Status: it's a story about how a plan can turn to hell but re appear as something beautiful, my original idea was a story about a small weekend in the forest cabin... its almost like a starter story if i like it enough, this will be my first ever story so.... im sorry ^_^" but then my idea grew and now its

Coma Black

Gimmie a break!

My eyes glanced down at the small clock in the corner of my laptop, the clock read 2:15 am, jeez how long have i been awake?
my eyelids grew heavier by the second and i was contemplating on closing the laptop down and just crashing on this uncomfortable sofa for the night, but i quickly decided against it when i saw an add for a cabin in a small forest for rent. I thought about it for a few minutes before clicking on the small advert, i loved the forest! It was always so fairytale out in the woodlands, but those feelings never stayed when you're in the city...
I stared blankly at an image of a small wood-sy cabin surrounded by green trees and plants, i wasn't taking in anything from it, i was just thinking about the feeling of being somewhere 'fresh' and 'peaceful'.
Although my thoughts were beginning to cave in on me, i managed to stir myself away from them i simply just saved the page as a book mark and hoped i would return to the site tomorrow.
i set the heavy laptop down underneath the couch and plopped my head on a cushion which was almost falling off the black leather seat. i coiled up and pulled my coat over me and i reminded myself of the last few moments of the Anti-Christ Superstar tour, of how Marilyn looked whilst he was preforming. His long lacy hair lashing at his back as he whipped his head back and for in synchronised timing with the drums beat. His mouth would spread across his face in the most tedious of smiles or the most dreaded frown. He was either a dream or a nightmare. The way he made me smile with every small gesture he did to me, whether it be on stage or not made me want to bounce up and down like a teenage girl.
I couldn't help but let a smile form on my face and my cheeks burned up a little. Was i really blushing at the thought of-of 'The Anti-Christ'?.
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I heard my door un-latch and it creaking open, my eyes darted open and i propped my self up, who the heck was coming in my house?! At this time!? I reached for my cell which was conveniently on the corner of my coffee table (living room table), oh, it was 8:57 am. Was this an actual lay-in? No one to disturb me from my rest? I quickly came back to my senses and remembered that there was an intruder!
I tried to get up off the leather couch, quickly, but failed. I was achy all over, sleeping on leather sofas always sucked. i heard heavy foot steps hitting the wooden floors of my home, in an instant i whipped myself around only to be greeted by the man himself, Marilyn. "Hi-uh" i managed to say as i rubbed the lingering sleep out of my eyes in an attempt to wake myself up, completely.

He looked at me, irritably and then replied, "Hey, how's your night?".
I can't remember a time when he actually asked me how i was, well it was close enough to that! "Late as hell man, on the couch" i said, trying to make conversation, "what brings you here?" i ask before he could even react to what i had previously said.
"Oh-Uhm, I'm not actually certain but the guys are busy so... y'know i figured I'd visit twiggs." he gave a reassuring smile. I smiled back politely, but the thought dwelled in my head, was i his second choice? "What if i were busy too?" i asked, trying to sound teasingly.
"I know you're never busy, Twiggy" he answered snidely, he must've noticed my reaction, my eyes fell to the floor, was he implying i have no other friends or something? He quickly added "You come alive at midnight, Twigs".
"Nice save" I laughed, that was true to an extent. I reached for my laptop, whilst on my way to grab it from underneath the black leather couch, I remembered the advertisement that I had saved from last night, I opened it up and bit my lip, I knew what I wanted to for the next few days.
"Hey can I show you something?" I questioned Marilyn as he dropped himself next to me on the couch/sofa next to me. "Sure" he said turning his attention to me, instead of the screen. I was bouncing around like an excited child, I opened up the tab, the cabin for rent and pointed at it.

He stared back at me, disapprovingly. "What is this?" he said, glancing at me then the the dusty screen, "It's a cabin, duh! Should we all go?" I asked, I had now stopped bouncing around.
"Why the hell would we go there?" he asked, a hint of disgust in his deep voice, even though he was shooting down my dream vacation, I still secretly loved the sound of his voice, even in disgust.
"Because" I started, "I think we should all go on a sort of vacation, like away from the city, any ways I thought you liked the forest as much as I did?" I turned the tables on him.
"Yeah-but, will the other guys want to?" he quickly replied, turning his head so that his long silky hair fell over his shoulders and caressed his slender frame.
"Well, I can always ask them, couldn't I?" I wasn't sure why but I think my voice cracked. He turned and drew his attention towards my eyes again, "Well, you could do that" he said in one of his 'I-don't-give-a-fuck' voices.
"Oh come on! If the guys say they will come, will you come?" I asked, staring him in the eye, the look of hope in my eyes must've been enough for him to agree, "I- well-" he protested, "i can't say 'no' when you look at me god dammit" he said and laughed, his deep laugh sent a shiver down my spine.

He stood up and looked over me, i gently pushed the screen down and returned the laptop to its place under my couch, his tall frame towering over me as i stood up, by this time i was giggling and pulling him to my room, if only it were for all the other reasons flying through my mind. Unfortunately, i just needed to change my clothes.

I held my arms up and he pulled the baby pink dress up and over my head, he then tossed it onto a small pile of mess, there were plenty of mess piles in my room, i quickly forced myself into some leather pants and i threw a plain red shirt over my shoulders and pulled it down my chest, i slipped my feet into some half laced, dust combat boots.

Marilyn and i then flew down the stairs, grabbing my phone on the way out, we headed down the street, i decided i didn't need to adjust my hair, i have dreads, its like they're supposed to look messy ha! I didn't know where we were headed, and i don't think he did either, but we kept on strolling down the dusty stretch of road until we saw civilisation.
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