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Everybody has a past	By : urbanephoenix Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Marilyn Manson Views: 2109 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction! I do not know any members of Marilyn Manson, and I do not profit from these writings.

Chapter List
- 1-Meeting.
- 2-Playtime.
- 3-Special.
- 4-Victim.
- 5-Return
- 6-Choice.
- 7-Obey
- 8-Suffer
- 7
- 8
I realise I haven't updated in a long time, but I'm back! Picking up right where we left off. Let me know if anyone is still keen for more.
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1995. Marilyn Manson rehearsal rooms.
Manson couldn't help but notice a huge difference in the dynamics of the band. Yesterday Twiggy had been depressed, angry, and sloppy. Today he was his usual energetic self. Their new drummer, however, looked like he'd just been punched in the face. For all Manson knew, he could have been. Despite looking like crap, Kenny managed to keep the beat and practice concluded as usual.
"Kenny, you're way too tense, do you think you could loosen up a bit?"
Ken nodded nervously. He didn't want to look the singer, or anyone else for that matter, in the eye. He felt dirty, probably exactly how he’d made Jeordie feel all those years ago. He deserved it. He’d brought this upon himself. The difference was, he had a choice. He could leave whenever he wanted, a choice he never gave Jeordie.
As the band dispersed, Pogo couldn’t help but notice Ken hanging around. He was fiddling with his drumsticks nervously, his eyes darting around the room.
“You alright there, Kenny?”
The drummer looked up, startled. “Uh yeah, just...”
“What’s going on with you and Jeordie?”
“Nothing! Nothing at all.”
Pogo smiled. “You’re not fooling anyone. Did you guys have the hots for the same girl in high school or something? Come on, it can’t be that bad.”
“It is.” Kenny mumbled. “I fucked up and now I’m paying for it.”
“Well, if you ever need anything, I’m-“
“Oi, Kenny!” a voice interrupted. Jeordie appeared back in the rehearsal room. “Come on, I need you for something.”
The drummer cringed. He suspected it wasn’t going to be pleasant. “Sure, just a second.”
Standing up to leave, Kenny felt Pogo shove something in his hand. “My number, should you ever need it.” He smiled.
“Having a nice little chat to Pogo?” Jeordie sneered as Ken joined him in one of the tiny dressing rooms.
“I didn’t say anything. Nothing about, you know... our arrangement.”
“Damn right you didn’t. That wouldn’t end well for you, now would it?”
Kenny shook his head.
“You must need this gig real bad if you’re willing to stick around. You can leave at any time. But you know what, I couldn’t.” The bassist stood up and started slowly circling Ken, like a shark circling its prey. He may have been significantly shorter than the older man, but he was in charge. “I was a helpless teenager, and you took advantage. ”
“How many times do I need to say I’m sorry?!” Kenny exclaimed, clearly frustrated.
“It’ll never be enough. ”
Out of the corner of his eye, Ken could see Jeordie holding something behind his back.
“How does it feel, being powerless?”
The drummer didn’t answer.
“Hmm? How does it feel being fucking useless?”
Kenny felt a sharp pain as he was hit behind the knees by whatever Jeordie had been holding. It felt like some kind of bat.
He fell to the floor, only just managing to protect himself with his arms before the rest of his lanky body hit the concrete.
“W-what was...”
“Never you mind,” Jeordie interrupted. “that’s for me to know and you to find out very, very soon. ”
“What do you want?”
“I want you to suffer. ”
- 7
- 8
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