Stay Wide Awake

2) The Talk

"So I've been taken by the great Eminem huh? What a lucky gal I am." Evelyn rolled her eyes. "I mean you probably are just a little bit intimidated by the whole rapper thing, thinking I might slap you so hard you can't even stand up straight. I won't. I'm not gonna kill you either, if I was planning on doing that I would have done it by now." Marshall said with a wicked grin.

"The possibility of you killing me isn't what I was worried about. It was you killing me and then doing something weird with my body after I was dead." "What, like skinning you and wearing you as a suit or something like that?" "Yes" Marshall began to laugh. "I'm dead serious.'' Evelyn said with a blank expression. "I know." Marshall said with the same expression.

Evelyn cleared her throat, feeling uncomfortable and just a bit creeped out by his answer. "So if you're not gonna experiment with my dead body, why am I here?" "I told you, you're one of my girls." "Again with that? I swear to god... I don't even know what that means! What are you talking about?''

"You'll just have to wait and see." Evelyn get really pissed, really fast. "You mothefu- I'm going to kill you once i get out of these cords! You will regret the day you were born once I get my hands on you! I will fuck you up so bad white boy."

"You know you should really calm down. Did I threaten you? No. Did I start cursing at you even when you were scratching me? No. So I see no reason for the sudden outburst. I didn't even wrap the extension cord around you that tight. I mean I did, but not enough to hurt you."

"You think that matters to me? You still kidnapped me" Evelyn looked away from Marshall and around the car when she got an idea. She looked over at Marshall who was gritting his teeth, but still watching the road. She rolled down the window a little and covered up the noise with a fake cough. "Help me! Somebody help me, I've been taken by a crazy man!"

"What the hell? Roll up the damn window and stop yelling!" She rolled it down even more and screamed at the top of her lungs. "HELP ME! I NEED HELP! SOME SICKO HAS ME CAPTIVE!" "Oh hell no." Marshall said pulling over and shutting off the engine. He whipped out the bottle and cloth again, pouring the fluid on the cloth. Jumping out of the car and running over to the other side, he threw the passenger door open once he reached the other side.

"Shut up you slut!" Marshall put her seat all the way back and climbed on top of her again. "Ok, I'm getting real sick of you jumping on top of me." "Well I won't have to again if you shut up, will you shut up?" Marshall was met with more yelling. "There's a psycho on top of me! And he's really heavy!" "Fine have it your way." Marshall put the cloth over Evelyn's mouth and nose once again. Evelyn went still not long after. "Man, I'm really getting sick of that." Marshall said getting off of her and shutting the passenger door behind him. Opening his door and sinking into the driver's seat, he took a deep breath, and then drove off.

Evelyn woke with her arms and legs tied to a bed. "What the fu..." Evelyn looked around the room, disoriented. Seeing a window, she got an idea. It looked like it was closed, but she figured it was worth a shot. "Help! Help me, I've been kidnapped. Help! Help me, some psycho took me from my house in the middle night!"

"Son of a bitch." Marshall took off running down the stairs. "Hey shut up!" More yelling. "I said shut up. Shut the hell up!" Marshall walked over to her. "Help m--" Her shouting was cut short by Marshall clamping his hand over her mouth.

"We went over this in the car, stop yelling. Nobody can even hear you, I'm not stupid, I had it soundproofed down here. I just hate you and you're constant noise. You got a voice on you, you know that? You can damn sure yell. But that doesn't mean you should always use it though. You should wanna stay here. After all you are one of my girls.''

"Oh yeah and about that. Tell me what on earth that means." "I not telling you unless you promise to quit screaming all the time." Evelyn huffed. "Fine I"ll stop." "You sure?" "Yes damn it now tell me why the hell I'm here." Evelyn was quickly growing irritated. "Well like I said, I chose you to be one of my girls, which means that you're mine depending on however long I plan to keep you."

Evelyn glared at him. "Ok if you could elaborate a little that would really be awesome because that told me absolutely nothing." "What I'm saying is that you are mine. Meaning you are my girlfriend for however long I plan you to be."

"Excuse the hell out of me, but I am not someone who can just be kicked to the curb like a Coke can, ok?" "What are you talking about?" Marshall said, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "You said that I would be yours depending on however long you planned to keep me. You can't just tell me to kick rocks and I'll be on my way. And I would never for all the tea in China be your girlfriend when you just took me against my will."

"So are you saying there would be a chance some other way?" "No" "So you don't think I'm hot?" "No, I mean yes, I mean no. Look, you do have very nice eyes and you're jaw line is pretty on point, and you do have really nice abs, and perfectly sculpted arms..." Evelyn trailed off realizing she was saying this all out loud. "That's not even the point of this conversation. My arms starting to hurt, so you going to untie me or what? "Fine, I guess you should see the house" Marshall untied her and they headed up the stairs.

A/N Whew! This took way longer than the first chapter. Hope you like. : )