Marilyn Manson Adopted Me (A Marilyn Manson Fanfic)

Get Your Gunn

*Marilyn's POV*
I wake up next to Twiggy.

"Good morning babe," I say as I kiss his lips gently.

"Brian, I love you so much! I wouldn't be here without love!"

He checks the clock that ominously hung on the wall.

"Shit, Brian we've gotta get back home. We promised Evianna and Venice we'd be home by 10."

"It's only 9:45 Twiggs," I say rolling over to hug him.

"But we can leave now if you want."
I didn't want to put up a fight with him. I knew better.

We arrived at the house exactly at 10.

We walk in and see Venice with a hoodie on, drinking a cup of coffee.

*Twiggy's POV*
"Hey Venice! Why are you wearing a hoodie," I said as I walked to the thermostat, "Its 76° in here."
"Uh, I'm just cold. I, uh, um,"
"Venice, what happened?" Brian asked.
She sighed and closed her eyes.
"I, I have a hickey...." she mumbled.
"What! From who? I thought your friend was a girl?" Brian snapped.
"Uh... I lied..." she admitted. She swirled her spoon around in her coffee and didn't look up at us.
"Did you use protection?" I asked quietly sitting down infront of her. Ven shrugged.
By now Brian had stormed off and went to look for Evianna.
"Venice! Where's your sister?!" he yelled from the laundry room.
"I'm not sure. Why?" she asked, brows furrowing.
"Um. Because shes no where in the fucking house!" Brian yelled and came back into the kitchen, "God Dammit!!"
"Where could she be?" I asked.
"I dont know... Maybe in a foster care center," Venice suggested.
Brian stood up and went upstairs. I followed him to see what was wrong.

*Evianna's POV*
Last night was a living hell.
Jakobb raped me.
Repeatedly. No mercy was shown, but you'd expect that right?
Im sore all over and probably have even more bruises than the ones that were healing. I cried myself to sleep after he finally left after hours of torture.
Why the hell am I back in another fucking rut?
I want to go back to Marilyn and Twiggy. I miss them. I refuse to go out of my room. They say they'll put me on anti-depressants, but I don't give a shit. Maybe they will numb the pain and the hurt.

*Marilyn's POV*
I grab the car keys and force everyone into the car.

"Venice what the hell! You told us you were going to a friend's party. Not a friend's bed so you can fuck!" I yell not caring how pissed off I sounded.

"I wouldn't talk there dad! You left a poor girl Twiggy kidnaped ALONE in the house so you two could fuck!"
She yells back at me, tears forming on her waterline.

"Would you two shut the fuck up!!!" Twiggy yells annoyed.

"I don't know where you guys have been, but in case you two were COMPLETELY clueless, WE ARE MISSING MY DAUGHTER!" He forces out.

The car was silent. All we heard was Venice's barely audible sobs.

"Pull over please," he asks impatiently.

I follow what I have been directed to do. He pulls out his phone and calls the police department.

"Hello. I'm looking for someone who hasn't been seen since last night."

"Name"

"Evianna-"

"With a first name like that, thats enough information we need."

"Ok sir."

"Evianna Daniels?"

Twiggy looks at me confused.
I nod. Better safe than sorry.