You Never Said Forever Could Ever Hurt Like This

GodeatGod

“Really?” Marilyn smirked. Another one of Ozzy’s odd friends.

He followed him around the group of people currently congregating in the centre of the room, nodding to one of the security guards as he passed. Ozzy seemed to be unable to locate his friend it seemed…until he spotted the door leading to the balcony overlooking the car park.

He followed, shaking his head, as Ozzy made his way towards the door. Ozzy turned back to Marilyn and pointed out the door with a smile and shouted out to his friend.

“Jessie!” Ozzy yelled, meaning to step outside.

“There’s a bomb!” shouted one of the security guards.

“No!” the girl he’d yelled out to screamed at him as a rumble shook the building.

Marilyn’s eyes widened as his eyes fell on the girl. There was an explosion of rubble and dust, and, in the middle of it all was… “Jessie?!”

***

Time stopped. There was a loud bang, rubble flew in every direction. Jessie grasped the railing that was still attached, grabbing Jessica as she fell, a pained groan escaping her as their momentum stopped suddenly and she took both her own weight, and Jessica’s.

She heard both girls scream, so she knew Magenta hadn’t fallen off the balcony…yet. She groaned as Jessica struggled. “Stop moving…please!” she looked down at the terrified girl, trying to remain calm herself as they dangled off the edge of an exploded sixth-story balcony rail. “Okay…it’s okay, I’ve got you…I…I need you to try and stay calm, okay? That way, we won’t die.” Or, at least, they’d last a bit longer. Jessie looked up towards the door that had once led onto the balcony, several faces were leaning over the side. She saw her friends, Twiggy and Zim; and she saw Ozzy. They could make that climb…if they were careful. Jessie began to hatch her own ‘self-rescue’ plan. She looked down at Jessica, holding onto her hand for dear life. “Okay, Jess…Jess! I need you to focus for a moment, okay?” Jessica nodded, so Jessie continued. “Okay…good. I need you wrap your arms around my waist as tight as you can.”

“What are you going to do?” Jessica asked, quite rightly too.

“I’m just going to lift us both up a bit higher so you can reach the railing too, okay?” Jessie explained calmly, half smiling. “Sound good?” Jessica nodded vigorously, and Jessie looked up. She helped Jessica to climb and wrap her arms and legs around her, and began to lift them both, one railing bar at a time, towards the door. When Jessica was level with the railings, Jessie helped her to grab a hold. She looked up towards the door, “I’m getting her to climb up to you! If you could grab her and pull her up when you can, we’d be much obliged.” She received shouts from above and helped Jessica climb up.

Just as she was pulled over the edge to safety, the collapsing balcony groaned and shuddered again, a significant chunk of it falling with a deafening crash to the ground below. Jessie heard Magenta’s petrified scream and looked down. Hanging onto a piece of rail that was about to give way, was Magenta. Jessie looked up at the guys, yelling at her to climb up to them, and then began to slide, carefully and steadily, down what little floor to the balcony was left towards Magenta.

“I’m coming!” Jessie called down to her, a cry of her own escaping her as the balcony remains shuddered again. She slid down, lying on her stomach, and reached out towards Magenta. “Grab on!”

Magenta’s hand came up to take Jessie’s. Her hand slipped and she fell back, grabbing onto the railing she’d been clinging to before, eyes tight shut. “I can’t!”

“Come on!” Jessie would have rolled her eyes if both their lives weren’t in danger. “If you don’t take my hand now…you will die!” she gave Magenta a reassuring look and reached out to her again. Magenta took Jessie’s hand just as the railing gave way. Jessie pulled her up next to her, dragging her back up along the crumbling balcony towards the door.

The balcony frame groaned again as Magenta was pulled up over the edge, and to safety, and Jessie looked down, feeling the balcony finally give way completely. Her eyes shut and she screamed. Her fall was cut short however. Someone had caught a hold of her arm. She looked up to see her saviour…it was the person everyone here wanted to see…it was Marilyn Manson.

***

“Here we go.” Marilyn grunted as he pulled Ozzy’s friend to safety, looking back over the edge to see the balcony, now in pieces, six floors down, on the ground below. He shook his head at the girls stupidity in saving the other girl. Marilyn turned to look at her again. She was shaking, her head in her hands. “You okay?”

She laughed nervously. “I’ll be right...” he looked at her curiously as her arms wrapped about herself and her head leant back against the wall.

“You’re lucky Marilyn caught you, you stupid, brave girl.” Ozzy scolded her as he knelt in front of her. “Otherwise…”

“It would have been a short drop and sudden stop…” he felt for her as she shuddered, nodding, not looking at anyone. “Goodnight Jessie…” she sighed, her eyes closing. “At least no one was hurt…” she opened her eyes again, anxious. “Right?”

“No one was hurt, no.” Ozzy placed a hand on her knee reassuringly. “And you saved the only two that could’ve died…you try getting rid of the press after this little stunt.” He paused, “They won’t leave you alone now.”

She gave Ozzy a cheeky smile as she laughed. “Just let them try.” She looked at Marilyn. “By the way…thank you…for saving my life.”

Marilyn shrugged as Ozzy spoke again. “Yes, purely by chance, the man I wanted to introduce you to… saved you.”

Marilyn looked at Ozzy, then at the girl. This was the friend he wanted him to meet? This girl who looked exactly like… “Jessie Talon?”

She smiled at him. The same smile his Jessie had always smiled at him. “That’s me!” she replied, mock enthusiastic.

“Her band was discovered much the same way you were Marilyn.” Ozzy smiled and gave Jessie’s head an affectionate tap. “Nothing Records found her…six hit singles and one phenomenal album later…and here we are.”

Marilyn watched Jessie, not believing his eyes as she shook her head. “I can’t live up to anything you say about me, Ozzy. You made me sound…awesome!”

“You are!” Ozzy grinned. “You’re-”

“Extraordinary.” Marilyn stated blankly, his mind half in the past…remembering the last time he’d seen her alive…

“That’s how I wold describe you.” Marilyn snapped back to the present. She was smiling sadly. “Not how I would describe me.”

“The Gods of Hard Rock and Pop Rock.” Ozzy raised an eyebrow at Marilyn. Perhaps he was looking at Jessie a little too much.

“No, we can’t both be Gods…” he looked at Jessie as she smirked at him. “Otherwise it would turn into a case of God eat God.”

He watched with wide eyes as she stood and, shakily, made her way over to the two girls she’d saved and listened to her making sure they were alright. This was impossible…but she was right in front of him! Yet, as he watched the two girls thank her, she turned back to look at him. As she smiled her beautiful, shy smile of hers, Marilyn thought to himself ‘Maybe there is a God…’

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Dun Dun Daaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Hey again guys! As promised, sequel to 'Coma White'. Let's see if I can't make this one end a little more cheerfully. Hmm?? ;)