Life Goes On

7

"Get the fuck off my girl dawg!" I hear the familiar voice say from behind me. I feel myself getting yanked off of the guy I'm dancing with.

"Marshall get the fuck off of me" I say ripping out of his hold.

"Yo what's going on here? Is this your boyfriend or something" the man I was dancing with ask me.

"What the fuck you doing touching my girl" Marshall now gets in his face.

"I don't even know this bitch, I'm getting the fuck outta here" the guy says walking out of the dance floor.

"Who the fuck was that? You already moving on that fast?" Marshall says clearly pissed.

"Excuse me? Your here with you ex that you claim was so bad to you!" I yell. How the hell is he mad at me when's he's here with his ex he promised he would never go back to.

"She happened to be here so we talked a little" he says but I feel that he's playing me right now.

"Whatever... You guys seem like you we're having a great ole time over there" I say with attitude. We silently look at each other for another moment.

"Look I gotta go..." I say walking off to look for Deja.

"Rachel let me pick you up tomorrow and we'll talk" He says looking at me with those blue eyes that I've missed so much.

"Marshall..." I say trying not to fall into his trap.

"Please" he says while looking at me with a begging look.

"You can come to my place and we'll talk in your car... no driving around" I say sternly.

"Thank you" He says now looking relieved.

"See ya tomorrow then" he says with a slight smile.

I don't respond to him. I need to find Deja I think to myself. I walk around the club until I see her at her spot at the bar talking to Proof.

"There you are" she says turning fully around to look at me.

"Where's that cute guy you were with?" She asks curiously.

"Marshall put an end to that real quick" I muter.

"That jealous asshole" she says grinning.

"Yeah he wants to talk tomorrow but honestly I'm not sure what about ... he already told me he doesn't have time for me like that" I say feeling disappointed.

"Yeah... just don't let him bring you down like you've been feeling lately...you gotta focus on yourself and do what you want, ya know?" she says and I can tell that the alcohol is talking for her.

"Yeah" I say chuckling a little. Deja is right though. I need to focus on myself more. I've been so worried about what others have been feeling that I've forgot about how I'm feeling.

We say our goodbyes to Proof and his friends and we head back to our apartment. I help Deja's drunk self get to bed safely.
I head to bed myself after taking a long hot bath thinking about what Marshall has to say tomorrow.
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I wake up to someone knocking on the door.
I look at my nightstand clock and it reads 7:23am. Who the hell is banging on my damn door at 7 in morning on a Saturday? I get up and hearing Deja groaning at the loud knocks.

"Who the fuck is that" I hear Deja groan from her room.

"I got it... go back to bed" I say to her.

I open the door and see who I was least expecting. I see Marshall grinning at me. I knew we were going to talk today but 7 in the morning? Really?

"Marshall it's 7am" I say grumpy

"Come on I gotta be at work by 8" he says pulling my hand and walking us to his car.

"It's fucking freezing" I say looking out at Michigan's cold December weather.

We get into his car and thank god the heater is on and working. We sit there for a moment waiting for one another to speak up first.

"So what did you wanna talk to me about?" I ask not making eye contact with him.

"I just feel like I need to explain myself more to why I can't be in a relationship" He says finally looking over at me.

I now look at him like he's stupid. "Marshall I don't need an explanation. We're done, it's whatever... but you coming around and acting like we're in a relationship is just making matters worse for the both of us". I say matter of factly.

"I haven't been acting like we're in a relationship" he says acting confused.

"Oh so last night just didn't happen?" I say proving him wrong.

"Oh yeah...I just like you... a lot and you know that and I just don't want to loose you or hurt you but I also want you around when I get my shit together" he says rambling.

"I can't wait around for you like that. I'm not gonna wait for you to get your rap shit together just to be in a long distance relationship... I have a life to live and I don't know if that includes you or not." I snap at him. He now looks at me knowing I'm right.

"God Marshall, I love you to death as a friend but this going any further just can't work... and I know it's going to be hard but we need to remain just friends for now" I say spitting nothing but facts to him.

"Your right... it's gonna be hard" he pauses for a long moment. "Look I got get to work so I'll see you around" he says not looking at me.

"Yeah.... Bye" I say coldly. I walk back into my apartment feeling sadness and confusion. Marshall was the one who wanted space in the first place, ever since we talked at his trailer everything has been off. I can take being friends without breaking that boundary but can Marshall?

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