Walk on Water | Eminem Fan Fiction

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[TW: Miscarriage, Depression, Grief 18+]

marshall pov
a few weeks later 

it had been a few weeks since the miscarriage happened. and ever since that night, nothing had really been making much sense. it felt very unreal, and both avery and myself were in a constant state of emptiness.

"g'dammit.." I said as I sat back, allowing my annoyance to take over. I sighed, running my hands over my face before staring off at nothing. "hey marshall, you good?" denaun asked, cautiously unknown to what was happening.

I nodded, "yeah, i'm good" I answered, dismissing his question. ryan let out a small sigh, "dude we know you better than that, what's goin' on marshall?" he deadpanned before silence a long silence lingered between the three of us.

I let out a frustrated sigh, "avery had a miscarriage" I deadpanned. denaun quickly furrowed his eyebrows, "avery was pregnant?" he asked. I nodded before pursing my lips, "she was almost ten weeks along" I said. 

"why didn't y'all tell anyone?" ryan asked. I shrugged before looking down, allowing the brim of my hat to cover most of my face. "we were just.. surprised and in our own little bubble of bliss and wanted to keep it to yourselves for as long as possible"

I cleared my throat, "we told the girls, as soon as we knew everything was okay" I said, my voice cracking. "do they know, avery miscarried..?" denaun asked cautiously. I shook my head and anxiously chewed at my lip.

"all three of them were just as excited as we were to find out, but I just don't have the heart to tell them right now" I said, before we all went silent. ryan cleared his throat, "do they know why the miscarriage happened..?"

I took a deep breath, trying to keep it together. "they called it placenta insufficiency. her body still wasn't fully healed from the accident which caused the placenta to have developmental issues"

"I mean, avery and I had never talked about children. even after all the open, heart to heart talks we had she still never brought it up. I figured maybe she didn't want children, or couldn't.. and was ashamed to tell me"

"and, even though we didn't plan on her getting pregnant we also didn't really use anything to prevent it either" I said as I shrugged. "dude, you can't be thinking with your dick like that. you can't be out there just raw dogging her.."

"did you at least get her checked?" ryan asked. I pressed my tongue to my cheek, "c'mon man, she's not a dog. and i'm damn near fourty eight years old.. I know good and well how a baby is made and all the diseases that are out there.."

denaun cleared his throat, "how's avery been doin' since..?" he asked. I sighed, "to be honest, not great. i'm worried about depression and anxiety. she refuses to eat or get out of bed.. and it hurts me more than anything to hear that she blames herself for this"

denaun let out a deep sigh, "go home and be with avery, marshall. there is no reason why you should even be in this studio right now. you both lost that child... y'all are grieving immensely. so go home and be with her" 

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I opened the door to the apartment, to nothing but the sound of the tv. I made my way into the bedroom before letting out a sigh, seeing both samantha and avery sleeping in bed. "samantha" I called out, unforgiving.

she jolted out of her sleep, "fuck, you scared me.." she said as she clenched her chest. "you were supposed to get avery out of bed, take her outside, make sure she ate something" I said before walking to her side of the bed. 

"I tried, she fought me and punched me in the tit.. " samantha said as she stumbled, half awake out of the bedroom. I sighed, running my hands over my face. "hey sweetheart.." I said as I sat on the edge of the bed. 

"how about we get you to the living room, and have some breakfast?" I asked, gently wrapping her limbs around my body, carrying her out of the bedroom. she sighed heavily, before letting her body meld into mine and resting her head on my shoulder.

"oh, sweet girl.." I said as I rubbed my hand on her back, soothing her. I gently set her down on the couch, but it wasn't long before tears brimmed her eyes. I quickly looked down, allowing the brim of my hat to cover my eyes.

I needed to keep it together, for avery.

"marshall, my chest physically hurts from the pain" she deadpanned as tears freely fell. I nodded before pulling her into me as tight as I could. "why would god gives us a baby, just to take it away from us..?" she asked, as my heart shattered.

I tried holding my own set of tears back, knowing I just simply didn't have an answer. "avery james, you know that baby has the best guardian angel up there right? that baby is with his uncle deshaun.. but I promise you he will always know who his mama is"