Meeting Marshall Mathers: The Later Years

All aboard! Or, overboard?

The rest of the week skated by within a blink of an eye. It was Karlies surprise party tonight and even though everything had been taken care of I'd woke up feeling like I had a million and one things to do.
After my shower I checked my phone for the first time today, a text was sent from Marshall who was down at the studio,

Morning beautiful. Soon as U take the test hit me up. Got my cell on loud.

I sighed as I locked my phone. I was too nervous to even contemplate taking the test but I was now 4 days late but I had zero symptoms.
I made my way to the bathroom and opened the vanity door, to which I pulled out the last test in the box. My heart pounded as I unwrapped it,
"Ooh shit" I whispered to myself as I took the little collection cup and made my way to the toilet. My chest was pounding so strongly that I felt as though my heart was about to come out of it...
You're stupid.. it's going to be negative, why are you even testing?! Was all that was going around in my head as I withdrew a sample of urine into the pipette to drop onto the test.
I remained at the sink as I glared at the test as it rested on the marble surround of the toilet. I couldn't see the small window from where I was stood, my mind was racing along with my pulse... what if I was pregnant? Tonight, how would I get away with faking being drunk? Tonight wasn't even important, if I was pregnant.. no! Just... stop feeling so excited, you won't be, it's going to be negative, you're going to come on either tonight or tomorrow, just like every single time you've ever tested...
I checked my phone, two minutes had passed. I couldn't walk over, I felt sick and dizzy as I huffed and puffed away to myself. Rip it off like a band aid, just go take a look!
I walked over to firstly discard of the packaging before holding out my hand to grasp the test as I desperately continued to avoid eye contact with it. I now had my hand clasped around it... there was literally the devil on one shoulder telling me not to look, and to throw it in the bin and go about tonight like it never mattered, but then of course I had the angel on my other shoulder telling me to look at it, and that I was in a really good place to handle the good or bad news. I couldn't do this alone, I needed to FaceTime Marshall, we needed to find out together, at the same exact time...

"Hey" I smiled as he answered, it looked as though he was walking out of a room,

"Yo hang on a minute" I watched him continue to walk until he shut himself away in another room,
"Aight.. lemme grab a seat a second"

"Sure" I inhaled a nervous breath as I walked over to the chaise lounge in our bathroom suite, it was soooooo hard not looking at the test with it in my hand,

"I'm seated" he grinned nervously,
"So... what's... what's the.. the outcome?" bless, he was just as nervous as me!

"I've not looked yet, I've done it, but.. I thought we could find out together"

"Oh shit, okay..." he exhaled nervously,
"So how we gonna do this?"

"I'll flip the camera and hold it up to the camera so you're seeing it as I see it.. let me just.. settle it down" I watched Marshall's face as I blindly put it down,
"Okay.. I'm gonna flip the camera.." I did so and I could see the test upside down,
"Oh. Should we count to three and then I'll flip it?"

"Yea, let's go for it.. 3..2.." I flipped the test over,

"1..." we spoke in unison as I moved the camera closer to the tests window,

"Oh FUCK!!!!" Marshall popped off,

"Wait what?!" I gasped as I picked up the test and looked at it in real time,

"POSITIVE! Holy fucking shit baby!!" I heard him rejoicing like crazy as I couldn't stop looking at the two very prominent pink lines!

"It's sooo positive, oh my god!" I broke down in tears of happiness!