I put my guitar back and leave the room, leading the boys back into the house and toward my dads office.
Marilyn snakes his arm protectively around my waist and pulls me to him.
He whispers into me ear as he places his hand onto the bruise on my shoulder.
"Where did you get that bruise ?" He asks concerned .
"At black street also known as the Devils anarchy hole" I reply
"What's that ?" He probes
"Just a place where a load of people go to brawl or watch brawling " I shrug
"Oh my god your going to get yourself killed !" Marilyn whispers shouts but not in anger , in concern .
"Chill, I win every match I'm in plus it helps me deal with anger " I whisper back to him as I pull him into a tight embrace .
He sighs .
"Be fuckin careful okay" he whispers back to me.
" yes sire" I say in a posh British accent saluting him
He chuckles .
At last, we reach my dads white-wooden office door and I knock my speacial knock so he knows it's me .
"Come on in " I hear my dads deep, business-like voice respond . Marilyn tenses slightly next to me and gulps . Twiggy looks like he might die any moment .
"Okay boys it's judgment day" I say and I push my dads office door open .
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Highschool (a Marilyn Manson fanfic ) COMPLETED
FanfictionEbony is the new girl to Shawlake highschool . She is a goth but much tougher than she looks. She also doesn't take crap off anyone . Initially she's nervous about this new school but then she meets . Marilyn Manson and his friends ; her world is ch...
