Chapter 15

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Twiggy's POV

I finally rushed out of the elevator and proceeded down the road towards the bar. Ivory just said "the bar down the road". Oh thanks a name would've been helpful. I continue to walk for a few minutes and come up on a small dive bar. I look all around me and it is the only neon sign that would indicate a bar around. I head inside and I immediately spot the bartender. I rush up to him and ask "Did a man by the name of Marilyn Manson come in here just now? Tall, pale, long black hair, nude-colored corset, knee-high combat boots?" He stares at me for a few seconds, confused, and finally says "Uh yeah. I think he just stumbled into the restroom. It's uh right through there." He points to my right and I walk into the appropriate restroom. I look around for a second, then realize I'm standing in something sticky. What the fuck? I look down and almost faint at the horror before my eyes. I was standing in a pool of...blood. Marilyn is collapsed on the ground, throat slit, his eyes barely open, I fall to my knees and shake him, not knowing what to do, and trying to get him to stay awake. Who knows how long he could have been like this? Bleeding out doesn't take very long. "SOMEONE HELP PLEASE CALL 911" I scream. The bartender busts into the restroom "I've called 911, they're on their way. Wait what the fuck!" "Just please, get out. And thank you." I say, looking up at the bartender. "J..jeordie?" I hear Marilyn barely wheeze out. "Shh shh. Save your energy." I say, kissing his cheek. I've already wrapped a towel around his neck to try and slow the bleeding, and I finally hear sirens close by. Thank fucking Satan. Soon the paramedics rush in and push me back. tending to Brian. They lift him up on a stretcher and wheel him out of the bar. I stay back a second, mesmerized by the pool of blood he was just laying in. Did..did I cause that..? I run out of the bar and up to the ambulance."Sir? Sir! We noticed you were the only one with him when we arrived. Are you family? You can only ride with him to the hospital if you are family." a paramedic hurriedly asked me. "I'm his boyfriend!" I yell, growing more and more worried. "Oh okay hop in" We all hop in the ambulance and they speed off to the hospital. I grab Marilyn's hand and he squeezes mine, just barely. "Hang on, please Brian. Please." I beg. "You..you..ch..cheated." He glares sideways at me and I sigh. Even in the absolute worst of times he remembers his grudges. I remove my hand. "We'll talk about this later when you're better."

At the hospital

The paramedics rush him to the back and I go up to the front desk. The only nurse that remained at the station smiled at me and asked "Are you with the man that just came in?" "Yes I'm his boyfriend." I say,not even taking the time to care what she may think. She hands me a clipboard with a packet rather harshly. Yeah, I figured as much. I finally finish filling out the paperwork and take it back up to the desk. I didn't really know the answers to a lot of the questions. Such as "Is the paitient allergic to any medications? If so, please write them here." I had absolutely no clue. Anyway, I try to hand the nurse the completed paperwork and she completely ignores my gesture. I lean over the counter and drop the clipboard directly on the counter in front of her and go sit down. This cannot be happening. I didn't even cheat! If he would have juswt let me explain, none of this would have happened. He overreacted, like he does to almost everything, but this time he took it too far. Please God, Satan, whatever the fuck, don't let "You..you..ch..cheated" be his last words to me. I need him to stay alive. His parents need him to stay alive. SHIT. His parents. Sh..should I call them? ... I decide to go ahead and call the rest of the band first and then let his parents know. I'm sure Phoenix could explain it better to them. I call and let them know what has happened and after a few minutes of constant "What the fuck?" we finally hang up and they're on their way. I stand up when I eventually hear platform boots hitting the ground. "Oh Twiggy!" Phoenix grabs me in a giant, bone-crushing hug and wipes off my cheeks. I didn't even know I'd been crying. "He'll be okay." ,Phoenix says, "You know he never lets anything stop him." I weakly smile and we all wait for any news in agonizing silence.

Later

I see a doctor walk out of the double doors and my hopes fly to the ceiling, then drop lower than the 8th pit of hell when he continues to walk right past us. This has been happening for over 2 hours now. I see another doctor come out, but this time I don't even bother to look. That is, until he's standing right in front of me repeating "Sir? Sir?" over and over. "Uh yes?" I eventually stammer out. "You are his partner, yes? I cannot reveal any information to anyone that is not family or a spouse." "Um yes" I say. "Are you married? Can I please see the ring?" Jeez this doctor is nosy. Is he..flirting with me? Nahhh. I show him the ring Brian got me at an antique shop one day and act as if it is my wedding band. With a slighly dissapointed?look on his face, the doctor proceeds to tell me Brian's condition. "Brian lost almost a pint of blood, so we needed to do a blood transfusion. Fortunately, his cut was not to deep, so we only had to use stiches. 35, in total. He also suffered a slight concussion from the fall. We gave him some pain medication to help with his head and neck, but he is still awake if you and your friends would like to see him. One at a time though, he is very weak." I go ahead and follow the doctor to Brian's room. I'll come back out and tell the others the news later. I stop at his doorway and gaze at the battered, broken man laying in a hospital bed before me. I sit in the chair beside the bed and he turns his head as much as he can, which is not very much at all, and winces. "Hey." he says weakly. "Hi." "I'm better now. I guess. Can we talk about everything?" he says, slightly reaching for my hand. I take his hand and stand up, so he can get a better view of me talking. "Marilyn, this whole entire ordeal was just a huge fucking misunderstanding. " "I didn't misunderstand anything Twiggy, I saw you kissing Phoenix and it didn't seem to me that you were going to stop." I sigh and start to pace back and forth. "Marilyn we were playing Truth or Dare! Ginger dared me to kiss Phoenix for real and I did but that was the only reason I did. For a fucking dare." I put my hands on my hips and he looks away. So, I continue. "And how about you, huh? I hate to yell at you when you're laying here like this but I have too. The second, THE SECOND you see me kissing Phoenix you yell for Ivory and run off with her before even attempting to let me explain. You were going to fuck her like there was no tomorrow just to get back at me for a fucking kiss!" I say with my voice raised, stuttering some words since I'm crying again. Marilyn grabs my hand softly. "Jeordie, I'm..I'm so sorry. I should not have reacted the way I did, but you of all people know my temper. Not that that is an excuse. I should have-" He doesn't get the chance to finish because I interrupt him. "And what about this..? You were going to leave me permanently?" "Jeordie, I-" "Don't leave me Brian please I couldn't bear it please please please-" This time Brian cuts me off. "Baby, shh. I'm better now and I'm not going anywhere. But I need to get something straight about why I did this. I was the one who pulled away from Ivory. She didn't pull away from me. I did this -he points to his neck- because I thought I didn't deserve someone as perfect as you anymore. I thought what I did, and what I almost did, were the worst things a person could do to someone as fragile and big-hearted as you. Jeordie Osbourne White I want you to know that I am eternally sorry, now and forever, and I beg your forgiveness from the bottom of my cold, black heart. Please do me the honor of granting me your precious forgiveness." He finishes with a cough. I start to sob and kiss all over his face and hands as gently as I can. He smiles that million-dollor smile. "Yes Brian, I forgive you. I..I love you so much." "Thank you so much Jeordie. I love you too. Now and forever."

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