Savage Love || An Eminem Fanfiction

Chapter 108

Marshall POV

"Bitches really be out here with degrees crying over a guy with only a birth certificate" I snorted, flicking through social media as I waited for Blair to get ready for the beach.

"I cried over you once remember, technically you only had a birth certificate"

"Baby, damn, why are you coming for me?"
I groan "I am a certified rap God, of the school of hip hop, ain't none of these guys have a house full of accolades and awards like mine"

She laughs and I continue to watch her, clad in probably the smallest bikini I've ever seen.

"Where the fuck you get that piece of string?"

"Nicki sent it to me as a wedding gift- honeymoon gift rather" She grinned, plinking up a card and filling it at me.

I open it and started to read.

Mama,

Once upon a time, there lived a real bad bitch.

The fuckin' end.

Congratulations baby girl, wishing you all the love and happiness in the world that I expect Marshall to give you.

Xx

Nicki

"I didn't get no gift"

"You want a thong bikini?" She said with a smirk.

"No, but why is everyone giving you a separate extra gift on top of the wedding gifts? I got married too"

"Probably because I essentially just sold my soul to you and now have to put up with your cranky ass for the rest of our lives" She grinned and pulled her extra sunglasses on her head placing them on her face then did. Vogue pose "Don't you just LOVE these? Elton gave them to me, they're from his collection"

I rolled my eyes.

"When the fuck am I cranky?"

All I got was a congratulations "you dirty old perve".

"Well, you haven't seen the gift from Jamira and Curtis yet" Blair smirked "I am certain they had the state of your heart in mind"

I reached forward snatching the gift bag only to have it snatched out of my hands.

"SHOW ME, WOMAN"

"Oh, I'll show you but not yet, I want to.go check out the private beach and I need you alive for that"

"Okay"

Who was I to argue at that point, I now had an urge to snatch the bag back and lock myself in the bathroom and look, trusting Fiftys joint effort in it it would probably have me on my knees later, potentially ready to give her whatever she wanted.

Blair swung a towel over her shoulder, bare thong-clad cheeks turning to face me.

And not comparing, but I've certainly had my share of beautiful women, but I was definitely certain that I had hit the jackpot, and the best thing?

This beautiful woman was married to me, with no chance of ever escaping.

Did I say escape?

I mean leaving.

I chuckle to myself, snapping back to reality realising I was following behind Blair the whole time, bumping into her when she turned around to face me.

"What are you laughing about?"

"Nothing"

She squinted at me before whipping around and stopping at the sun lounges, taking in the view of the private beach.

"This is where I belong"

"On a private island with me on our honeymoon?"

She snorted and looked back at me pulling her sunglasses on top of her head "If that's what's going to help you keep at night"

I roll my eyes, dropping on the double sun lounger next to her "Yeah bitch, you forget how you got here"

She giggled, dropping her demeanour as she lazily laid down on the lounge, turning towards me "Of course with you is where I belong, you grumpy as shit old man"

I lay back, head on my arms closing my eyes "I know"

I feel Blair move on the sun lounger next to me and feel her stare me down.

"So everything been such a rush, we finally have a moment to relax, without you brushing my cervix that is" I hear her say, letting out a coy giggle "I appropriate you handled all the music choices for the wedding and as always, you were on point, but I have to ask, Why the song Take Me To Church?"

I open my eyes and turn my head, eyes coming into contact with Blair's curious ones.

"There's a meaning behind the song that I relate to, my love for you that is, you're gonna think it's corny as fuck" I say, turning my body to face hers while I rest my hand on her hip "Its the one song I've ever heard that I feel depict our relationship perfectly"

"You are many things in my eyes, obnoxious, obsessive, talented, patient, passionate, a great father, an amazing lover but corny? That's one thing you aren't" Blair said with a grin sitting up shuffling her body closer to mine "I don't think that it's corny at all Marshall, it's very sweet, and I loved that you chose that song"

"Good, because you don't realise it but you changed my life, on so many levels" I said, tracing my fingers over her hip.

"You keep telling me that," She said with a playful grin and an eye roll "I find it hard to believe I could change the life of a literal multi-millionaire with a successful career who's already surrounded by many people that clearly love him"

"And that's exactly why I have to keep reminding your unobservant ass" I snort "How in the fuck you spot a groupie from 90 miles away but you can't see how much just meetin' you has changed my life is beyond me"

"And you may keep reminding me for the rest of our lives together" She giggled laying down still facing me, then going silent and thoughtful.

"I do love this, you know, you and me, alone, away from Detroit, pretending that your fame doesn't exist, pretending that I don't have to share you with millions all over the world over,  that you're just Plain Marshall and not the celebrated rapper Eminem"

"Aw baby you know I'm only yours"

She snorts with a smirk "Tell your fans that, I dare you"

I rolled my eyes, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear "They know their place... Well most of them... And technically you're the first public relationship I've had since the 2000s... and I kinda said id never gonna get married again... so they're still learnin' boundaries I guess..."

"They saw pictures of me with a ring on... It was neither confirmed nor denied" She said with a raised eyebrow.

"I..." I said pulling an uncomfortable face "Would stay off social media a few days, someone blabbed accidentally and took pictures"

"Are they mad?"

I needed to change the direction of the conversation, I didn't want to dampen the atmosphere with talk of emotions that couldn't be helped, I didn't want her to feel bad about it either.

That's when I remembered the day that was planned.

"You know how it is" I shrug nonchalantly "Hey so, tomorrow I planned a day at the spa for you, I seen they had these dope mid baths and shit, thought you would love it", they got a package fit for you, Mrs Majesty"

"I do love a good bath" She grinned at me relaxing back "Mud or whatever, you know I'm down babe"

I breathed an internal sigh of relief as I laid back, smiling back at her, watching as her eyes fluttered closed and she placed her sunglasses back on, slipping back into the comfort of the sun lounge.

Crisis averted and Honeymoon saved, for now.

You're truly a master of all, Marshall.