Adult-FanFiction.org : Celebrity

The Devil knows my Name	By : exelon Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Marilyn Manson Views: 2000 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Marilyn Manson. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 9
- 10
- 11
Jackie felt the mattress move and then someone’s hand curled around her waist. In the dim light she looked down at the hand that had palmed her left breast. It had no tattoos.

“You’re back, Gin,” she murmured and sighed when her fiancée spooned behind her back, pulling her closer to his body. Ginger kissed her bare shoulder and buried his face in her long hair.

“How was Europe?” she asked from the dead tired man who was glad to be home.

“Almost perfect. Rob got hurt a bit but he’s okay,” he said and chuckled. Jackie smiled. At least it hadn’t been Ginger getting hurt like it always had been. Then a thought started to swim to surface. Was it really possible that someone was purposely trying to hurt or kill them?

“What happened?”

“Some stupid accident at the backstage,” slurred Ginger who was already half asleep. Jackie started to see this like Marilyn from the start. Someone was really hatching some evil plan. Slowly she turned around to lie on her back. Ginger cuddled her closer to him and rested his head between her breasts. Absentmindedly she combed his hair with her fingers and tried to think who would want to hurt them. She listened to Ginger breathe evenly and knew he was asleep but his hold on her hadn’t loosened for her to slip away.

She loved the way he sneaked under her skin. He was just so adorable and she loved him. Her diamond ring sparkled in the light darkness when she tousled his hair. Ginger had asked her to marry him and she had said “yes”. They hadn’t set the date yet because they weren’t sure when they had enough free time to orchestrate all that mess that went with big weddings. Ginger wanted something very romantic but yet something in the Manson-style and Jackie supported his every idea.

Then her thoughts returned to the unsure fact that someone might want to seriously hurt any member of Marilyn’s band including Ginger. Accidents only happened when they were rehearsing for the upcoming concert or they were already on stage or at the backstage. That someone had to be someone from the staff. But who? Who had the access to everywhere? Was he working alone or had someone else hired him? Or was he a she?

The weight of Ginger using her as a pillow was nice and soon she drifted back to sleep. Her dreams were haunted by a shadowy figure with the face of a clown.
***
When Ginger had gone to the Far East tour, Jackie had started with the shootings of her music video that featured John 5. Previously she had finished the one with Ville Valo and had been so pleased when the guys from Apocalyptica had finally showed up and spiced things up a bit.

Her album project was named “Sophia Memphis”. It was the name of her mother… All the memories of Sophia had inspired almost every song in that list and Jackie wanted to dedicate that album to her. Perhaps that’s why it was so sad and depressive.

Jackie sat in front of her trailer and waited for the desert to cool down a bit before they could start filming. They had decided to go for the sunset because then the whole sky looked like blood. Which was even more fascinating was that when one edge of the sky was bright red above the reddish sandstone, then the other side was already dark blue with rising stars. Jackie waited for that exact moment because it allowed doing a panorama shot with different skies at once.

“We are disrupting the program to bring you the news of a plane crash,” said a voice in a small TV she was watching out of boredom. When the newscaster announced that the flight had crashed, she almost fainted. Just that morning Ginger had said to her in the phone that he’ll be flying with that particular flight… The world went black.

“So far there are no survivors…”
***
Marilyn opened his eyes and tasted blood in his mouth. It was dark. He tried to move but he couldn’t. His hands and legs were tied up to a chair that didn’t budge also. His left eyebrow stung and then the headache started to come upon him.

From the darkness came a weak groan. Marilyn looked to his left and strained his eyes to see something. There he saw a seeming figure of Twiggy hunched over. Next to him he saw another form. He couldn’t make out if that one was Chris or Ginger. It was too dark to tell anyone apart.

“You alive?” he croaked and tried again to move but the more he started to distinguish the ropes.

“I wish I wasn’t,” grunted Twiggy and lifted his head a bit. Marilyn watched him move and then started to look for his other blokes. He figured that they all had to be there. Then his thoughts started to race. All those “accidents” started to make sense. Some idiot had kidnapped them! And was probably going to kill them!

“Ginger, Chris, Rob? You okay?” he asked and struggled against the chair that was nailed to the floor. From the dark he heard some familiar grunts that indicated all of them were somewhat conscious.

“What is going on?” asked Twiggy and rattled his bonds. When Marilyn opened his mouth to answer, a door opened. Bright light flooded in and blinded them all who had opened their eyes.
***
Jackie felt rough hands grabbing at her and pulling her up from the sand. Next she heard someone call her name but she was hundreds miles away. The cold crept into her soul. Time flew past her and when she woke, it was a nightmare all over again.
***
Marilyn glared at the woman in front of him. She looked familiar somehow but he was sure he had never slept with that one before. The slender woman turned to Ginger and grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head up to meet her cold stare.

“Don’t touch him!” snarled Marilyn and got hit across his face by one of her minions. He spat blood and growled at them. He recognized his medical team in them.

“So you are the cause of all the problems,” she murmured unsympathetically and looked at Ginger who didn’t understand why he was treated that way.

“You should have been taken care of long time ago,” she said and cast a harsh glare at her cronies. Ginger gasped when even he got the picture of freak accidents happening around him. She let go of his hair and straightened her back when she had gotten his attention.

“You,” hissed Marilyn when he recognized her. “I should have seen this coming.”

“What?” asked Rob who was still confused. Chris stared at the bitch with one good eye and also tried to catch up.

“She’s little Johnny’s ex,” said Twiggy.
***
John woke up in the dark. He heard shouting and yelling somewhere outside. His head was a mess like he had drunk too much. John tired to listen but he only heard muffled sounds. But something sounded familiar. A light scream.
***
“I am tired of hearing John cry over this bitch,” Aria said when Jackie was dragged in and thrown in front of them. Jackie cried in pain when she kicked hard at her ribs. Ginger, Twiggy and Marilyn went mad from that sight and swore to rip Aria into pieces. She only laughed and stepped over whimpering Jackie to stand before Ginger who was fuming and tore at his ropes that rubbed his skin raw.

They all were screaming and yelling at Aria but they could do nothing to help Jackie. That poor little girl was lying on the ground and hugging her aching body and begging Aria to stop.

“I’m sorry,” Jackie repeated over and over again when another blow hit her.

“Were you sorry when you broke John’s heart every single time he saw you?” she asked and gave a sign to open a door hidden from their eyes. Jackie looked up and saw ragged looking John wonder in. When he saw Jackie, he wanted to rush to her side but two huge cavemen stopped him.

“Let me see her!” he yelled angrily but Ginger was even more furious. Then John noticed his ex who walked to him and slowly took out a gun.

“This is what you have wanted,” she said to John who stared at her like a rabid bulldog. “To see them all dead so you could have her.”

“You’re mad! I never wanted anyone dead!” he yelled at her.

“Fine,” she murmured, “Then lets have her choose. Get her up!” she called out and Jackie was pulled up from the floor like a rag doll. The abandoned warehouse muffled the roars of six enraged men when Jackie was pushed to her knees and a gun pointed at her head.

“Who will it be, my dear?” she asked and then aimed the barrel at Ginger. Everyone shut up in fear to trigger the bullet. Jackie looked at Ginger and gasped.

“I will kill him if you choose wrong,” she threatened Jackie.

“No,” Jackie whispered and crawled on all fours in front of Ginger, “Kill me.”

She glared at Jackie who protected gobsmacked Ginger with her own body. She wasn’t going to give up on him nor choose John. Jackie offered her own life to bring peace into this madness. The gun wavered and landed on Jackie.

“Then so shall it be,” Aria said and started to pull the trigger.

“NO!” screamed John and struggled free. She saw him coming and quickly hit Jackie with all force to the head. Jackie fell to the ground. Crimson blood started to trickle over her forehead and pool into a puddle under her.
- 9
- 10
- 11
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The Devil knows my Name