Through The Storm (Eminem Fan Fiction)

I Never Meant to Make You Cry

Marshall POV

I never heard it put quite like that. This was my opportunity to light up Val's life!

When I was finished talking to Sierra, she said she was leaving for the night because she had to get back to her own family and to call if we needed anything. She was an excellent friend for intervening and explaining to me what's going on in Val's head.

I walked past the huge kitchen of the beach house to see all five of our daughters in there making dinner and goofing off together. Val was still in the bedroom resting. I'm an asshole for putting all this added stress on her back. Like the woman doesn't have enough to fucking deal with! I looked in the bedroom that Val and I had shared when we were here on our trip before, but it was vacant. I walked down the hall opening three more doors before I found her.

Valentina laid sleeping soundly and I didn't want to wake her. I smiled to myself at her beauty. At least I was right here in the same room with her again.

"Marshall?" Her faint little voice quivered just before I was about to leave the room.

"Babe, you ok?" I walked back over to sit by her on the bed and leaned over to hug her tight.

"I missed you, Marshall. I'm so anxious. Last night and today were miserable. And this past week," Her voice trembled, "things have been really bad between you and I."

"I know baby. I can't stand it either."

I held her some more as I stroked her hair and kissed her beautiful face. I needed to be gentle because I could feel Valentina's entire body shaking with fear or sadness. Or both.

"I didn't go to the funeral." She pulled away from me and her long hair combed through my beard, "I went to the viewing though."

My eyes stayed fixed on hers, "Yeah? How'd that go?"

"I waited until everyone left and then I went in by myself. I told him everything I needed to say, and I feel a little better about it. It's never going to be completely right, but I did what I could."

"Good baby. I think you'll keep feeling better with time." I kissed Val's head when she leaned into me, and we fell back onto the bed together with her in my arms.

Val looked exhausted. I was exhausted. I just wanted to fall asleep with my fiancé in my arms and for everything to go back to how they were. We laid together in the dim bedroom and listened to the rain.

"Babe," I spoke gently. I had to get this out; I knew how important this was to her. And to me as well. "I've done a lot of thinking over this past week."

"Yeah, me too."

"Val, I want to have a baby with you." I nearly whispered it.

She stayed quietly still for a moment, and I turned on the lamp to look in her eyes.

"Look, everything I said before was bullshit. I'll admit, I was scared. I am scared. I don't have a good track record with marriages or relationships, but..."

I took a deep breath; I wasn't used to being this vulnerable.

"...I'd be a fool if I didn't give you my all Valentina. I know you're not with me for what I can offer you sweetheart. I feel like a piece of shit for saying that."

"I would never use you, Marshall."

I squeezed her hand, "I know."

"I just love you so much Marshall. You're the only person who understands me."

I teared up as I stroked Val's face before I leaned in to kiss her luscious lips. It finally felt like things were going back to normal.

I reached in my pocket to pull out the box, "Can I put this back on you now?"