Marilyn
Chapter One
The first time he saw Her he knew She was the ONE, although he was full aware of just how clichéd that sounded. He was loitering in his usual spot at the local club- in the hallway between the various rooms, leaning against the wall across from the cloakroom nursing a sickly red pint of snakebite and black. He always claimed he liked that spot because he could greet his friends as soon as they arrived. But, the truth was that he just wanted to escape the awful taste of the other DJs, why the club continued to employ them he didn’t know. The club had always been more about being seen that the music any but there had to be standards. When She arrived, one DJ was playing his third Marilyn Manson song of the night, whilst the cyber room was emitting the most distressing noises. Onyx winced but couldn’t take his gaze from Her.
She was tall and very thin, black and blue dreads piled high on her head above the most amazing face he’d since in a long time. Very few women can achieve the intricate eye make-up that was always so popular in the scene, but She pulled it off with grace. She wore a floor-length poodle fur coat and dominatrix boots. Onyx stared at her determined to memorize this moment. She saw him watching her and flashed him the most dazzling smile before turning away. His heart leapt, and then promptly crashed to the ground when her escort round the corner.
Xristofer. Barely over five foot, 50 pounds over weight and dressed in the same vampire gear he’d worn for the past 5 years, he ran the local scene or at least he thought he did. He was known to hate Onyxs DJing style and spent inordinate amounts of time abusing his name to anyone who would listen. Xristofer took Her arm and lead her towards the cloakroom, removing his cowboy hat with his free hand. Onyx snorted as the club lights glinted of Xristofer’s scalp. The man had dyed his remaining hair a ludicrous red colour. People might question Onyx’s own choice of hairstyle but at least he had hair to style.
Onyx watched Her remove Her coat to reveal a leather mini-skirt and corset, both with blue cyber accents, worn over fishnets on both arms and legs. She moved like a dancer, not a hint of a totter as she walked on Her 5” heels. As they passed him, she flashed him that amazing smile once more before She disappeared into the Vampire Room. No doubt, Xristofer would be showing of his little prize.
Onyx knocked back the last of sugary pint and nearly chocked on it when Kitty suddenly appear beside him.
“Soooooooooooooooo…………” she purred. “What do you think of Marilyn? Hmmmmmmm?” she was wearing a leopard print cat suit and a set of fluffy ears in her cropped white hair.
Onyx glanced at her as she put her arms around his neck and then stared into space. “Who?” he asked, thinking more about his need for another pint that the girl next to him.
“Who?! The girl you were just drooling over of course.” Onyx looked at her sharply. “Its true Onyx, I have nothing better to do with my life than watch you…”
“I need another drink.” Onyx set off towards the nearest bar, which was in the Industrial Graveyard so the music shouldn’t be too awful. Ahhh old NIN, that wasn’t too bad. Kitty hadn’t let go of him yet.
“So you want to know the story? Hmmmmmm?”
“Your going to tell me anyway, I know what your like when you have gossip to spread” Onyx detached her long enough to get his wallet out of his combats and ordered two pints of snakebite and black. He handed her a drink, downed half of his in one go and then gestured towards a quiet corner.
“Oohhh trying to get me into a dark corner?”
Onyx gave her a world-weary look, “Do you ever stop?”
“Uuummmmmmm….. No! Well anyway, I’ll get you into bed soon enough.” Onyx turned and studied the rivetheads on the dance floor. “Ok, Marilyn. No last name as yet, she came down from… somewhere in North, middle of no-where sort of place…” he wished she’d stop waving her hands as she talked, she was spilling snakebite everywhere, “Only child, her rents are rich, give her everything she wants, she’s at the University apparently. I bet she’s an arts student. She meet Xris through the net, though I'd bet my soul it wasn’t his own photo he was using as an avatar. She’s been in the net scene for a long time apparently, went out to Leeds and all that occasionally, don’t know how she’s gonna settle in here. The guys are clearly drooling over her already,” she looked pointedly at Onyx, who didn’t respond, “but frankly some of the clique girls are gonna do their best to make her feel unwelcome. Ahhh the joys of the goth scene.” She looked up at Onyx again before taking a sip of her drink. “bla! In the name of Isis, Onyx, how can you drink this stuff? You should be bouncing off the walls with the amount of sugar in that……… You ok?”
Onyx looked down at her, and managed a smile, “Yeah I’m just… I don’t know… not really into it tonight. Hmmm. Tell you what, you wanna go to the Vampire Room and dance ‘til we fall over?”
Kitty bounced up and down and grabbed him by the arm to drag him from the room.
He only saw Her once more that night, dancing like an angel to ‘Red Right Hand’; she danced in the old-school goth way, languid hands and exaggerated steps. She caught his eye and smiling She twirled around before arching backwards Her hands inscribing delicate patterns in the air.
He went home with Kitty and a few friends that night, drinking and watching obscure and badly dubbed manga films until they all passed out in his living room in the early house of the morning. He sat on the sofa with his arms around his puppy Sabre staring at the static on the television and he was sure the next morning that he was still awake when he saw Her dancing in the static like it was snow.
FORWARD
