Stay Wide Awake

3) The House

As they walked up the stairs Marshall said, "And don't try to run either, I'm too fast for you." Evelyn cocked an eyebrow. "You don't know that." "You know what? Fine. Run." "What?" "You heard me. Go ahead. Run. If you can outrun me, you can go." "Ok, alright. Bye Mr. Mathers. It wasn't nice knowin ya." With that, she was off.

Marshall thought he would even give a her a few seconds head start. He counted to five in his head and took off running. Evelyn looked behind her, he was already quickly gaining on her. "Damn it." She picked up speed, causing Marshall to do the same. "He sure has a hell of a lot of stairs." she thought to herself.

Just as she was about to emerge into the light of the first level of his home, Marshall caught her off guard and grabbed her from behind. "Motherfu-- LET ME GO!" she shouted. "Nope, I caught you so now you have to stay." "Fine, just put me down!" Marshall put her down and they both caught their breath.

"Jesus. They should call you The Flash instead of Eminem." Marshall laughed. "Told you I could beat you" "Yeah, yeah." Now show me your creepy house. Marshall headed up the stairwell in front of Evelyn.

They can out in a hall way, and Marshall led her to his living room. The room had one big stone wall one side, a fireplace at the bottom. On the mantel were pictures of him with his daughters, pictures of just him, ones with Dre, ones with 50, and ones with the rest of D-12, and ones with him and Proof.

The pictures made Evelyn think of something. "You have kids, where are they?" Marshall replied, "Alaina and Hailie are at college, and Whitney is having an extended stay at Kim's." Evelyn said under her breath, "The fucker has kids but is still doing weird shit like taking innocent girls."

"What was that?" Marshall cocked his head to one side and raised a brow. "Oh you heard me, you freak." Evelyn spat. She looked around the rest of the huge room. There was a big fluffy black couch and two equally fluffy matching chairs on either side, facing a large flat screen television.

The room led over to the kitchen which contained a breakfast bar with high stools and a medium sized table in the middle of the room. There was a big sliver refrigerator, with matching oven and microwave. There were large cabinets and drawers which Evelyn had no clue of the contents. She was just wandering, and walked back out to the living room.

"You done exploring? Can I show you your room now?" Marshall spoke up. She rolled her eyes, "Fine." She said it a bit harsher than intended, but it wasn't like she really cared. They headed upstairs to a long, huge hallway. Marshall motioned with his arm to the room all the way at the end of the right side of the hall way. "That's the bathroom, right there." He then started to list off the rooms in order going, left from there. "That's Whitney's room, Hailie's room, Alaina's room, and that right there is my room. Your room is this one right here."

He pointed to the room to the left of his. "Right next to him. Great. Well as close as we can be, since all these room have big ass spaces in between because they're so freakin ginormous." As she was thinking all this to herself she was interrupted by Marshall. "Well? Don't you wanna maybe, oh I don't know, go inside?"

"Don't make me smack you. I'm really not in the mood right now." Evelyn snapped, still irritated her room was next to his. She walked towards the door and turned the knob. There was a big king sized bed in the center of the room, and on the right side there was a huge white dresser with a flower pattern that matched the bed, and had lots of drawers and a big mirror.

On the left side of the powder blue room, there was a giant walk-in closet. Evelyn opened it to see it was bare. "Hold up. I just thought of something. I don't have any clothes." she said remembering she was bare foot and still in her red silk nightie with black lace trimming. "And that's where I come in. I'm taking you shopping. I mean I can't actually go in the the store with you, for obvious reasons of course. "

Evelyn started to laugh. "I don't have any money. I got body snatched, remember?" Marshall narrowed his eyes at the words "body snatched". "I know that. I'm gonna give you a credit card." "Again, with what money on it? You do know how those things work right?" Marshall was getting frustrated. "My money, dumbass! I'm gonna give you a card and put my money on it!"

Evelyn lost it. She started cracking up saying, "I didn't know you would have hissy fit like that. I just wanted to hear you say it." Clutching her sides that were aching from laughter, she collapsed on to the huge bed with its baby soft 100% cotton pillows and sheets. Marshall just looked at her and said, "You're so lucky I don't hit women." and walked out of the room.