Page 20 of Twisted Diaries of a Monster Groupie
Dear Diary,
He calls me his princess. Tonight, I’ll show him, I am.
XOXO – Roxy
The night of the movie premiere buzzed with the kind of electric energy that was fitting for a Frank-n-creation of his caliber. Although caught amid chaos and danger, the short getaway to his home in LA was at least a break from looking over his shoulder all the time, expecting Donnie to be around ready to chop him into little pieces.
Tonight was Acid’s night, and he was going to enjoy it, despite the dangers surrounding him and his punk princess.
The red carpet outside the theater was a Who’s Who of Hollywood celebrities, strutting their best fashion looks under a sea of flashing cameras. Monster fans crowded the streets, and reporters scrambled for a glimpse of the top stars, all waiting for the green ghoul himself to arrive. It was a far cry from the quiet nights Roxy and Acid had spent in her garage, crafting their grotesque creations. Tonight, they were stepping into a world where Acid Green was a monster icon, and fans fell at his feet.
He tugged at his pristine black suit jacket as he stepped outside the limousine taking it all in. He then graciously helped his scream queen from the car. The roar from the crowd was deafening and the smirk that lined his lips was a true sign this was his element. He looked sharp, playing the part of the dashing lead actor. And she,the mystery woman who would surely have the paparazzi asking questions. They would soon find she was the daughter of his own creator, andthe horror community would be turned upside down.
Beside him, Roxy was a vision of punk beauty, draped in a sleek, spaghetti-strapped wiggle dress that hugged her figure to perfection with spikes that covered the breast cups and shimmered under the flashing lights. Her usual punk rock aesthetic was dialed back just enough to blend in, but she still exuded her signature edge with the amazing dress loaned to her by none other than Frankie fashion designer Kiki Devine, just for the occasion.
To her surprise, Acid’s body was tense at her side. “Are you okay?”
“I hate these things sometimes. I feel like a freak with all the eyes on me,” Acid muttered, tugging at his collar. His eyes darted between the press and the fans; tension covered by his typical smooth, pearly-white smile.
“You should be used to the spotlight, movie star.”
“Trust me, you never get used to being a sideshow freak. I like acting, not being a public spectacle. I guess that’s the price I have to pay for fame, right? At least I have a beautiful girl on my arm tonight to make it less painful. I usually do these gigs alone. So long as the cops don’t arrest me for having a human girl as a date, I’ll be fine.”
Roxy looped her arm through his, glancing toward the entrance of the theater. “Well, lucky for you, I already thought of that.”
“What’s in that pretty head of yours, princess?”
“You’ll see. Come on, let’s go blow their minds.”
With that, they stepped onto the red carpet, the roar of the crowd sending shivers over the couple by the sheer magnitude of the excitement in the air. Acid managed a grin, waving to the fans, while Roxy held onto his arm, her eyes scanning the crowd with amusement. To anyone else, they looked like the perfect power couple, and Roxy was ready to make sure it was known far and wide that they were.
“Acid, who’s your date?” one reporter asked.
He froze, unsure what to say, but his girl had it all under control. She stepped forward, showing off her dress to the cameras with a cheeky grin, cuddling to his arm. “Roxy Malone.”
“Malone? Like the famous mad scientist?”
“As a matter offact, he’s my father. Acid thought it would be only fitting to invite me to his latest premiere in his honor.”
As she said it, cameras flashed and chatter from the reporters was almost too much to handle. Even so, she took it like a pro, flashing a charming smile and smooshing up the cameras.
“Who are you wearing, Ms. Malone?”
“Kiki Devine. She’s a dear friend of Acid’s and I am thrilled to wear her collection. Isn’t it to die for? Tonight is truly all about the monsters and this dress says everything they stand for. From the fashion to monster fabulous icons, I’m delighted to be here, with my… man, ” she leaned in, pressing her finger to his chin to encourage a kiss.
Hesitantly, he wondered if this was a good idea, but he didn’t protest. How could he deny this woman in front of the whole world? Certainly not after the risk she’d just put herself in by admitting who she was. In fact, he pulled her close, giving her one of his best toe-curling kisses, right for the world to see.
As gasp waved across the crowd, he smiled onto her lips. “You’re naughty, you know that?”
“Only for you, greenie.”
He nodded as he pulled her from the reporters to take a few extra shots in front of the step-and-repeat wall. As the cameras flashed, they could hear the chatter of excitement, and he knew they’d just become the newest rage in hot celebrity couple gossip. They were surely going to be all the buzz across social media and the world by morning, and Acid was eating it up. Even better, Donnie wouldn’t dare come near them while the world was watching… he hoped.
“Great job, babe. You pulled it off. No one is going to arrest me for dating you now. If they did, every fan in the world would protest, and the feds don’t want any more attention drawn to me than they already have.”
“Now you just might have to admit I’m your girl.”
“Let’s not rush it. Acid Green doesn’t do relationships.”
“Keep telling yourself that, big boy.” She giggled.
Soon, they made their way into the theater where posters of Acid’s face adorned the décor. The scent of popcorn mixed with spiking anticipation lingered in the air. After everything they’d been through, this was a rare moment where they could live in the moment without the threat of Donnie and his goons on the tail. Carl was showing signs he was a better agent too by managing to keep the heat off them, at least for one night.
Inside, the theater was dimly lit, and they found their seats in a VIP section among the energy of the crowd. As the lights dimmed and the movie began, Acid finally started to relax.
Roxy leaned in, whispering in his ear. “You nervous?”
“I put a lot into this project and it’s a lot more personal than my last films. I want it to be just right. Trust me, you’re going to love it.”
As the film rolled, he watched her eyes light up.
“It’s about Daddy? It’s not just a regular movie… This is… a protest. You didn’t want my dad arrested at all, did you?”
“Of course not. He gave me life, Roxy. One I didn’t have before. He could have just let me die, but he gave me a second chance.” He pointed to the screen. “It was time I told his story.”
Watching himself on the screen a new sense of pride surged. He wasn’t just surviving anymore. He was thriving. Dr. Malone gave him a gift he could never repay. In his living body, he was a nobody, struggling to even make ends meet. Like Roxy, he was thought of as a freak and a weirdo growing up. His home life wasnonexistent, raised in foster care after his brother’s accident, and discarded by the system as soon as he aged out. Now, he was a star.
Halfway through the film, his hand brushed against hers, letting his finger trace the side of her hand. The touch was brief, but it sent a jolt through him he couldn’t explain. They froze for a second, their eyes reflecting the light from the screen. Without thinking, Acid leaned in, his lips grazing hers in a soft yet needy kiss.
Something about that kiss was different, and when he pulled back and looked into her eyes, he knew it. He couldn’t keep holding back. His monster spirit needed its mate and when he muttered against his lips, “I love you,” everything in him meant it.
Roxy blinked in shock, her heart racing. Could he have said the words she’d been longing to hear since the day she first saw his first film? She pulled back slightly, looking at him with a mix of surprise as her expression softened. “You.. love me?”
He nodded, unable to say more. He wanted to hear her say it, but she turned back to the screen, looking as if she was fighting back tears. He knew. She was too afraid to say she loved him too because she’d all but forgotten what it felt like to do so. He just rested back in his seat, taking her hand to give her the tender moment she needed while watching the actor on stage portray her father’s legacy.
When the film ended, the theater erupted into applause shaking the rafters. It was ahit, and he’d show the world through film what a truly kind man Dr. Malone was. Even at the sacrifice of everyone knowing what Acid had done to make it all happen, the people cheered.
“He was just trying to save your life.”
“Yes, baby. He had his demons, but life was precious to him. I may never know why he saved me, but he did, and I’ll be forever grateful for the life he gave me. If not, I wouldn’t have met you.”
The movie’s extended end was nothing short of a beautiful representation of life. Each flashing image was that of the many monsters her father created, along with the remaining happy families reunited with loved ones they thought they’d lost. They weren’t monsters at all. They were living breathing souls with a second lease on life.
Soon chants could be heard across the theater, “Free Doc Malone! Free Doc Malone! Free Doc Malone!...”
Roxy’s hand gripped her chest as tears flowed. “They’re chanting my dad’s name.”
When everyone turned to her and started clapping, a sense of pride welled up inside. She knew this was the beginning of helping free her father from his prison cell. People would recognize Frankie creations as real people once and for all.
Acid stood with pride, but his thoughts were on her. He glanced at Roxy, who was now clapping along with the rest in his honor. He didn’t need her cheers… He needed her heart.
As the credits rolled, they slipped out of their seats. Dodging the press, they found themselves in a private area for the actors to gather for drinks before the after-party later that night. Acid’s agent, Carl, was waiting for them looking oddly cheerful for someone who had recently been reanimated. Had anyone looked at him they wouldn’t even know he was a monster creation, too.
“Hey, kid! You killed it out there!” Carl clapped a hand on Acid’s back, his wide grin a little too manic for comfort. “Don’t forget the after-party at my place. It’s gonna be wild after the announcement that Roxy is the doctor’s daughter. You made waves tonight. My phone is blowing up already for interviews and guest appearances.”
Roxy raised a brow. “You sure you can handle this, Carl? Do I need to tweak your chip?”
The cubby agent let out alaugh. “Are you kidding, doll face? I’m a new man, thanks to you two. I feel better than ever, and I have new clients asking for me right and left. Business is booming. I’m still a little miffed that Acid choked the life out of me. But eh , let bygones be bygones, I say.”
“We’ll see you at the party then,” Acid said, steering Roxy away from the agent before he could say more. “We should get out of here.”
She nodded, her eyes flicking to the projector room at the far end of the hall. A mischievous smile tugged at her lips. “I’ve got an idea.”
Before he could ask, she grabbed his hand, pulling him down the narrow hallway. They slipped into the projector room, and she quickly locked the door behind her with a naughty giggle. The room was dark, lit only by the movie previews from the upcoming second playing of the film in the theater below. All she cared about at the moment was seeing her big green heartthrob naked and raring to go.
Roxy leaned against the wall, her heart still pounding from the adrenaline of the night. Seeing the mischief in her eyes, Acid stepped closer, resting his hands on her hips. His eyes caught the faint glow from the projector, and she could see he was just as turned on as she was, more so.
Without a word, his lips found hers, devouring them like she was his last meal. “Damn, girl. You have no idea what you do to me.”
The kiss deepened, and when Acid bumped into the table nearby, the projectors made the movie previews flash off and a white screen illuminated. There the lover’s images danced in shadows on the screen. It wasn’t long before thestaff was banging on the door to get in to stop it, but Acid just pushed a chair to the door to block it, ignoring their yells.
From the gasps and cheers in the nearby room, he was ready and willing to give his fans more than what they paid for. “Shall we give them a show, princess?”
When she pulled him closer, across the table in front of the projector, he knew she wanted to show them all who she belonged to.
“Naughty girl,” he hummed, pushing her dress over her hips. He knew the audience would know it was his shadow reflected. He was unmistakable with his large frame and muscle physique. Did he care? Not in the slightest. Let them see… Let them all see.
He reached for the projector, starting his film. Soon the yells from outside the door went away and they were free to be who they were, bathed in total mayhem.
As he slipped his cock free from his nicely pressed slacks, he took no time at all to be inside her, casting a large and dramatic display for the audience. Lucky for him his films were always adult-rated, and when his shadow blended with the opening clips of worldwide chaos and terror, it only made the movie all the more exciting for those in attendance. To them, it was part of the second viewing of the show. To him, it was everything he needed. And the way Roxy purred in his ear, she needed this, too.
It was something out of a dark romance, their figures entwined in a silhouette of desire and danger. The world outside melted away as they moved together, their lovemaking shadowed in the light of the movie they had just watched moments before.
When he came hard inside her, he thought the world stopped for a moment. Roxy whimpered through her orgasm, and he smiled against the swell of her pert breast. “That’s it, princess. Let it go.”
As her lusty whimper fell to overwhelming tears of emotions, he moved from the shadow of the projector and lay her spent body on the floor before joining her. Neither of them spoke for a time while their breathing was still heavy in the air.
Acid ran a hand through his hair, staring up at the ceiling. “I never thought I’d feel this way.”
Roxy’s hooded eyes turned to look at him. “What way?”
“Like I have a future. You know? You, me, your mom, Hank... even Carl and the others. It’s weird, but it feels like I belong somewhere for the first time.” He hesitated, glancing back at her. “With you.”
She didn’t say anything, but her legs intertwined with his and wrapped her arms around his waist just to ground herself in the moment. She didn’t need to say it, but her heart pushed her to finally admit, “I love you, too.”
A slow smile curled his lips as he whispered, “Mate.”
As they lay there in the lighting of the projector, they both knew something had changed. What had started as a strange passing by mistake, a monster and his creator had grown into something neither of them had expected. It was messy and complicated but it felt right.