Remember Me - Marilyn Manson Fanfiction

Firsts

*Three days later, Skye's POV*

Marilyn and I had been walking around exploring the little town we were staying in. Everything was so classical looking. From the street lights, the the giant Victorian era houses. Even in a town like this, where you think there would be nothing but the elderly; Marilyn's fans followed us. Asking questions and begging for autographs. I noticed also, that the tabloids had caught up. Somehow paparazzi had captured pictures of Marilyn and I together. It was out there; Marilyn Manson has a girlfriend. 

"Skye?" Marilyn placed his hand on my shoulder. I jumped.

"Huh? Ugh sorry I was thinking," I mentally face-palmed. 

"It's okay, just making sure everything is okay love," Marilyn wrapped his arm around my torso, holding me close to  him as we walked. I felt so safe and protected with him. 

I breathed a heavy breath from all the happiness I was feeling inside. His touch sent chills all over my body. 

"I love you so much," I said with a wide smile, throwing my arms around him. I couldn't help but hold on for probably too long. He chuckled, and ran his hand down to my lower back. My heart fluttered. He made me feel so much all at once. It was amazing.

We had walked for quite some time, when we were brought out to a hilltop. I saw a lake at the bottom, and the rest was woods. The sun was going down, leaving traces of orange, pink, and red in the sky. I was at a loss for words. This place was absolutely beautiful. 

"I used to come here when we were here for our tours," Marilyn said to me, leading me to a giant rock. He picked me up and sat me there, then joined beside me. He placed his arm around me. 

"This is beautiful," I whispered, looking over at his face. His eyes sparkled in the diminishing light. He looked just as flawless as ever. 

"Just like you," he looked at me with a big smile. I blushed, and rested my head on his shoulder.

"You're too good for me," I giggled, Marilyn laughed.

"No my dear, you are too good for me," he whispered, kissing my cheek. I blushed, hard. Per usual, he noticed and pulled me closer to him.  

We watched the sun fall behind the mountains, slowly blanketing the earth with darkness. I couldn't help but stare at the man beside me more than the scenery below me. My boyfriend. Wow. It was like a dream, finally being with the man who had given me such happiness and strength, and he didn't even know I existed then. 

We sat there in silence, his arms around me. I stayed as close to him as I could. If I could stay this way forever, I would. He was the light in my life. He was what saved me, from all the pain I felt before. 

"Skye," Marilyn whispered in my ear, caressing my cheek with his thumb. 

I looked up at him. 

"You are so beautiful," he said to me. I could see the fire in his eyes. "I just... Wanted to..." 

And then it happened. His lips met mine with so much passion, a chill went down my back. His kiss felt so right. Like the movement of our lips together was so perfectly in sync. It felt like explosions. It felt like forever.