Through The Storm (Eminem Fan Fiction)

Rap God

Marshall POV

Val took a pregnancy test the night before I left for LA. It was still negative; we had only been "trying" for two weeks so it was too early anyway. We just wanted to be sure.

When I got to California, I first had a video to shoot with Joyner Lucas. After three days of filming, I started rehearsals for Coachella. Val was back in Michigan taking care of her girls of course, and I planned to fly home again for the weekend. I always hated being away from my family like this, but I had a lot going on in Cali to keep me busy.

The world didn't know this yet, but I was dropping another album at the end of the summer to go against all the asshole critics that be giving me a hard time lately. Plus, I was about to be working on a big project with Jimmy Kimmel soon too.  I had so much shit on my plate lately.

I was in the van to go back to the hotel after rehearsal with Fifty, Porter, Al, and Paul when my phone vibrated with my fiancé's number.

"Hey, babe. What are you up to?" I answered sleepily.

It was almost seven there in Cali and with the time difference, I knew Val had just put the kids to bed.

"I'm in the bathtub. I'm thinking about you." She said all giggly.

"Mmm...hold that thought for like ten- or fifteen-minutes girl. I'll call you when I get back to my hotel room. Stay right like that."

I hung up to sit back and imagine Valentina sitting there with bubbles all over her gorgeous naked body, but Paul turned to me to disrupt me from my thoughts, "How is Val? Do the two of you know when you're tying the knot?"

"We haven't decided. I would think sooner rather than later though. Val wants to be pregnant within the year."

"I know, that's why I'm asking. Listen Marshall, Val has never signed an NDA. And you know I'm going to have draft a prenup before you marry her as well. There needs to be a "cooling off period"."

"What the fuck?"

"Yeah. You can't get married for five weeks after signing a prenuptial agreement."

"That shit's crazy. Whatever, start writing it up then. If we split, I'd break her off with a couple mil. That's what Kim got." I shrugged, "But that's not gonna fuckin happen, cuz we ain't gonna split up, so I don't need to worry about it. I'm going to take care of Val and our child for the rest of their lives."

"I knew you'd say that."

"And as far as the NDA, I'm not worried about that either. I've been with Val for a year this month, Paul. She's never shared any pictures of us together or leaked info about me or my family's lives. I can trust her Paul, that's why I need to marry this girl."

Paul nodded at me, "I know she hasn't, and that's good. This is to protect you for years to come in case things go wrong."

"Ain't nothing gonna fuckin go wrong, man. Everything is going so right. For once in my life."

"I know Marshall. I'm happy for you." His big hand smacked my back in fatherly approval.

When we reached the hotel, I raced up to my room, placed my cap on the table, kicked my shoes off on the floor, and took my phone out to the balcony. I wanted to talk to Val about when we plan to say, "I do" and the issues that Paul brought to me concerning it, but that had to wait until after Coachella. We had a busy and exciting two weeks ahead of us.

She answered on the first ring in a cheerful demeanor, "Hey honey. Are you finally done for the evening?"

Hearing her voice at the end of the day calmed me down.

"Yep. I should be home tomorrow night just for the weekend and then head out again Monday morning."

It wasn't perfect, but it's a sacrifice I needed to make being the rap god.

"I miss you, but I can't wait for the show next weekend! I've been preparing my looks every day, and I'm finally ready. I have all the materials I need and organized. I'm so excited!"

"I'm excited too baby. It's gonna be fucking dope." I paused for a moment and my voice got low, "You still in the tub?"

"Yes." She paused for a moment.  "I'm washing myself with the loofah."

"Yeah? Run it over your titties." Val didn't answer, but I heard the water trickling around her, and took my dick out to start stroking it, "They all nice and soapy?"

" Yes. I wish you were here Marshall."

"I know baby, I'm horny too."

She giggled at me when I said that, and I rubbed my dick harder.

I kept my voice low, "Touch yourself Val. If I were there right now, I'd kiss your scrumptious body all over and make you so wet."

It was silent for a few seconds before her raspy voice answered me, "I'm fingering myself baby. All I can think about is you."

Val surprised me with that. I thought I'd have to do more coaxing for her to have phone sex. I remember back in the day when we first started talking, she was so shy about shit like that.

"You don't have to talk Val; I just want to listen to you moan."

I jerked my dick as I listened to her sweet gasps of pleasure and timed it that I came right when Valentina did.

Val POV

"So, when are you flying out?" Hailie sat at the kitchen island as it was getting late, waiting for Marshall to return home to Detroit for the weekend.

"Not until the day of. Your dad is flying out again on Monday to continue rehearsing. He has a lot of work ahead of him still to put on such an amazing show, but I need to be home to get the girls to school. We aren't going to see each other a lot this week. At all really."

"My sisters and I are all flying out too ya know? We'll be in LA for the entire weekend!" Laney chimed in.

"Yes, your uncle told me."

"What about us?" Cassaundra asked as she sat there in her pjs eating a peanut butter and jelly.

"You guys are going to stay with Nate and Ashley." I picked Bella up and handed her a princess sippy cup.

"Oh goody, they have a trampoline at their house!"

"Honey! I'm home!" Marshall bellowed into the room.

Hailie and the girls ran over to give him a hug and I followed, giving him a quick yet sincere kiss.

"Hey baby, I'm beat." Marshall kissed my head then carried his bag into the living room and collapsed into the recliner. The girls surrounded him for a few minutes asking about his trip before it was time for bed. I let them have their time together because Marshall was going to be gone all the next week.

I sat propped up in our bed writing in my journal when he finally made it upstairs.

"Hey sweetheart." Marshall slid up over me and gave me a hungry kiss, "I've been thinking about this all day."

I tried interrupting him as he continued down my neck, "Marshall?"

"Hmm?" His hands were now making their way up my shirt.

"Marshall? Honey? It's shark week."

"Huh? What the fuck does th.." His eyes got big when he realized what I meant. "Oh. Shit!"

"Yeah, I got it this morning. I can still...satisfy you." We both grinned as I licked my lips before dropping to my knees, "Just, no baby making tonight."