My Best Friend Eminem, My Love Marshall Mathers

Chapter eight

Chapter eight

          The scene was perfect through and through. At the end of the day I was Natalia again.

 "Umm, Natalia?" ask Eminem.

 "Um yes?" I questioned,

"Where did you uhh...Umm where did you learn to be that strong and that responsive?" he asked. I honestly don't know how to answer that.

 "Just pure instinct, I guess" I answer softly. His blue eyes glistened for a moment. "Do you need a ride home?" he asked.

 I smiled, "I can walk, it's not far" I said.

 "It's raining, Talia" he said. I kindly expected his offer.

          The car ride home was extremely awkward. I did my best to stare out the window at all times. Then I noticed there was no rain in fact there was any clouds in the sky.

"It's not raining" I said.

 "I know keep looking out you'll see what I mean" he said. I look out in the darken windows and notice young ladies; my age sailing themselves on the streets. I closed my eyes for a moment and turned my head to the road.

 "Oh" I muttered.

          He rubbed the back of my neck, "it's ok...I just figured you need to know you're not home anymore and I know it's a scary place" said Em.

 "I'm not afraid" I said seriously.

 Em, chuckled to himself it was then I realized what I said, I burst out giggling to myself. I wanted to talk to him so badly but I had no idea what questions to ask, or how to start off a conversation to talk to him. I glared out the window to see a girl being dragged into the alley way. I closed my eyes and look away.

"Try not to look" he said. I took a sharp inhale and let it out with anger. We arrived at my apartment,

 "Would you like to come up for coffee?" I ask. He chuckled,

 "Nahh I promised my girls I would video chat them, some other time" he said. I completely understand and said good night to him. It wasn't until I got upstairs that I realized you only ask people up for coffee if you’re dating them.

 "I'm so stupid" I muttered while opening the door.

          I changed into my PJs and pondered in the hotel room. I wasn't sure what to do. I sat on the couch and channel flipping. The channels were so confusing; it took me awhile to find the channel I wanted. As I watch my shows I began wondering about my home, I miss my parents and I miss Will. I started becoming depressed and sank slowly into a madding stage. I turned off the TV and soothed myself to sleep by rubbing my arms.

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          A new day had come, I rose from my bed and slip into my robe, the sun was shining brightly which gave me an uprising attitude. I tied my hair in a ponytail and wash my face. I had my music blasting through the apartment.

I then realized what I said last night to Em. I pound my hand against my face in embarrassment. I dig through my suitcase to find Capri sweatpants and tank top and dress quickly so I can eat breakfast. After fussing around with my hair I ate a bowl of cereal that the hotel kindly provided me. I walk down the three flights of stairs and to the studio. Not many people were there expect for Mr. Bilback and some producers. “Good morning, Talia!” said Mr. Bilback. “Good morning” I said “you’re an hour early dear” he said. “I know but, I really want to make this good so I figured I can read my script” I said.

“Oh we have a hard worker!” one of the producers said. I smiled and bit my lower lip. “Very well, Natalia” said Mr. Bilback. He handed me the script and I walk to the dressing room. I pace the room back and forth studying the lines. As I study them, I put my attitude in it. The scene was about Amelia and Em’s character discussing…sleeping arrangements? My heart suddenly drop and I became uneasy.

As I pace one last time I bump into Em, “Oh good morning, Em” I said. Our faces connected and the moment became intense. “Uhh, good morning, Talia” said Em. He separated himself from me. I smiled unconditionally, “I hope you slept well, last night I can’t sleep in strange places” said Em. “Somewhat, I felt uneasy last night” I muttered. He smiled slightly at me. “You’re smiling?” I questioned. His smile disappeared, “Yeah” he cleared his throat and walk past me. I felt a little bit more embarrassed; I made a promise not to talk to him no more.

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“So Derek you’ll sleep in one bed? I’ll sleep another?” ask Amelia. (My heart race uncontrollably it was nearly impossible to control). “Sure, Amelia” said Derek. (Em came close to my face for the good night kiss as he came closer, I felt his warm breathe on my skin, his touch of his soft hands if he would’ve kiss me...it would’ve been impossible to stay conscious). “CUT!” shouted Mr. Bilback, Em pulled away from my face fast and took numerous deep breathes. “Talia, you got to stop shaking” said Mr. Bilback. I didn’t pay any attention seeing Em, sweat drew me closer to ask him if he was ok. “Um yes” I muttered.

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Eventually we got through the sense and his lips…were…amazing. Maybe because Will never kiss me like that before. I went into Em’s dressing room; he was rubbing the back of his head as if he had a headache. “Em?” I ask, his head pop up and he had a very faint grin on. “Hey” he whispered. A rush of chills ran my back, “Um do you need a ride home? I got a car and I can drive you” I said. “Oh no, I’ll be alright go home Natalia” said Em. I smiled pleasantly. “You sure?” I ask. “I’ll be fine, Talia". “Ok, see you tomorrow” I said. “See you, Talia” he said without emotion. My heart sank slightly.