She Was the only One

November 2000

Kira held little Bella Donna White close to her body as she pointed out her daddy on the stage. It was Sunrise, Florida at the Sunrise Theatre. He was in his signature tan dress and a dirty, messy makeup job she hated. But she had to deal with it, because it was part of the new regime. HolyWood. She almost wished she hadnt said anything to Brian at all.

Shed given birth less than 2 months ago. The christening had been interesting, with the worlds famous Anti-Christ playing Godfather. Hed been reluctant to take the job at all, but her pleas...and her pathetic state of pregnancy had got his guilt, and he aquiessed.

Little earplugs prevented damage to her babies ears as she held her daughter in the direction of her father, and even Manson seemed less angry, even with the six foot prescence of Kira there, holding a tiny baby that was the result of her marriage to his best friend. He watched as Twiggy smiled like an idiot as he threw bass picks over and over to his wife, and she caught them all. Soon her pockets were overflowing with MM stamped bass picks, which clearly said "Twiggy" on the back.

After the show, Manson teased Twiggy, "Too good for a few lines?"

"No, Kira hates it when I do drugs" He answered. He was putting his stuff away, longing to join Kira and thier daughter. He fixed his makeup, and didnt see the look off pure rage on Brians face untill his neck was caught in a viselike grip he couldnt claw off.

Manson was furious. Twiggy had never turned down drugs before, and the fact that he was doing it for Kira made some red haze in his brain pop, and he shoved Twiggys face in a mountain of coke. He held Twiggys mouth shut, and he was forced to inhale coke untill the buzz in his head became blackness, and blood covered the mirror. The bassist struggled against Mansons anger, but he was resolute, and when Jeordie finally overdosed, Manson smirked, and threw him in a limo.

"Take him to the hospital. Make sure he lives." He told the driver.


Later that night

Kira pounded on Mansons door untill he answered it naked and smiled evilly, "Yes Mrs. White?"

"Jeordie made me promise not to hurt you.....so I wont. But if you ever...and I mean...EVER..pull a stunt like this.....Ill kill the Anti-Christ. You wont have to worry about protestors, cuz Ill skin you alive and Ill start with that useless thing between your legs." She was daring him to lash out at her, and he knew it.

"Fuck off, youve been enough of a nuisence already Kira, you and your little brat. That weak, pathetic excuse for a man wont party, wont do drugs, does nothing but coo over Bella and have sex with you!" Brian seethed.

"Thats called being HAPPY Brian. You should try it sometime." She snapped, and smacked him. Hard. Then stalked off, leaving him to wonder wether he was becoming a monster who had, in an act of pure jealousy, almost killed his best friend.

Jeoride recovered, and she never left him alone again. Manson seethed through the rest of that tour.