My Best Friend Eminem, My Love Marshall Mathers

Chapter forty- one

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Chapter forty-one

            It was time for me to go home, in a way I was glad and extremely sad. I tried to hold back the tears around Marshall. It was so hard, I was fighting a losing game as I put my clothes in my bag. I wasn’t sure if I can do this, will I ever see him again? Will he remember always? These unsure questions rattled my brain and caused me to take headache pills. ‘’Are you...ready?” he asked softly. I cleared my throat and wiped my tears, ‘’Yeah, yeah...I’m ready” I said nervously. Marshall’s beautiful blue eyes were blood shot red, he cleared his throat, ‘’Girls come say goodbye to Natala” said Marshall. Hailie came in first and gave me a tight hug, ‘’Hey, hey this anit goodbye you can call me anytime you want, we can Skype one another and read together!” I said as I held Hailie’s tear soaked face in my hands. She buried her face in my chest and curled up in my arms. I tried my best to keep my poster.

            Laney came over and huged me harder, I tried to hard not to chock, ‘’I love you” Laney whispered. ‘’I love you more” I whispered back. Whitney wobbled over her face was clear of tears. ‘’Can I call you mommy one last time?” she asked innocently. I smiled under my tears, ‘’Oh baby yes come here” I opened my arms and hugged my other baby. Marshall stood at the foot of the door watching me hugging all three girls, he constantly wipped his tears over and over with his palms and arms. He walked over to me and hugged me too,  I whispered, ‘’I’ll miss you the most scarcrow” I heard him give a hardy chuckle, ‘’I love you” I whispered into his ear, ‘’I will always love you” I said softer. I felt him squeeze me a little tighter.

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            The car ride to the airport was silent and strongly awkward. I said my last goodbyes to the fimilar places in Detroit in my thoughts. We arrived at the airport, I quickly and swiftly took my bags out of the car. Marshall stood beside me, ‘’Natalia I wanna tell you something” he said. I glanced at him trying not to make no eye contact, I lifted my sunglasses up and asked, ‘’What?” I was trying not to make it so hard. I waited for him to say it, ‘’What is it honey?” I asked Marshall. ‘’Please be safe” he whispered, I smiled pleasently. Knowing it is good as its going to get.

            We walked to the platform, ‘’Flight 222 12:15 to Newark Airport is now borading” my heart began to pound. My final mintues with Marshall are now. ‘’Do you have everything?” he asked. ‘’Yeah” I said awkwardly, ‘’Have all your chargers, your phone, your books?” he questioned. I chuckled, ‘’Yes” I looked into his eyes and saw more tears streaming down them. ‘’If I could kiss you goodbye, I would” he chocked. I sniffled keeping my tears at bay, ‘’I wouldn’t want you too because it’ll be my last kiss with you” I said. He held my hand knowing it’s the only thing he can do in public. ‘’I’ll always think of you” said Marshall, ‘’I know you will be the first thing I’ll wake up too and the last thing I’ll see before I sleep” I said softly. I felt his thumb caress my hand, ‘’Not until you marry Will” he said sadly. I picked my head up quickly, ‘’He’ll have to deal with it” I said strongly.

            ‘’Flight 222 to Newark Airport is now boarding” my heart dropped minutes turned to seconds. ‘’Go now” he chocked, Marshall wipped his nose with his sleves. ‘’New Jersey is waiting for you” he said. I wipped my eyes and picked up my bags, ‘’Right” I said coldly. Marshall put his hands in his pocket, ‘’Well...see you soon” said Marshall, he held out his hand, ‘’Yeah” I said awkwardly. I forced myself to turn my back on him, I had many tears runing down my face, I just couldn’t go, not like this.

            I dropped my pack and ran over to him and gave him a big hug. He wrapped his arms around me and kiss my cheek several times. ‘’I can’t do it Marshall, I just can’t” I cried. He took his thumb and wipe my tears, ‘’Honey” he grumbled, ‘’You don’t belong here, you have a life in New Jersey...You’re stronger then this” he said. He was right, I need to find that long lost strenght. ‘’What am I going to do?” I asked, he held my face in his palms. ‘’Don’t look back. Don’t you dare look back” he said seriously. He placed a long kiss on my forehead. At the moment I thought I could heard him mumble, ‘’I love you.”

            On the airplane, I could feel myself transitioning from one world to another. I removed my hat and glasses and tousled my hair to the way it was. I took out my ‘’Eminem” hat I got for Christmas many years ago and placed it on my head; as hard as it was. I kept the hat on long enough to the point it didn’t feel right. As hard as it was to put it on, it was harder to remove it. I felt uneasy all the ways home, not because of the plane ride. I felt my cell-phone vibrate and my smile grew when I realized it was Marshall.

Marshall: U may thing I will forget u but I won’t. Through the tours and the crowds of fans, your face will be the one I will look for. U will always be my girl, u made me feel like no one has before. Through every song I sing, I will keep you in my mind. Please be safe, and don’t let no one ever say you anit beautiful. You stay my beautiful Natalia. I’m always a call away.

            I had tears drop onto my phone as every word twisted me more, I opened up my bag and took more headache pills. I leaned against the window looking out on the clouds, ‘’Please God make it go away” I cried hard. I squeezed my fist, ‘’Please” I growled. I cried myself to sleep on the plane dreaming about the day I got my ‘’Eminem” hat.

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            It was Christmas morning, I was eight years old and I was just listening to Eminem music. My parents were still together, and we still lived in a nice house. I rushed down stairs and saw dozens of presents for me. The one thing I wanted most though, was my Eminem hat. With the ‘’E” on the front and the word, ‘’Eminem” on the strap. I looked up at my mom, ‘’Mom?” I asked. ‘’Yes dear?” asked my mother. ‘’Will I ever meet Eminem?” I asked as I held my hat. ‘’Maybe honey one day” she said. One day I will meet him.