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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.

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PART 6

The next morning brought serious doubts on Marshall’s plan. He wasn’t sure what he had in mind was the right thing to do. Maybe he should leave her alone and wait to see what happened. Surely she would seek him out if she wanted to make up with him. He could only imagine what her reaction would be to his scheming. But wait, the more Marshall thought about it, the more he decided he didn’t care. So what if *she* got mad. He was mad! She didn’t exactly stop and think everything through when she started this shit. It was all her fault anyway. Opening up this can of worms like she had, she was forcing him to see it through. Maybe if she had thought about everything before hand like he was, they wouldn’t even be in this mess.

But if he was truly honest with himself, he knew he didn’t regret her bringing it up. Truth of the matter was; he was kind of glad she did. It meant that she really did have feelings for him and that was more than a pleasant surprise for him. Obviously you don’t just sleep with someone for ten years and not develop some kind of feelings for them. You would have to be pretty cold hearted in order to no care at all. Which neither of them was, so emotions like these were sure to come up sooner or later. And now that he thought about it, she’d waited ten years to tell him, that’s a long ass time. So knowing that she cared about him, enough to give him the ultimatum of having all of him or nothing at all, well that knowledge pulled at his heart in more ways than one.

He’d spent a lot of time thinking last night. To the point where his head had starting pounding and his stomach started to turn. He hated when he had to worry about shit too. Made him feel like a little bitch and that wasn’t something he was happy about. Everyone who knew him, knew one thing. He liked to be in control. It wasn’t something he had much of as a kid, so when he was able to take things into his own hands and was financially stable, he felt like he needed to be the master of his domain. Everything that affected him personally, Marshall had a say in. So what if people talked shit on that fact. Turned it around and made him look like a bad guy to the public. Was he so wrong in wanting things to go smoothly. He sure as hell wasn’t the only one who didn’t want to constantly have to watch his back and wonder what the hell was coming at him next. No, he wasn’t the first and he definitely wouldn’t be the last.

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Marshall made his way into his kitchen and grabbed his phone. After setting his plan into motion, he set about waking his daughter up. Now this was actually not as easy as it seemed. One of the many things Hailie had inherited from him was not being a morning person. As a rule, he felt like mornings should be done away with and instead you should start your day off in the afternoon. But that was just him… Hailie, like him, needed a full nights sleep and to wake up naturally on their own. If that didn’t happen…well, the saying god help you took on a whole new meaning. Hailie had reflexes that even Mike Tyson would envy and it was pivotal to ones health to protect any sensitive or private parts before attempting operation wake up.

Quietly, Marshall made his way into his daughter’s bedroom. As usual, her blankets were tossed off and bunched to the side of her. The side of her was actually the foot of the bed though, because another normal occurrence for the little blonde was turning her body sideways while sleeping. Marshall couldn’t remember a morning where his little girl had slept the whole night with her feet at the end of the bed. Taking careful vigil of where her arms and legs were located, Marshall sat as far away from them as he could.

“Hailie baby…C’mon, time to get up.”

Marshall ducked as a sleepy hand flew at his head and anticipating her next move, threw the covers further away.

“C’mon Hai! Get up for school.”

“Noooo…” Hailie whined, turning away from her father.

“Don’t make me get the water.” Marshall taunted, playing with her hair.

Hailie picked her head up and glared at him, daring him to try it. She knew for a fact if pushed to far, he would indeed get the cup of water and wake her up with it. He didn’t do it often, maybe three times in total, but she had a feeling today might make number four. Normally he would let her sleep in for a few minutes and then gradually wake her up. It was safer for both of them that way. But for some reason today was different. He was braver, deciding that one wake up call was enough and there would be no games. But Hailie was determined to get a few more minutes of sleep. Jutting out her bottom lip and making sure her eyes were round and doe like, she pulled out her secret ace. She knew he was a sucker for the booboo lip and it was a sure fire way to get what she wanted.

Marshall almost gave in to his little angel lying before him. Looking at the curly little blonde head with the small pout on her lips just about did him in. She was silently begging him to let her sleep in, miss the day of school and let her spend it with him. And she almost got him too, but he wasn’t totally blinded by her innocent little act. After all she didn’t just think of it on her own. He was *the* master of the booboo lip and while she was a close second, there was no fooling him. This time she was playing him and playing him hard.

“Put it away and get up Hailie or you’re gonna be late.”

A few mumbles and low growls later, Hailie was out of bed and picking out her outfit for the day.

“I’ll meet ya downstairs, waffles or eggs?” Marshall asked from the doorway.

“Waffles.”

He nodded and made his way down to the kitchen. After making Hailie’s breakfast he sat down with a quick cup of coffee. He really needed the caffeine today. Not even a minute later, his daughter thumped her way down the stairs and stomped into the kitchen. Silently she sat down across from him and started eating. This wasn’t anything new. In a few minutes she would get over it, but until then he was going to enjoy the silence.
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