Smells Like Children (Maniggy: Marilyn Manson x Twiggy Ramirez)

Chapter 20

Twiggy's POV

My head starts to hurt. Really badly. Everything is such a blur. I should get up for school. I start to hear a beeping sound. I slowly open my eyes to see a white light shine in my eyes.

"Fuck," I mumble. I try to lift my arm to shield my face but I feel as if my arm is being weighed down. I feel weak. "H-hello?" I call out.

"Jeordie?" it's Daisy. He rushes to me and sits beside me on the bed. I look around and I start to get scared. What the hell happened?!

"What-why is there a needle in my arm taking my blood? Why am I here?" I start to tear up. This is my worst nightmare. I know why I'm here. I'm asking because I can't believe it.

"Jeordie, y-you- I found you on the bathroom floor. It was devastating, I'll say. I was so scared, I had to call an ambulance. Your mom is out eating and the others will come after school."

"Why did you call an ambulance?!" I yell out.

"I needed to!" his face turns into a sad and concerned one. "I was scared."

"Scott?" he looks up from his lap and gives me a weak smile. He fiddles with the end of his shirt.

"I had a friend, his name was Brad. He had a nickname too. Just like the rest of us. He was Gidget Gein." He shakes his head slowly and chuckles lightly. He looks as if he's about to cry. "He was addicted to a lot of drugs. He overdosed and went to the hospital. We were all worried about him so much. We try to help, and we thought our helping was working. It wasnt. He overdosed again. We all were mad and concerned. We had a whole speech for him when he returned from the hospital. He didnt return. He-he died." He starts to choke up on his words. "I didn't want that to happen to you too, Jeordie." I then hear someone running down the hall. Daisy stands up. He walks to the door to open and see what's going on. Right when he opens it Marilyn barges in pushing Daisy aside. Where has he been all fucking week? He now decides to show up? He kneels on the ground next to my bed. He looks over at me with a face filled with depression.

"Jeordie," he says and tries to push my dreads behind my ear. Before he can i move my head, barely. I can barely move, I feel weak.

"What?" I say on the verge of tears. "What do you want?!" I yell. He has caused me too much pain. Way too much. He's the reason why I did this. He pushed me way too far. Now he comes, expecting me to act like nothing has ever happened. Like he didnt cheat on me, that he didnt go out with Jennifer, that he didnt fucking kill me inside! "Well?!"

"I'm sorry. I-what made you do this? Tell me?" Before I can answer, like I was going to anyway, my mom comes in. I start to smile. She hasn't stepped one foot out of the house in so long.

"Mom!"

"Excuse me," she tells Brian. He moves out of the way. "Why were you yelling?" I look over to Marilyn and he bows his head in shame.

"I-I'll go back to school. I'll see you around, Jeordie?" I frown at him and he leaves.

"I'll give you guys a minute," Daisy says and walks out to the waiting area.

"Jeordie Osborne White. You tell me what happened, I mean tell the truth too. She says. Now that's how a mother should act. Not laze around and drink booze. I smile at her parenting. Her pissed look causes me to spill everything. To each little detail as well. She keeps an emotionless face throughout the entire thing.

"And that's it, that's what has been happening." I whisper. I look at my hands. I play with my wristband. My mother places her hands over mine. I look up to see her in tears.

"Oh, honey. I can't believe it. I am a bad parent. I just can't believe it." She says. She shakes her head slowly. "My son got raped and didn't tell me?" she starts to cry harder. She places her hands over her eyes. "Jeordie, my son." She rubs her eyes and takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to be an actual mother. I've spent so much time just thinking about your dad. And now, you're leaving to college soon, I don't know what to do."

"I love you, mom."

"I love you too, Jeordie." She runs her hand across my hair and smiles sweetly. "I saw your friends in the waiting room. I'll let you be with them now. I'll go see about your checkout." She says and smiles. I nod and she walks out. After a few moments Pogo, Daisy, and Ginger come into my room. They give me a sympathetic smile.

"How are you?" Pogo asks patting my shoulder. I shrug. They sit on my bed and glance around.

"Marilyn is still waiting for you, he wanted to talk to you privately." Ginger says. I roll my eyes. That fucker can just wait all he wants, I'm not speaking to him.

"Whatever." I mumble.

"Get some rest, Twiggy. We'll be back tomorrow morning." Daisy says. My mom walks in along with the nurse.

"So, you get to checkout next Monday. We want to monitor you for a while to see how you're doing. Your mother is going to keep a closer eye on you. I recommended a therapist to your mom. Perhaps you can have some nice visits." She says and smiles. "Oh, also look through this." The nurse gives me a pamphlet on 'Addiction & Teens: A Way Out' with a corny photo of a teenager smiling. I try my hardest not to roll my eyes. Instead, I fake smile at her concern for my 'addiction to drugs'. She nods and walks off.

"Well, see ya tomorrow." Pogo says. With that they leave. My mom takes a seat next to me. She looks exhausted, but she smiles through it.

"Are you tired?" I ask.

"Don't worry about me, honey."

"Go home mom. Come tomorrow after a good night's sleep. I'll be here for like a week." I grumble the last part. Hey, at least school will be over less than a month. She sighs and nods.

"You'll be fine?" I nod. "Alright." She kisses my forehead. "Goodnight, Jeordie."

"Goodnight, mom."

"See you tomorrow." She walks to the door. She turns and smiles at me before turning off the light and exiting. I close my eyes and just think, think about nothing. Just relaxing. I hear the door creak open.

"Mom, I said you don't have to stay here." I say without opening my eyes.

"It's Brian."

"What?" I ask in a bitchy tone. I open my eyes and look at him. "What could you possibly want to say to hurt me further."

"Jut give me a second. I want to-to say some things." I look at him. I make out his face in the darkness. Some of his long hair covers his face. I see his eyes are red and puffy, on top of that he has bags under them like he hasn't been sleeping at all. He looks in pain. Oh, how I hate you and your ways of letting me fall for you.

"Go ahead."

"You're probably wondering a lot."

"Hmm maybe I do want to know why you cheated, got together with her, and left for a week." I say sarcastically. He sighs and kneels down next to me.

"Okay, she-she offered beer when I was out getting drinks for us. I said yes. She then told me she found better beer in a room upstairs. So, I believed her. The room did have a pack up there. We drank the entire pack. We got drunk and....and did it." I shake my head recalling the event. "Now, the way I got together with her. Right when you left I was going to run after you. I really was, I swear. But, she told me that you cheated on me with her. I was stupid enough to believe her. I wanted you to feel how you hurt me by dating her." He looks at me for my response but I just keep an emotionless face. "Lastly, I haven't been to school because I'm embarrassed. I'm embarrassed because she broke up with me. I've been thinking about you, Jeordie. I love you. I love you a lot. I found out this past week of skipping school that I need you in my life to function." I feel my eyes water but I hold back my tears.

"Get out, Brian. Please. Please, Brian." I squeak out before I cry. He silently gets up and walks out.

The problem is that I still love him too.