Teach Me ( Marilyn Manson X Reader Fanfiction )

Third Day of a Seven Day Binge

The weekend came and your phone had so many missed calls and texts from him. They were all left unanswered. Looking at the light coming from your phone go on and off, you wanted so badly to pick it up. You never really did go through with it though. It was only Saturday night and you shut your eyes tightly while laying. Bringing your hands up to your face you let out a sob.

'Am I doing the right thing?..'

Many questions you asked yourself mentally only left with no answer. Opening your eyes only for a moment, you see Chris kneeled beside you next to your bed. With his hand he rubbed your shoulder.

"___....I know your pain. This may not help much but may I speak?"

Nodding your head he began to tell you his story.

"You see a long time ago, I to loved someone so dearly. To the point of dying for them. Suddenly there came a day where that person I looked up to most....just left me. I apparently wasn't good enough for them. Soon after I finally got myself together and now I'm here because I want to help you. The only thing I love now is seeing you happy, ___."

You sat up from your bed as Chris stood up. Wiping your face free from tears you then stood to hug him. He understood your pain like no else could. At this point you began to grow a liking to him.

Marilyn had been at his house. Beer bottles were spread all around the room creating a foul stench. Laying on the couch his body became ever so cold, his eyes red, and his hunger growing. He needed you. Without you he was wreck. He yelled and threw fits for not finding the courage to tell you what he didn't want to back at that moment.

~ Time skip to Monday ~

Class was going to start in a few minutes and you dreaded going to class. You could have managed to fake being sick or something but your parents were in a bad mood today and rather than getting yelled at, you forced yourself to head to class. Chris said that he'd watch over you to not worry. The loud ringing of the bell startled you and woke you up from your daze. Instead of being the first to class, you waited for all the students to go in first. Keeping your head down, you made your way to the back of the class. Marilyn looked at you for a second wishing he could have you but now he was only just your teacher, nothing more.

"Alright class, today I want you all just to silently read Romeo & Juliet to yourselves and by the end of this week have a report done. That is all. From today till Friday this is all you'll be doing."

You reached for the book under your desk and opened it.

'Out of all the damn stories in this entire literature book, he has to make you read this.'

Of course you knew why. Glancing up you see everyone start reading and you find yourself staring at Marilyn. His eyes were full of regret and sorrow and before you could put your head down someone knocked on the door. You watched as he got up to see that it was only the principal. A few moments later walking in behind from Marilyn was a girl.

"Okay everyone stop doing your work for a second. I want you all to meet our school's new student, Nancy."

Eyeing her up and down she looked like someone you could finally be friends with, or hope at least. She had long black hair that parted in the middle, similar clothing to you and wore thick eyeliner and black lipstick. The class welcomed her and you saw her walking down your row. You put your head down pretending to read and glanced over to see an empty seat next to you. She sat down putting her bag on the floor next to her. Feeling a slight tap on your shoulder you looked at her.

"..uhh hi, um Mr. Manson said you can help me around and stuff?.."

"Yeah of course," you whispered.

She smiled and you did the same back. You then told her what you'd guys had to be doing and soon it was finally lunch. Both of you walked beside each other out to the quad area and you introduced her to your usual spot.

"So this is where I usually spend my time," you said while sitting on the floor.

Nancy sat herself in front of you and took out a lunchbox with...him on it.

"I'm so sorry Nancy I forgot to introduce myself. My name's ___."

"It's totally fine, and cool, I like it."

She began eating her sandwich as you guys began to get to know each other.

"So how has your first day being here been so far?"

"Well I obviously was nervous and scared shitless. Thank god I met you though. Finally I could have a friend who shares the same interests."

"You didn't have friends at your other school?"

"No I didn't. I got bullied endlessly so that's why I'm here and I'm happy I am. Not to mention I would have been here sooner!"

You giggled at her sudden change in mood.

"Oh, and why's that?"

She eyed you.

"Girl do you not see who the hell our teacher is?! It's Marilyn fucking Manson! Omg I felt like throwing up just being in his presence. I don't think I'll ever miss a day of school now."

She bit into her food as you looked down at your bag of chips. You knew he was going to be brought up but if you have to hear this everyday, you just don't know how much you could take before breaking down.

"So what about you ___? Do you have a crush on Manson? Or should I say, Mr. Manson? I mean how could you not right?"

You eyed her and faked laughed.

"Yeah it's pretty hard not to. So anyways, what other bands you into?"

"Besides Manson, System of A Down, KoRn, Tool, Evanescence, Motionless In White, and just a bunch load of other bands haha. I'm guessing you know or like some of those?"

You nod your head yes as you guys finished your lunch. The both of you exchanged numbers and headed back to class where reading was the last thing you guys wanted to do since getting to know each other. The bell finally fucking rang and you guys packed up your things. You followed behind Nancy. As she stopped as his desk.

"Hi...Mr. Manson," she said shyly.

He smiled at her and then asked her how her day has been so far. A bit of anger, not to mention jealously numbed your body. You wanted to either drop dead or for him to. Then again you shouldn't feel this way considering you guys are separated now.

"Well I'm glad your day went great Nancy. So has my favorite student ___, help you around school?"

'Favorite student my ass.'

"Of course we've become the best of friends already. Also there's something I wanted to ask before leaving."

"Is it school related?"

She blushed, "Not exactly..but I was wondering if you could sign my lunchbox?"

Nancy reached into her bag searching as you stood there. He looked at you and smiled. Looking away you scratch your arm awkwardly. Manson saw your sleeve raise up a bit and saw it. The cut you did for Chris....along with others but those were personal and for no one to find out.

"Got it!," she said handing him the lunchbox. He smiled.

"I had a feeling you'd be a fan."

He signed it and gave it back. Nancy couldn't help but blush.

"Alright before you guys leave, I'll need to speak with ___. Nancy I don't have nothing against you but this is about her grade so if you could please wait a moment outside?

"Yes of course."

She smiled to you and left the room. That one second of her smile made you feel a bit better but now you had to face him. You wished Chris could somehow pop out anywhere for fucks sake and save you.