My Best Friend Eminem, My Love Marshall Mathers

Chapter six

Chapter six

          Will drove me back to my apartment around nine, I walk into my apartment and it felt warm and cozy. I couldn't calm the overwhelming feeling that I was getting married! I plop on my couch and sighed, I found my little light at the end of my tunnel. After I force myself into comfortable clothes, there was a knock on the door, who could that be this late? I was a little hesitant to open my door. There was another knock again, I stood there in fear. I was afraid to even ask who’s there. Soon the person left, I slowly walk over to the door and opened it. There was nobody expect a letter from Mr. Bilback.

"Dear Natalia! We are very delighted you're going to be part of this project! Mr. Mathers (Eminem) explained why you rush out during auditions, it's perfectly alright. As you know we are going to be gone from a two to four month period. We will inform you if the time will be expanded. We will be filming in various parts of Detroit, Michigan, upper New York City and upper and lower parts of California, we require you to pack for both cold climate and warm. We also require you over the months to have someone send for your things over time. Our departure time will be next Saturday February 12th, at JFK airport six thirty am. We are looking forward to seeing you!

Mr. Bilback"

          Excellent! Just purely excellent! Classes end for me next week. I smiled at the letter and thought I was getting married. Will agree to make it a year engagement. I went back inside my house and cuddled under my covers and turned on the TV. Unfortunately, nothing was good on, except one interview with Eminem I found it interesting. His eyes were so blue and so purely beautiful. I put up the volume when they were talking about his dating life.

"I have three beautiful daughters at home they are my life, a lot of people see me as...an asshole basically, really cold, really mean never cracking a smile...but there is a decent guy in me, he just can't be found". I shake my head in disappointment and in somewhat anger. I tuck myself under the sheets and drifted off to sleep. I remember growing up listening to his music. I remember little by little; secretly falling in love with him. Every song he had ever written was like it was meant for me. A letter to Natalia saying, ‘you’re not alone.’

          Will he like me? Would he understand me and know I understand him? The questions rambled through my head which made me feel uneasy. I tried to shut my eyes numerous times, but the questions surprised me like an unexpected pop quiz. I turned on my back and look at my engagement ring, the moon light sparkled against the beautiful diamond. I sighed softly to myself as I felt a sense of comfort put me at ease and eventually put me to sleep.

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          The weeks pass, the time to leave grew closer and closer. I was so nervous I didn't know what to pack! What activates to bring to keep me occupied? It was nerve wrecking; I actually drink two cups of red wine to calm my nerves, and for me to drink wine like meant this was too much. Will came over thankfully the night before to pack the proper clothes for Michigan. Since Will has traveled many times before and practically everywhere; he told me what to pack. Everyone donated three large suitcases for me to bring, they were big enough to pack my entire closet I pack some winter shirts, some summer; some of everything! In the end, my drawers were empty, my closet had space, and shoe boxes were empty.

          The suit cases were seated nicely by my door. Will made dinner since packing took me hours to do. I tried to pull away to cook but once my mind is set it is set.

"So what colors do you think should be the bridesmaid’s gowns?" I ask Will.

"Hmm, well we are planning to get married next April, why not a light pink?" said Will.

"Pink? Sounds good"

          I was not interested in pink. I also don’t like coordinating colors to holidays.

“You don’t sound too interested about it” said Will. He poured warm soup into bowls.

 “What about a silver champagne color?” I suggested.

 “Mm” Will made a face, “too dark” he said.

 “Leaving the color coordinating to me, Will” I kiss his cheek. We sat down and started sipping and eating mash potatoes and tomato soup.

 “I’m going to miss you” said Will.

 “You and the family can come out to see me and I have holiday leaves” I said softly. He played with the tomato soup; pushing it over the mash potatoes.

 “You ok?” I ask.

 “Yeah, my soup is hot” he said. I grasp his hand and squeezed it slightly, he sighed as if he had something on his mind.

“Will?” I ask.

He picked his head up and gave a big smile, “I love you” he said.

I smiled back, “I love you too.”