Sidelines | By : zznightdreamerzz Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Eminem/Marshall Mathers Views: 3243 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Eminem (Marshall Mathers). I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
PART 4
Proof walked into Marshall’s living room and looked around. He wasn’t really expecting him to be in there, but hell it was a day for surprises. He knew Hailie was across the street at the neighbors so the only other place he could be was down in the studio. Opening the door to Marshall’s haven, he yelled down the stairs.
“Yo Vanilla Ice, you down there?”
“No bitch, and don’t call me that shit.” Marshall said behind him.
Proof turned to face his friend with a smile on his face. Noticing the grim expression he wore, Proof smacked his back and walked into the kitchen. The two sat down on opposite sides of the small table after grabbing a beer each and just looked at each other. Proof didn’t know what to say to his friend and Marshall was in one of his prissy moods, so he wasn’t helping any.
“So whatcha gonna do Marsh?”
“I dunno. I’m so fucking confused. If I let her in and give her what she wants, then shit is gonna change. I fucking hate change man! You know that shit. And how the hell am I gonna explain it to Hailie?”
“Just like you did every other time you started dating someone. She knows you and Kim aint together. She likes you guys better apart anyway. So she’ll…”
“She said that shit?” Marshall cut in.
“Well, she said she likes it better now than when you guys fought all the time.”
“When the hell did she say that?”
“Couple weeks ago.”
“What the fuck? Am I the only one who don’t know when shit goes down?” Marshall asked, sitting back in his chair and throwing his hands up.
“Yea, I think so.” Proof deadpanned.
“Dawg quit getten on my fucking nerves and help me figure out what to do.”
“I say you call her, tell her you’re sorry for whatever fucked up shit you said, cause I know you did, and then tell her you wanna be her man.”
“She aint gonna just take me back after this shit.”
“So then you beg.”
“What am I, a bitch? What the fuck do I need to beg for?” Marsh questioned with a frown.
Proof shook his head at Marshall’s stupidity. “If you ever want ass from her again, you besta call that girl up and tell her how much you love her.”
“Ok ok.” Marshall said, reaching for the phone.
Proof sat back in his chair and took a long swig from his beer. He didn’t know what had happened between Marshall and Alex, but he was sure it wasn’t pretty. Both of them had tempers, though Marshall’s outweighed Alex’s any day. He could only imagine the shit that was said between them. He’d known for a long time that Alex was in love with the blonde rapper. It had been about a week before Hailie’s fourth birthday party that he found out.
Marshall was supposed to meet Alex at a little hotel they frequented, but Kim had started giving him a hard time and he couldn’t get away. So he’d called Proof up real quick on a sneak and told him to go get Alex and take her home. Being the great friend he was; Proof went to the hotel. Sometimes he wished he would have given Marsh a hard time. When he showed up instead of Marshall, Alex threw a fit. At first she screamed at him, threw everything she could and totally trashed the room. Then she broke down and cried. She didn’t stop for almost an hour and all throughout her cry fest she told Proof her feelings for her absent lover. After she calmed down, she made him swear he would never tell Marshall. Alex said she knew he wouldn’t return her feelings and she didn’t want him to be awkward around her. So again Proof agreed and promised not to tell his best friend that his mistress was in love with him.
Now, all he wanted to know was when the fuck his life became a soap opera.
Proof snapped out of his day dream as soon as he heard Marshall start to speak into the phone.
“Alex baby, I just wanna…”
*Click*
Marshall stared at the phone in his hand for a minute before looking up at Proof who was silently tipping his chair back.
“She just fucking hung up on me.” He said, in a measured tone.
“Did you expect her not to?”
“Proof man, shut the fuck up. You are really starting to piss me off!”
Proof just chuckled and let his chair slowly back down to the ground.
“So call her again.”
“So she can hang up on me again? Hell no!”
“Whatever then.” He said, tipping his chair back again.
After a moment…“Aight, I’ll call again. Just stop doing that shit to my chair fucker. If that shit breaks you’re buying me a whole new set.”
“Yea right.”
“I aint playing, you’re gon…Alex, don’t hang…”
*click*
“Up…” Marshall finished. “What the fuck man? She did it again.”
“Thought she might.”
“Get out of my fucking house fool. You’ve pissed me off enough tonight.”
“I’ma leave, but listen man. Keep calling her, leave her messages, send flowers, kiss her fucking ass man. Just do what you gotta do to get her back, cuz you aint gonna find another one like her.”
“Captain fucking obvious over here ladies and gentlemen.” Marshall said sarcastically, looking around the room at his imagined audience.
“Whatever, just do it faggot.” Proof said as he made his way out.
“Easy for you to say, you’re a lil bitch!” Marshall called after him as he picked the phone up again and hit re-dial.
“AlexI’mreallysor…” Marshall rushed.
*click*
“Fuck!”
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