouldn't be as brave and courageous as a son. I wanted a tough kid - not a weak girl. Oh the thought of a daughter filled me with disgust. And after giving birth to a daughter, she ran away - from me! I was furious, for I had no clue where she was. I was so angry I almost lost my mind. Then, one of my cop friends gave me a call. He told me to check the cover of today's newspaper. I was upset, but reluctantly I did as he said. The headlines read, "Baby born on film set - Marilyn." I looked down to the photo to see none other than Pamela. I grinned. I knew where she was now, and I was going to get my revenge. I immediately left for California. As soon as I reached California, I got directions to the film set where she gave birth. From there, it wouldn't be too hard to find Pamela.

Pamela's POV: I was going down the row of Roxy's friend thanking them as they congratulated me. I also gave each one of them a small hug and handshake. I turned around when I heard his voice whisper in my ear, "Aren't you going to give me a hug - to your own husband?" I turned around shocked. I tried to get away, but he grabbed onto my wrist. he was dragging me away when Roxy came in. She thought he was just some drunk guy hitting on me, but little did she know who he was and how dangerous he was. She tried to push him off of me, when he took out a gun and fired into the empty air above. The music, laughter, and talking ceased immediately. He put the gun to my head and threatened to shoot me if anyone tried anything. I told him I'd go with him if he left everyone else alone. He chuckled and said, " That's a good girl." Shane stepped in and got his own friends to start fighting them. I tried to tell them to stop, but they wouldn't. I was afraid someone else would get hurt. Shane was able to pry me away from Brent. He told Roxy to take me in the house and lock me in with Patricia and Marilyn. Roxy immediately listened. I was terrified for Shane. What would happen to him? What if he got hurt, or worse killed? I heard the fight go on for a while, until there was a dead silence. I heard some heavy breathing and backed up against the wall opposite the door, clutching Patricia and Marilyn close to me. Shane entered and I let out a sigh of relief. Roxy rushed to her brother's side asking what happened and where my husband went. I was wondering the same thing but I couldn't speak. Shane took his sister in the corner to talk to her privately. I left the room, but I could overhear them. They were arguing. Shane was saying that it was too dangerous for me to stay with them, that for now my husband left, but he could come back. Roxy was defending me. She said that they couldn't just kick me out and leave me on my own. I appreciated all she did for me, but Shane was right. I couldn't put them in danger. I was leaving quietly, when Shane stopped me. He told me an idea he had. He said that Brent hadn't left yet and was hiding outside waiting for me. I decided to trust him, who else did I have to trust? As per plan, I left the house with Patricia and Marilyn. Following that, Brent came out from behind a car, just as Shane predicted. Patricia and I began to run. We ran towards the taxi in which Shane was hiding. As we approached the taxi, Roxy drove a car in our path with high-beam headlights blinding Brent. We jumped into the taxi, and Shane threw out a few dummies he stole from the film sets to represent us. Roxy drove over the dummies with her car, and drove off. Brent thought we died. He thought we were killed by a hit-and-run. Brent left and didn't look back. We were free. We were now free of him. We were finally free. It felt too good to be true, but it was reality. It was our new beginning.

Brent's POV: I saw them get run over. I was so happy, no one could understand. I walked away. Their mess could be cleaned up by someone else - or not, I didn't really care. I walked away, until someone knocked me to the ground. It was the cops. I had no insider cops here in California. I tried to run, but I couldn't. They finally got me. I was arrested. I reamined in jail for a long time. I died while I was in jail because of a psychotic cellmate - RJ. He was arrested because of drunk driving, but it seemed like he had worse problems than just that. He killed me one night, banging my head against the jail bars until I bled to death. He said he landed in jail because of a Marilyn, too. Ironic, huh?

A/N: THERE IS A SPINOFF ABOUT RJ!!