Well, today was visitors day and Dita couldn't make it. But, since they didn't want to look like selfish bastard guardians, she sent Manson. As I walked to the visiting room, I thought about what Omega had said to me last night.
"Even if you do get out, he won't want to see you," His words echoed through my mind until I saw Manson sitting alone at a table. He hadn't realized that I had came in and was holding a box wrapped in colored paper. I walked up to him and he turned and smiled.
"I've missed you," he said.
"You didn't sound like you missed me last night on the phone." I said, pulling back from him before he could hug me.
"I was a bit stressed, " he explained, "I had a lot of promotions to do and some last minute things on the album." He grabbed me in a hug before I could run away.
"And, this is for you." He handed me the gift. I ripped the paper off and dug into the box. Inside, was a box of chocolates and a bear. I smiled.
"I made it myself," he said, proudly, while pointing to the bear.
"I love it, what's his name?" I asked.
"I named him Edgar," he replied.
"How'd the little kids in Build a Bear react to your presence?" I asked, trying to star conversation. I didn't want him to leave.
"Aw, well one little blond girl who told me that her name was Maeve came up to me and commented on my clothes," he said,"she said I looked weird. Then, some soccer moms complained and tried to get me kicked out. I told the employees that I was making a gift for someone and then bribed her with a 50 and I didn't hear much from the soccer moms again. Although, I would have liked to be attacked by some soccer moms."
"Really,"
"Yeah, I'd take my pants off," he joked.
"Alrighty then," I said, I looked behind me and saw my roomate staring at us. She looked like she wanted to come over, but was too shy to,"Manson, my roomate is a big fan of you." I pointed her out and he waved to her. She smiled and blushed, then hesitantly walked over.
"This is my friend, Manson," I introduced them,"Manson, this is Callie."
"Hello, Callie," He said then grabbed her hand and shook it limply. This made her blush even more.
"H-hi," she stuttered.
"So, what are you in for?" Manson asked casually.
"Pocession," she said proudly,"and my parents didn't want to deal with me anymore. They've pretty much given up on me."
"Oh well, that's too bad," Manson said,"well, Leonore and I were just discussing something very important and visiting hours are almost over,so I guess I'll talk to you some other time." Callie looked at us, disappointed, then backed away.
"Oh, yeah, I'll see you later." Then, she was gone and Manson had turned back to me.
"Leonore," He started, with a grave look on his face,"what Dita told you was true. I agreed to send you here." I stared at him, surprised and shocked.
"Why?!" I demanded,"I can't live without you!"
"You've become quite a hand full and soon I'm going to be touring. I don't think that a tour is a good place for you, so I think that you would be safer here."
"NO! I'll just run away and follow you!" I yelled, everyone turned and stared at us.
"Leonore, don't. What you did was very dangerous and stupid. What if someone would have kidnapped you and sold you on the blackmarket?"
"What? That doesn't happen!"
"Leonore, can you just consider the fact that I know more than you since I've lived longer and have had more experiences?!" He yelled. Then, he sighed and stood up,"I can't visit you next week, so I don't know when I'll see you again. Just, think about it. It's not that bad. You'll be out in a few months."
"No! I won't, I won't! Please don't leave me here!" I stood up and grabbed him by his coat before he could walk away.
"Leonore, this just proves to me that you should be here in the first place."
"This isn't like you at all! You'd never put me away like this!" I yelled.
"I haven't had a reason to, until now. I want you to stay safe and I love you, but I can't babysit you all day and make sure that you don't do something highly regrettable."
"I'll behave, I promise! Just, take me with you on tour!"
"Bye, Leonore," then he pushed me off of him and walked out. An attendent rushed up and held me back so that I couldn't follow him.
"LET ME GO!!!" I shouted,"LET GO OF ME! NO!!NO!" The attendent pulled me to my room and then drugged me. I fell asleep right away.
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"I saw him," I told Omega,"he came to visit me."
"And what did he say, my dear?"
"He said that I have to stay in there until he's finished touring, two years in that place."
"That isn't fair," Omega commented,"come live with me. I'll be fair."
"I know, but I'm still afraid, and I still-"
"-hope that Manson will change his mind?"
"Yes,"
"He won't, he's stubborn, and I won't change my mind either. I still think that you'd be better off dead with me."
"How did you die anyway?" I asked.
"Oh, a girl killed me in 2000, her name was Rose, and she tore my heart out. I was Manson, then everything changed and he was reborn into something else."
"Something else?"
"I'm the opposite of Manson, I'm Omega. I can't explain it any farther."
"Oh," I sighed,"what do you want to do?"
"What do you want to do?"
"Nothing," I replied. Omega snapped his fingers and we were laying on his bed, " I just want to forget everything," He reached into his dresser drawer and came out with a bottle of blue potion.
"This'll do the trick." He helped me drink it, and then I was floating in a sea of jello, Omega was singing from somewhere high up, and I had no troubles.
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I woke up screaming, with my roommate shaking me awake.
"Leonore, it was just a dream!" Callie assured me. Oh, if only she knew, "You miss him, don't you?" I stared at her for a while, not sure what she was talking about.
"Miss who?" I asked.
"Manson,"
"Oh, yeah, I miss him a lot, but why are you asking me this?" I hoped that I didn't sound too rude. For once, I had met somebody who loved the same person I do as much as me.
"You were screaming his name," she explained. I broke down and started crying.
"Leonore, I'm sorry!" she said, worried, "Want me to get the nurse?" I grabbed her shirt sleeve before she could leave.
"NO!" I yelled, and she sat back down beside me, surprised, "I'm sorry, I just don't trust anyone here at all. They're all against me, you know?" She stared at me, I could tell that she was analizing me.
"I wouldn't either, but I've just been here so long that I don't care anymore. Sometimes, I wonder if my parents are ever coming back for me."
"How long have you been here?" I asked.
"My parents dropped me here when I was eight, now I'm almost 18."
"Well, I've been in and out of places like this for almost my whole life. They knew that I was mad when I was five. I thought that I wouldn't have to come here ever again after Manson adopted me, but I was wrong. I've been to places like this twice since Manson adopted me. The first time wasn't his fault though, I was kidnapped, and left to die." I explained.
"Well, your life is way worse than mine." She said,"I'm going to get breakfast, do you want anything?"
"They don't have ice cream for breakfast here, do they?" I asked. She shook her head.
"Just get me whatever you have," I said. Then, she nodded and left.