The One and Only Marshall Mathers

Chapter Two

 Alaina,  and Whitney are not in this story, pretend they never had been  born!
HOPE you like this retarded chapter!

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After an hour, I just gave up for just a minute and wanted to go to the store.

Okay, so when I was walking toward the stores door, I tripped and fell. "Shit." I whispered and hopped over to a bench and checked my knee.

Yep. It was skinned.

My knee would sting like hell, but I can make it.

The wind was blowing like crazy right now. The air made my skinned knee hurt bad.

"Hey, why are you out here by yourself kid?'' I heard a voice come from the back of the bench.

Tha fuck?

"Is your knee hurt?" The man was wearing a white tank top, a blue jacket with the hood up where you can't see his face, a white du rag, and matching blue track(?) pants. He walked over to me and touched my hurt knee lightly. "Ouch!"I winced as he touched my knee.

"How did you skin your knee up baby?" The stranger asks me."You ask to many questions and I tripped an fell." "Sorry that I asked too many questions. I have a daughter of my own. What's your name kid?" "Why should you know?" I cross my arms and made a face.

"So I can call your-" I interrupt him with my answer. "Kailey Dawn Smith and my mom doesn't need to know I'm gone."

He looks at me. "Why? You shouldn't be out here by yourself in Michigan, let alone Detroit.  If that is where you live." He stands up and puts his tender hands on my shoulders. "You are one crazy girl to be out here alone Cuz you can get killed."

"I want to be dead, " I look at him and close my eyes and coldly breathed out, "I cut myself."

The man gave me a disappointed look and shook his head. "You shouldn't want to kill yourself.  No one should. I've been down that road before," he whispers the last part. "Why? Why? Do you do this?" The stranger drops his hands my shoulders to put them in his pockets.

I looked away from him and I stuttered out, "My mother, sh-she ab-abuses me ev-ver since my father left me. "Damn." He looks at my face and then finds out I have a bruise on my cheek.

He touched my cheek, he started to press down on the bruise and it hurt. "Still fresh," the man says, "when did this happen?" "Fifty minutes. Sixty minutes?" I was not sure because I have been away from home for a long time.

"That's bad." The man says and he sets down besides of me.

"What's your name?" I ask and he extends his hand out. "Marshall Mathers." We shake hands and then I hug him. It was a bone crushing one.

My Daddy! I finally found him!

"Why are you hugging me?" The man says when I'm crushing his bones. "Because you are my dad. I came here to meet you."

Marshall let's go, he has a surprised look on his face. "Um... I just fainted after you said that I'm your dad. I only have one daughter and her name is Hailie." I frowned. "You dont remember back in 1991 when you was dating Christina Smith, who is my mother, and she told you that she was pregnant and you left do you?"

He looks at me and starts to think. He whispers, "Christina Smith. Christina Smith. The name sounds familiar but i dont think I ever dated one." "You know, she has blond hair, blue eyes and she is tall and she kinda has a jawshaped liked your ex wife Kim's." He looks at me. "How do you know my ex-wife?" "I listen to your music."

"Do you have a picture of your mom with you to see if I can remember anything?" "Yeah. Just one sec." I reaxhed into my book bag and got out my phone. I went in photos and scrolled down and tapped on a pictire of my mom and her friend holding up bottles of beer.

I handed my dad the phone. "She is the one on the left." Dad looks at the pucture and he says, "Yeah! I remember her. That night, we was drunk and everything, and young, so we did what we was told not to. You shouldnt do what me and your mother did." "I'm only thirteen." I gave him the cold stare. "Well," he haunches his shoulders up, "it can happen to any one. Now, I'm gonna be taking you home to bandage up your knee." "Okay."

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"So," Dad says when he's done bandaging up my knee. "In a minute, I have to go and pick up Hailie from school." "Okay." "I wanna know if you can come with me, and Nate, then we can go to a restaurant. Sounds good?" "Yeah. I'm down with that."

When dad was bandaging my knee, he went over the rules with me;

◈No profanity
◈No fighting
◈Have FUN!!!!!!!

"I can probably handle two and three, but not one," I said when dad helps me down from the counter. "Well," he says when he passes me a Mtn. Dew and he opens his, "if I cant cuss, you and Hailie cant either. I don't want to be a bad influence on her...or you." I took a sip of my pop.

"I listen to you. So basically you you are." "What kind of parent let's a twelve-" "Thirteen," I corrected him. He shook his head, "Thirteen year old listen to my music?" "Well, you are Eminem, you don't care and my mom don't care. So, I listen to you." I smiled then I walked into the huge living room. "Wow. You have a nice living room." I walked around the room touching things and picking them up, "Very nice things."

Dad walks up to me, "Don't break nothing or you'll have to pay." He joked and I gave him a sarcastic laugh. "Funny," I say when I walk pass him time sit on the soft leather recliner.

"You know where you got that sarcasticness from?" Dad says and sits down on a love seat.

"No. Were?" "Me."

"My mom always said that. But I wanted to hear it from you instead. " "That's weird." I looked at him. "Yeah, now, let's pick up Hailie from school! " We get up,  walked outside, got in the car, then drove to the school house to pick up Hailie.

On the ride their, I wonder why Nate didn't go with us? "Why didn't your brother come with us?" "Who Nate?" Dad does a 'pshh' and says, "He never really comes with me to pick up my little girl. He stays home talking to this girl on the phone. Oh, when we get home, we have to change into something nice." "Oh. Okay." I noticed that it started to get hot in this car.

"Whew!" I started to pull on my tank top repeatedly to indicate that it was hot. "It's hot in hurr! Roll down the windurs!" Dad looks at me and smiles, which is really rare to see someone like him to do that, "Ya know what this reminds me off?" "What?" I really didn't know.

"Nelly 'Hot In Hurr!"

"Oh god. " I grab the bridge of my nose. "I hate that song!" "So! I don't care. I'm gonna listen to it... And you can't tell me what to do, I can play it because It's my car!" He turned on the radio and sure enough

NELLY HOT IN HURR WAS ON!!!!!!!!!!!! (Nothing against Nelly, I love him but I hate that Song!)

I tried to cover my ears up but then he turned the radio up more and he started to sing to it. "Ahhhhh! Help me! There is a man singing and it is terrible!" I scream out of the window when we are close to the school.

"Its gettin hot in hurr. So take off all your clothes off." He sings and then imatates the girl voice, "Its getting so hot in here. I just wanna take my clothes off!" I busted out laughing then he turns the radio off when we made it to the school.

FINALLY!

"We will just wait." Dad says and he leans his seat back and rests his hands under his head. "What you mean 'We'll just wait?" "The last bell hasn't rang yet. So, we have to wait." "Jesus." "I know. He died for our sins." "I know thaat!"

It was a minute when the bell had just rang. I saw a girl with blond hair and beautiful blue eyes walk out of the school house. The little girl looked just like her mother, you can't see dad in her. Then the girl, who I assume is Hailie,  walks into the backseat of the car. "Who is this, Daddy?" The little girl says in the most beautiful nine year old voice ever.

"I will tell you when we go to a restaurant tonight." He fixes his seat and he drove us home.

Small cliffhanger
                                              
  Ha ha! *eminems laugh is cute!!!*