Leila POV
I fixed my lipstick in the mirror, the sound of the Effigy bathroom door opened and closed caught my attention, looking behind me in the mirror I see Stella come into view, smile plastered across her aging face, hair wavy and loose, dressed in simple blue jeans, white flowy blouse, brown leather jacket and a pair of plain white sneakers.
I was still unsure of how she and Marshall were dating.
I do know that watching their affection in passing was sickly.
She was always doing sweet little things for him like dropping off cupcakes and baked good like she was out of the little house of the prairie.
"Hey Leila" She said, nodding at me than heading into the cubicle.
"Stella" I said giving her a forced smile.
"You and Monica up to anything this weekend?"
I rolled my eyes as she spoke to me from inside the cubicle.
"Were probably going out for a drink for a friends birthday, what about you Stella? Anything exciting happening, or are you going to be stuck inside reading the dictionary?"
She laughed, even though I knew it wasn't a joke.
She then came out shortly after and started to wash her hands.
"Actually, Marshalls taking me out this weekend, and I'm pretty excited about it"
"So he's showing you around the correl, good for you"
She laughed again "You're too funny, you're so sarcastic, I love it, I can see why you and Marshall are Friends"
I snorted.
Friends?
I was sure she was stupid.
Made sense to me with why he was interested in her.
I suppose every man wanted a lap dog.
"The best of friends, like you wouldn't believe"
"Anyways, I've got to get back to work, have a great day!" She grinned at me before walking out.
I walked out and headed into Monicas office "Sorry I'm late, I stuck in traffic then got stuck making small talk with Stella in the bathroom"
She looked up at me with a half-smile.
"What?"
"I love your facial expression every time you talk about her"
"I don't have a facial expression"
"She does" I hear Laura's voice come from behind me closing he door "Hey gorgeous!"
"What are you doing here?"
"I thought I'd join you both for lunch, see what's bothering Leila for myself" Laura grinned sitting down in the vacant seat across from Monica's desk "Stellavention of you will"
"It doesn't bother me, I don't care"
"She's always like this about it," Monica said.
"Get well soon Leila"
"I'm not jealous, fuck"
"No you're right" Laura said tapping her chin "You're jealous and bitter"
I glared at her sitting down and aggressively opening my salad.
"Jealous of what exactly?" I snorted.
"That Becky next door has tamed your wild man"
"I knew it" Monca whisper yelled "I knew something was going on, he was always asking about you"
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Intoxicated || An Eminem Fanfiction
FanfictionLeila Tate is ice-cold, untouchable, and in control of everything-except Marshall Mathers. Dark, relentless, and dangerously magnetic, Marshall devours the walls she built, igniting a desire that threatens to destroy them both. Their chemistry is...
