Through The Storm (Eminem Fan Fiction)

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Val POV

There was an awkward silence for a bit as Marshall drove us through the streets of Detroit. My daughters were with Laney, so I knew they were in good hands. It eased my mind that Laney knew I was out with her uncle tonight. It meant a lot that she obviously supported Marshall and I getting to know each other better and she enjoyed my daughters.

I started getting nervous with overwhelming thoughts. Was I a good mom? Should I even be out on a date tonight? Was it too soon? Maybe I was jumping the gun with starting a new relationship and I should just stay concentrating on bettering my life as well as my children's. He was Marshall Mathers, and I was just little old me. I could never compete with all those other women who follow him around and are willing to do things sexually that I had never even heard of.

I had been excited all day and when Marshall showed up at my apartment, I had butterflies in my belly. It felt right. I knew Marshall would do his best to make me feel comfortable tonight. That's the type of man he was.

Marshall always acted so nice and fun-loving when he was with me, but I've listened to his music. I knew there was another side to him lurking, and I didn't want to meet the Real Slim Shady anytime soon. My fear is that we are both catching feelings too quickly and we should continue to take things slow. We can't become overly involved just yet. Then I glance over at him in the driver's seat, and he looks so sexy. His cologne bathed the atmosphere. I wanted to break the nervous silence, so I decided to talk about a subject that puts me at ease. My daughters.

"Cassaundra was so cute this morning. She got Bella dressed all by herself while I was making breakfast. I didn't even ask her to. She's been so resilient through all of this."

"That's awesome baby. I'm glad she helps you out."

"We're all so much happier now. We don't walk on eggshells anymore."

The nervousness came back when Marshall took my hand in his to give it a squeeze, then brought it up to his lips to place a kiss. I felt small around him sometimes, but that wasn't his fault. He was Marshall Mathers, and he could have any woman he wants. Why had he gone to such great lengths to spend his evening with me? And why does he seem to care so much about all my pathetic problems?

Marshall POV

When I pulled into the arena and Val realized we would be having a dinner cruise on a boat, she was elated. I held her little hand in mine to step onboard and thanked the staff that would be attending to us tonight. No other guests were on the cruise, only Valentina and me. There was a secluded table in a corner by a window for us to relax, get our grub on, and continue to get to know each other better. It was perfect.

"Have you ever been on one of these before?" I asked as I took a gulp from my Red Bull that I had requested to be waiting upon arrival.

"No, I've only been in Detroit for three years, and I haven't really gotten around to sightsee. I moved here with Jarred because he got some job, but that didn't work out. I think the real reason was to further seclude me from the little bit of family and friends I have." She sipped her water daintily. "I was on a cruise once right after college though. Right before I found out I was pregnant with Cassaundra."

I didn't know either of those things. That she had gone to college or that she wasn't from this area. I just took it for granted that Val had grown up here in Detroit.

"Where are you from originally?"

"Florida!" She beamed.

"Florida? Oh shit, so how do you feel about living in the D?"

"It's ok." She unfolded her napkin and spread it across her lap. "I just miss living near the beach. And the heat."

"Not used to Detroit winters, huh? How come you didn't move back home when you got divorced? Not that I want you to or anything." I made a quick save.

"That's a loaded question." She dodged it right as a waiter approached our table.

"Get something expensive." I told her and we both ordered a steak.

That made sense that Val went to college. She was educated, refined. She was well-spoken and carried herself with respect. That's what made her standout to me. Valentina was different. Why was a chick like that here with me? She could probably be out right now with a distinguished banker or a lawyer, but she said "yes" to the rapper. That's it, she must be insane.

After dinner, Val excused herself to the restroom to freshen up before I took her to the top deck so we could get a proper view of the night sky surrounding us. We were still inside the cabin, so we were warm, but we were now on the upper level which had an incredible view. I opened the door for her and crept into the dark room which had windows surrounding us to view the stars over the water.

"Oh Marshall, this is amazing!" Val stepped closer to the glass.

Valentina looked so beautiful and bright in that moment. She was glowing and I couldn't help but lean in to kiss her. I pulled her closer to me and felt her body tense up.

I lightly spoke in almost a whisper, "Don't be afraid of me baby." Kiss. "I won't hurt you; I promise."

"I know." She whispered back with her eyes closed and I ran my thumb over her lips.

When Val opened her eyes to meet my gaze, she leaned forward to connect her lips with mine again and wrapped her arms around my neck. I held one hand on her back to deepen the kiss while the other one lazily made its way down her side. Val shivered a bit as I ran my fingertips over her ribs and back up to her chest. My tongue massaged hers and she tasted so sweet. I loved how she held my face in her hands to kiss me. I could tell she was excited when her breathing picked up and I growled into her mouth in the heat of my own arousal.

I looked straight in Val's eyes to watch her reaction as I slid her sweater down her shoulders and cupped both her tits over her shirt to slowly squeeze her, and then lightly encircled her nipples with my thumbs. I hoped I wasn't taking this too far, but my dick was about to bust when Val closed her eyes to moan in pleasure. I wanted her so bad! How I longed to continue touching her and feel how much she wanted me too. I kissed Val's sexy mouth and moved my hands to her back to press her body against my own again.

I held onto Valentina in the moonlight, stroking her hair and her face. Every time I looked in her eyes, it did something to me.

"If you want to quit seeing me, tell me now, cuz you're driving me fucking crazy, girl."

Val smiled as she seemed flattered, "I don't want to stop seeing you, Marshall. I like you a lot too. Just, this may be complicated."