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Right Here In My Arms	By : LittleMissDisaster Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1841 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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"Bammie,
Sorry to worry you so. I’m fine, and the mates are as well. Don’t worry. Call off the search. Please, leave it alone. If you ever do anything that I ask you let it be this.
Ville."
Ville signed the note with a heartagram poked it through one of the air holes for Roxanne to deliver. He saw her slim fingers grasp the paper. Her nails were painted a deep maroon.
“Roxy, let me see you. I want to know what you look like.”
She sighed. It was not the first time he’d asked, and she finally gave in, “Well come here then.”
He stepped to the wall and peered at the glass, trying in vain to see through his own face. Suddenly, a lamp was turned on and a small pool of light became visible. She stepped into it.
Deep brown hair hung down to her waist. Her eyes were an icy blue under delicate brows. She was small and lean, dressed in a black t shirt and slim jeans with heavy black boots.
Roxanne held her arms out and turned in a circle, “Happy now?”
Eyeing her butt, Ville nodded, “It’s nice to have a face to put with the voice. Wait!” her hand paused on its way to turn off the lamp, “Talk to me for a bit, while I can see you?”
Shaking her head, she sat down near the edge of the light pool, “Only for a bit. Jean Claude will be back soon.”
“Where does he go?” Ville sat as well.
“Hunting. He has to go far so they won’t connect the victims with us.”
“And you?”
“I don’t kill people. I can hunt where I choose.”
“Are there many of you?”
She shrugged, “I suppose. Although I only of a few.”
“Have you ever made someone, like you?”
She shook her head violently, “I wouldn’t ever force someone to live like this.”
“Even if they wanted it?” he lit a cigarette.
“Even then.”
Ville decided to change the subject, “What is going on in the world today?”
“The usual. War, disease, pop music.”
He smiled at that, “What horrible thing has been unleashed on the unsuspecting musical community?”
“Some terrible little girl warbling about how much she loves someone or other.” Roxanne stuck out her tongue.
He shivered, “Music these days truly scares me.”
“You’re talking about yourself there buddy.”
“Okay, pop music scares me.”
“As it should.” She smiled.
“You have a lovely smile.”
She blushed, “I have to go and get this hidden before Jean Claude comes home.” She waved the note to Bam.
“Yes, I suppose.” He waved to her, smiling when she wiggled her fingers in a return salute. Their new clock said that it was three in the morning. Ville thought that maybe it was time to get some sleep. He joined the others on the floor, and closed his eyes.
“Do you think Bam will be satisfied?” Migé asked softly. He liked the little Jackass and didn’t want to see anything happen to him.
“No, but I hope he leaves it at that. If he were to end up here, I don’t know what I’d do.”
“I’m sure he’ll be fine.”
Ville wasn’t so sure. Bam never did anything he was told. He was making a career out of hurting himself, and doing amazing things with a skateboard. But mostly putting himself and his friends in pain. Ville himself had fallen victim to a prank or two, and he never thought he would miss them.
Migé’s breathing became steady as he fell asleep.
He felt a few tears slide down his cheeks. It looked like sleeping was going to be impossible for the moment. Ville got up and went over to sit on the stool behind the drum kit, what effectively served as a desk more often than not. He picked up the pen and wrote a longer letter to Bam, describing what was happening, how much he missed the outside, his friends, family, the fucking cat that sat outside the window of his flat and yowled at the night, silent tears staining the paper and blurring the ink. He wrote about how much it was wearing on him and the rest of the band, how they had started to lose any hope now, and even their token efforts of escape had begun to dwindle. How Gas would lapse into terrible silences that would last days. The once outspoken, happy go lucky drummer no longer laughed so often or so readily. Lily was wasting away to nothing, he could count every rib and vertebrae. Burton and Migé had taken to holding each other while they sobbed uncontrollably for hours at a time. Ville himself had thought once or twice about trying to kill himself just to end it.
Only the thought that his friends would be left alone with his rotting corpse ad stopped him from doing it. He just wouldn’t do that to them.
Finally he was out of words. He let the pen drop from his numb fingers and crawled back to his mates. Burton opened his arms without a word and he was at last able to fall asleep.

~*~so, chapter 5 has come and gone. it's a bit short, but i promise it will all be over soon! thanks for reading! review please!~*~md
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