Intoxicated || An Eminem Fanfiction

Chapter 8

Leila POV

-Flashback-
December 1996

"Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin, a zany act, a maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
You look insanely whack when just a fraction of my tracks run
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills..."

I laid on Tommy's bed as he played his new tape, he was excited about it because he had been following this MC at the hip hop shop for some time now.

"Lala I'm telling you, this guy is gonna be huge" He said sitting back, rolling a joint, and puffing on it.

"You say that about all of them" I giggled, chin in palm.

"No really, he wins every time, he's crazy, I've seen nothing like him" He said "Mark my words kid, he's gonna be huge trust me"

I grinned at his enthusiasm over the music and rolled my eyes "Ofcouse, I trust you"

There was a crash and a bang outside followed by screams and yelling.

Tommy leaned over to the boom box and turned it up louder.

The hearty beat and clever lyricsad the smooth velvety voice of the young MC filling the room.

I sighed and rolled on my back, staring at the ceiling.

Mom and dad were drunk again and fighting it out.

It was a common occurrence in my house.

I had a habit of slipping into my older brother, Tommy's bedroom to hide out from the chaos.

I always knew that if he was home and not out on the streets up to no good doing God knows what, he would normally be smoking and listening to his beloved rap.

He had a taste for rap music and had always been into music, he had a natural talent for it too, it was like his life force, he was always either listening to it, singing to it or talking about creating it.

I grew to love music and rap because of him.

"I'll get us out of this hell hole one day Lala, I promise you" He said and then stood, gesturing for me to stay "I'll be right back, don't move"

-end of flashback-

"So, I've got after you were a police officer you left because of the toxic masculine atmosphere, took your training officer and started up the PI company, have I missed anything?"

I snapped out of my daze as Laura sat, eyebrow raised at me.

"Nope, seems about right"

"Ok great It will be in tomorrow's paper, any name preferences?"

I thought about the corniest name I could think of and wrote it down sliding it toward her.

"Chrystal, really?" She said, eyebrow cocked.

"Absolutely" I said with a grin "Don't hate on my choice of a fake name"

"You might as well have chosen Sapphire"

I snorted "I'm currently already a gemstone"