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The Road To Hell	By : Crystal_Sugar Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Marilyn Manson Views: 3377 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN MARILYN MANSON OR AM IN ANY WAY CONNECTED TO HIS FRANCHISE, NOR DO I KNOW ANY OF THEM PERSONALLY. THIS STORY IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION, AND ANY SITUATIONS OF THIS FAN FICTION ARE FICTITIOUS. THERE IS NO PROFIT FROM THIS STORY

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ANGEL'S POV:

I don't remember when I fell asleep, but I awoke to Manson gently shaking me and placing kisses on my neck. "Baby, we need to start getting ready so I can take you out", he said.

I nodded gently and he pulled me to the shower with him.

We washed each others bodies and as I lathered and rubbed the soap on his penis, he got an erection.....Though we didn't act on it.

We stepped out of the shower and he got clothes for himself and me to wear until I got to my house to change.

He applied his makeup while I watched. We exchanged glances and smiled at each other. Fuck, he's so goddamn sexy.

Finally we left the hotel. I gave him directions to mine and Sarah's apartment.

When I walked in Sarah was on the couch and looked as if she had been up all night.

"Oh my God, where have you been, I was so worried", she exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to call you, I".... my response was cut short by Manson walking through the apartment door.

Sarah glanced at him, then at me, then at him again, then a knowing 'aha' look flashed on her face and she grinned at me.

"MARILYN MANSON OH MY GODDDDD! PLEASE SIT DOWN, IT IS UNBELIEVABLE YOU ARE HERE IN MY HOME!", Sarah said, completely fan-girling again.

"Manson, this is my best friend and room mate Sarah", I said with an apologetic smile, though he seemed to be loving every ounce of the attention.

He shook her hand and they sat on the couch, with Sarah bombarding him with questions.

I left the room to go get changed and to apply makeup. I wore a lace red shirt with skin tight leather pants.

I reemerged from the bedroom and Manson looked me up and down and smiled.

"You look sexy, baby", he said as he stood and hugged me.

"Thanks, Manson", I said with a giggle.

"It was nice meeting you, Sarah, I will have this lovely lady home at a decent time", Manson said with a wink as we walked out.

He wrapped his arm around my waist as he escorted me to his car.

"Where are we headed?", I asked.

"It's a surprise", he said still grinning.

He ended up taking me to an art gallery. We had so much fun and it was nice to know he shared a common interest with me.

We left the art gallery and he took me to a restaurant for dinner.

We both ordered pasta.

"You really are something, Angel, you know that?", he asked.

"So are you, you are really intriguing and so different than I expected", I replied.

"What were you expecting?", he asked with a mock surprised face.

"An Antichrist", I said with a laugh.

"I can be sometimes", he said winking.

I giggled.

"So tell me more about yourself, Angel", Manson requested. "For starters, how about you give me your number, I don't think you would call as often as I would like you to and I want to keep in close contact because I won't get to see you often due to my band and I finishing this tour and working on our new album", he requested.

I gave him my number and asked what he would like to know.

"Well, what is your full name?", he asked.

"Angel Lynn Allen", I replied. Such a plain and ordinary name.

"Cute, what a pretty and fitting name", he said. Ha, fitting my previously dull, run-of-the-mill personality, I thought. "Because you are an angel", he added. Aww, how corny.

"Mine is Brian Hugh Warner".

I was a little shocked. His name was ordinary too, but HE was far from ordinary. This raised my fascination with him.

Maybe I could slip away from my innocence and plainness....

"Angel?", Manson called my name looking slightly confused.

"Oh, what"?, I asked snapping back to reality.

"I was asking if you were from around here", he asked still slightly confused.

"Oh, um yeah, Dallas, Texas born and raised", I said.

He chuckled, "I can tell by your southern accent, it's cute", he remarked.

I blushed, I always hated my deep Texan accent.

"And you?", I asked. It was funny I had to ask that about, I know Sarah already knew all this information about him and I'm sure a lot of other people did too.

"I'm from Canton, Ohio but moved to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida as a teen. I'm here in Texas now because we had a few shows to do here", he said. "By the way, our last concert is tomorrow night and I was wondering if you want to go, you can bring your friend Sarah", he offered.

"Sounds great", I accepted.

"The concert is at 8PM, but we will have to be there by 6. Do you want me to come pick you up?", he asked.

"Sure, that sounds great", I accepted. Sarah sneaked off to his concerts many of times and always bragged about getting to witness his on-stage antics, so I was pretty excited to get to witness them for myself.

Manson was quiet and nervous for a moment, then cleared his throat, "so, what nature do you want our acquaintance to be?", he asked seriously.

I thought a moment and before I could reply he spoke again, "I would really like for you to be my girlfriend and definitely take you out again".

I hummed in thought. I was just breaking free from my terrible relationship with Jeff and was enjoying the freedom and my new found "naughtiness". I barely even knew Manson and for all I know, I could be setting myself up for another miserable relationship.

"Okay", I said "but let's keep it an open relationship and see where it goes, you can be free to see who you want, screw who you want, and same for me, okay?", I asked.

"Sounds good to me", he said with a grin.

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Our date ended, so Manson drove me to mine and Sarah's apartment, opening my car door when I exited. It was adorable watching the Antichrist act as a gentleman.

He snaked his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead. "Remember, I will be here to get you at 6", he said in my hair. "Goodnight, sweetheart", Manson said, pulling away slightly.

"Goodnight, babe", I replied, pulling away the rest of the way and walking up to my apartment.

Manson watched me smiling as I walked inside. I looked through the peep hole to see him still grinning ear to ear as he got in his car to drive away.

I sighed and went to plop down on the couch, still feeling high and weak from his embrace.

I pulled out my phone and decided to text Sarah and tell her I was home, since she was already at work at this point because it was after 10PM. Also I asked her if she would want to go to the concert tomorrow night.

About 10 minutes passed since I texted her and since she hasn't answered, I assumed she was pretty busy at work, so I laid back on the couch, closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

I was awoken at 3:27 AM by Sarah coming in the apartment and tossing her keys on the coffee table.

When she saw me sit up from the couch, she flashed me a huge smile and began jumping for joy.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! YOU MUST TELL MY EVERYTHING! ALL THE DETAILS!", she screamed.

I groaned in annoyance, but patted the couch next to me and smiled.

I told her the events of the evening, the night before, our drug use, and our sexual encounter while she hanged on my every word.

"You are becoming quite the naughty girl", she said with a wink. "So did you like it?", she asked.

"Like what?", I also asked with my eyebrows furrowed.

"All of it?", she said and rolled her eyes.

I chuckled and shrugged. It did feel so nice. I don't know what has came over me lately. Might as well not stop now.

She yawned and stretched as she got up from the couch. Then she reached down and pulled me up with her.

We both went to the bedroom and cuddled together on the warm bed.

Just then I heard my phone vibrating from the nightstand and pulled it off and looked.

It was Manson. He had been texting and calling me all night.

I smiled and told him I was going to sleep then returned my phone to the nightstand without awaiting his response.

Sarah talked and talked about how surreal the situation was and how lucky I was, until I fell asleep.
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