Disclaimer: Nothing Rocky Horror is mine, it all belongs to the lovely Richard O'brien! We love you Richard!
Remember that day when all you could do was smile? Remember the day when all you could do was cry? Remember the day when you ended all your happiness and created that sadness? Remember? I do. The day had started off nice enough. It wasn't until my sweet, sweet Riff killed my friend, my Master, and my Master's creation that things started to get ugly.
We laughed. We did the Time Warp. Then the twinkle in my eyes disappeared. My laughter died.
"Why?" Was the single word I spoke. Riff got an evil look in his eyes.
"Yes, my darling. Why arn't you laughing?" He asked. There was something about the way he said it, his tone of voice, the way he looked. It just wasn't my Riff anymore.
"You sick bastard." I said softly. It was so soft I couldn't tell if I'd said it out loud or if I was only thinking it.
"You sick bastard!" I repeated, screaming. He laughed.
"No one talks to me that way, my dear." Riff said.
Then he he hit me. He was laughing as he hit me. He was fucking hitting me and laughing! He was hurting me and enjoying it.
"You bastard." I whispered snatching his lazer out of his hands. Before he could protest I kissed him. "And no one touches me like that, ever!" I said and kicked him in between the legs. A look of pain crossed his face as he knelt down to the ground. I pointed the lazer at him and shot him. Right in the heart.
I laughed. After about two minutes of laughing the laughing turned into crying. What had I done? What the fuck had I done?
