Teach Me ( Marilyn Manson X Reader Fanfiction )

Kiss Me It'll Heal, But It Won't Forget

You stood there in front of his desk looking down at paperwork. You never thought a stack of papers would amuse you but anything to not look at him would be fine.

"___..." He said your name worriedly.

He sighed.

"Look I'm really worried about you, and that day I was never going to break up with you. That thought would never cross my mind...Dearie..."

"No! Don't call me that you liar.."

Picking up your head your eyes met.

"I know what you do, and you don't fool me. You're a monster..."

You stopped and realized what you just said. Manson looked away and took a deep breath.

"Alright if that's what you feel towards me, then that's that. ___, you're excused."

He didn't even bother looking at you and still you stood there.

"Look Marilyn...I didn't mean it like that, I j-"

"Of course you did. I get it. All you see me as is a blood sucking beast. I'm a human being as well. It wasn't my fault I turned out to be the way you know? Now leave."

You left and walked out to seeing Nancy drinking some water out of the fountain. Running over to you she asked about your grade.

".....It's not..doing so well.."

"Aw well maybe paying attention better in class rather than looking at something or should I say somebody in class might help. Or I can help if you want."

You looked down feeling sad. Looking at your feet as you walked your hair covered your face.

"Hey ___, it'll be fine. I'll help you study okay? Or I'll fail with you..."

Nancy grabbed onto your arm and you stopped walking. You guys stood at the front door to the school and you felt it. No you couldn't. Not here. But you couldn't fight the urge. Within seconds tears slowly streamed down your face as Nancy brought you in for a hug without saying anything. You let it out silently and couldn't help but think how stupid Nancy might think you are. The first day she meets you and you're here crying. With one hand she held your head close to her and the other she rubbed your back slowly.

You stopped when hearing the door open.

"....___," it's voice sounding a bit worried. You turned around to see a man in a hood and you could just make out his nose and lips. You knew who it was.

"Oh hey um, I'm fine. I just...here's my friend Nancy."

She said hi nicely and then hugged you goodbye.

"I'll text you later, k?"

You smiled at her telling her alright and she left walking. Chris held onto to you and walked you outside into his car. Once inside Chris didn't say anything either. He knew it had something to do with him. His hand reached for yours which was resting in your lap.

"___, please don't be sad. That's why I'm here...anything that you need...I'll b-"

"Hold me...Chris.."

You looked at him with your smudged eyeliner. He brought himself closer to you wrapping his arms around you. Resting your head next to his neck you breathed in his scent. It was different. Of course he was a vampire which would be why but his smell was almost toxic-like. As you breathed in more you could feel yourself also feeling, quite different. Pulling away just a few inches away from his face you told him, "....kiss me.."

He caressed your face and gently brought his lips to yours. His tongue entered your mouth massaging yours. A slight moan escaped your mouth and you felt yourself getting hot.

Back in the classroom Marilyn again continued to blame himself. He decided to take a moment to give himself space before he ends up breaking a chair. Yeah that'd be easy to explain.

'Well you see I'm a vampire who just broke up with a student of mine and now she's off doing who knows what and I got mad so I broke a chair.'

Yeah. That's believable. Well half of it, in a way. Marilyn took a deep breath in and walked over to the window. Looking outside were trees and flowers. Everything seemed to be content, only for a moment that is. He shut his eyes and breathed in. Yes that's it. Be calm. Opening his eyes, he was now angered and revolted by what he'd seen. He saw you. You were in a car kissing someone else other than him. Marilyn furrowed his brow and wanted to bash the guys head in.

Moments later you two pull away and Manson knew what had to be done at that point. If it had been some random guy he'd just might let you be...no it wasn't like that. His hands griped the edges of the counter tightly as he kept his stare locked on him. He knew him all to well. At first he might seem oh so kind and sweet but once he has you on a thread , he'll rip you apart. He's deceiving. Nothing but a liar and sweet talk. Marilyn would know because they actually used to be friends....well more than that. But that's all in the past, now what matters is you. He wasn't going to stop fighting. Especially for you. It's time he takes back what's rightfully his away from Chris.

( I apologize if this chapter is short but hope you guys enjoy either way. )