Rookie (Eminem Fanfic)

Leaving Heaven

My new album dropped the following week. I was the highlight on all the TV shows, I was on the radio constantly. Holly had arranged for me to fly out to LA to appear on Jimmy Kimmel and to be on The Talk the next morning before flying back to New York to do The David Letterman Show. The first video of the album was debuted on MTV and had been leaked to YouTube a few days prior.

Kyra, Nevaeh, and I flew to LA and stayed at my beach house for two nights. The interview with Kimmel was generic, but he was genuinely nice and funny. We talked about the album, he mentioned my daughter, and he asked me what the fans can expect next, so I revealed that I was about to begin filming a movie. I gave a wonderful performance and was overall pleased with my appearance.

The next morning, my appearance on The Talk was a bit different. I always tell Holly that there is nothing that cannot be asked in an interview because I'm a very open and honest person. The hosts for this episode were Sara Gilbert, Sharon Osbourne, Sheryl Underwood, and Aisha Tyler. They began by congratulating me on the album which, at this point, was projected to sell over one million copies in the first week, putting me in the top ten fastest selling albums of all time. My boyfriend Eminem holds the spots in the US for #4, #6, & #7 most albums sold in first week for Marshall Mathers LP, Encore, and The Eminem Show. They introduced me and I walked out to my new single Girl On Fire.

The ladies proceeded to congratulate on my success back in the spotlight and talked about my writing process and how different this album was compared to my previous albums. Then they began speaking about the artists featured on this album and of course Marshall's name was brought up.

"So RayLynn what made you think to include Eminem on a track for this album?" Sara asked.

"I heard Recovery and I was so excited that Marshall was back from his hiatus. Somebody gave me his number, I called him up, and luckily he agreed to work with me." I honestly stated.

"And you call him Marshall. I saw your performance on the Grammys, and it was absolutely breathtaking." Sharon chimed in. "Do the two of you have that much chemistry offstage? Are you friends outside of the music?"

I gave a shy smile, "We, um, we get on really well. Our chemistry in the studio is amazing."

"How's your chemistry out of the studio?" The crowd laughed as Aisha piped up.

I giggled, "It's fine."

"Yeah?" I nodded and she continued staring at me with a smile plastered on her face, persuading me to reveal more information. "So, are you in a relationship with anybody?"

"Yes, I'm dating again."

I kept it simple as I tried to hide my grin and it was evident something was up. I didn't spell it out, but I am certain everyone caught on. I didn't want it to be a secret. I was in love with Marshall Mathers, and I wanted the world to know! The crowd chuckled a bit more when I awkwardly refused to give details and did not give a distinct "No, we are not dating!"

Sara Gilbert smiled and changed the subject. "Moving on...You are about to start work on a movie where you co-star with Mark Wahlberg and Christian Bale. Can you tell us about it?"

I explained that the movie is a true story which takes place in Boston and is about two brothers who are boxers played by Mark Wahlberg and Christian Bale. I then added that I play Mark Wahlberg's love interest.

I worried that this would somehow lead the women to ask me about the recent release of my ex-husband since he was an MMA fighter, but that did not happen. They mentioned my daughter a bit and asked how old she was now and then moved on to my performance. I was happy with how the interview went.

The next few days I did not hear from Marshall, but I was so busy with the album I did not have much time to give it any thought. The press had caught on to my interview on The Talk and there was speculation that Marshall and I were romantically involved all over the internet. I kept texting him before bed, but he never answered. If he did answer, it was a basic one-word text: Yes, No, Same. I hoped he was just preoccupied with his own work and kids, but somehow, I knew that was not the case. It was not until the end of the week that I heard from him at one in the morning.

"Hey baby." I answered sleepily as I walked out to the balcony.

"Why the fuck would you think it's a good idea to go public with us without talking to me about it first?"

His blue eyes were intense and angry, not at all the Marshall I was familiar with.

"I didn't go public with anything. I didn't even say much."

"People been calling non-stop asking for a statement, there's paparazzi outside my house!"

"Marshall, there's paps outside both our houses all the time regardless. I'm sorry you're ashamed for the world to know about us." I half-ass apologized.

"It's not that I'm ashamed of you, you know that! But I do blame you for all this heat you're bringing on me."

We fought for over an hour on the phone about how he is a secretive person and does not share his personal life with the world. I am not like that. I want my fans to know I'm in a relationship and that I'm happy. Marshall spends so much time worrying about putting on a hard persona.

"Marshall, I don't pretend to be something I'm not. With me, what you see is what you get." I said trying to end the fight. "Now if we're done here, I was trying to memorize some of these lines when you called."

"That's another thing!" He yelled at me. "You seemed to have failed to mention that your co-stars in this movie are Mark Wahlberg and Christian Bale!"

"Marshall, what the fuck? You really think I'd cheat on you?"

"It wouldn't surprise me. When the day comes that you make a fool outta me, I'm gonna wish I could just disappear from humiliation."

"Marshall, Mark is married and has a bunch of kids. You have nothing to worry about, it's just work."

"Just work, huh? You mean like when I did the song with Skylar and you gave me the silent treatment for 2 days? This is the same exact thing Ray. You're a fucking hypocrite, bitch!"

"Oh ...word? You must not know about me!" I screamed at the phone.

"Whatever, I'm going to bed. Say "hi" to Mark for me!" He hung up.

We fought on the phone until the wee hours of the morning, it was exhausting. It made no sense, we just kept going around in circles. I was desperately hurt because there was no resolution, no "I love you." He told me he was going to bed, but how could he sleep when everything was so messed up? I couldn't believe that the Marshall I loved and had planned to be with could become so nasty and mean out of nowhere.

I walked over to lean on the railing of the balcony in frustration as the sun began to rise. I was so disgusted with Marshall. It ran through my head to jump for a moment, not seriously, just out of defeat. With that, I ran to fetch my guitar and began to strum a melody I had been working on and without fully realizing, began putting my thoughts to music:

We fought until the sun rose
And I still ain't been to bed (bed, bed)
And while you got your eyes closed
The devil wakes up in my head (head, head)
He told me that you hate me
And you blame me
And you said that you wish that you were dead
So I write a little note out
Suicidal love roulette

You make me wanna
Jump off the roof
'Cause I love you to death
Just like a fool
I'd rather a coffin
Hand made for two
'Cause I love you to death
Just like a fool
Just like a fool
Just like a fool

I am a fool! I'm a fool to think I could ever be with Marshall Mathers. I'm a fool to think that I could ever make him happy forever, he has too many issues and insecurities. Honestly, I don't want to go through that ever again. I should not have to prove myself to a man constantly. I need someone who trusts me. It's fine, I'll be in Boston for a month! Marshall who?