Intoxicated || An Eminem Fanfiction

Chapter 39

Leila POV

"Trick said they've found her and she's bring dropped at rehabilitation clinic"

"I don't know why he's bothering, I've told him not to waste his time"

"Because we all know how much you still love her Lala" Alec says with a sigh, sitting next to me "Marshall told me what she said to you, you know she didn't mean it right? Drug addicts are just vindictive, also it's not true"

I stared down into my cup of coffee, it has been an overwhelming 24 hours.

Between my mother turning up and Marshall kissing me suddenly unprovoked and ripping old wounds open I was emotionally exhausted.

The expression of Marshalls before he kissed me burnt into my mind.

I got up and left before he woke because I wasn't ready to face him and pretend like it didn't affect me.

It affected me so much that my body somehow transported back to being a giddy 21-year-old, whose heartbeat hard and her hands were sweaty.

"Lala, you're zonin' out, you sure you're okay?"

I look at him, wanting to talk, to spew my feelings of confusion like some teenage girl on spring break, but I couldn't, he would ask too many questions.

All of which I wasn't ready to face or elaborate on with answers.

"Not really, I just need time and sleep, I didn't really sleep last night"

Alec sat back in the chair giving me an amused glance "Rap God keep you awake huh?"

"We slept separately, get over yourself"

"You snuck out though"

"How the hell do you know when I left?"

Alec snorts "He may have said you were gone when he got up, and said to check on you"

I frowned and stood "He needs to mind his damn business and not gossip like he's on an episode of golden girls"

"You can't be pissed at him for caring Leila, it's not how that fucking works and you know it, what's up with you?"

I shake my head "I'm sorry, I'm just taking it out on you"

"It's ok, I understand, just remember that we care ok?" Alec said quietly, standing up next to me.

I nod again, wrapping my hand around his tall frame as he enjoyed me in a hug then walking to my bedroom, laying down.

I huffed, tossing and turning.

Yes, I was irrationally angry at him.

How fucking dare he.

How dare he what Leila?

Kiss you?

Not read your mind?

Act like someone that overdosed and doesn't remember literally anything?

I grabbed my dog tag.

Sitting up I look at the clock, it was still early in the afternoon.

Monica would still be in the office.

I get up, get dressed and make my way over to see her, maybe it will shake me out of my self-loathing for the moment.

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Walking down the corridor leaving Monica's office, heading towards the entrance of Effigy feeling lucky that I haven't had a run-in with the man himself.