My Best Friend Eminem, My Love Marshall Mathers

Chapter fifty-one

Sooo....I'm pretty sure everyone is happy they finally 'did it' hahha 4,225 and I can't be more happier everyone loves my story. But we still got a long way to go before Marshall and Natalia's story is over ;) so don't worry everyone!

Chapter fifty-one

            I woke up in the middle of the night with Marshall’s strong arms wrapped around me. I reached for my phone and text Naomi…

Me: are the girls ok?

Naomi: Yeah I put the lil 1 to sleep hours ago…are you ok? What’s going on?

I can imagine Naomi wanted to go home and I bet she is pretty upset with me…

Me: Umm…

Naomi: Umm Chicka?

Me: I have a secret to tell you…

Naomi: I’m all ears my love…

I hesitated for a moment…

Me: I’m no longer a virgin…

Naomi: U GOT IT IN WITH HIM @___@

Me: Is that bad?

Naomi: He loves you, you love him…that’s all that matters…your secret is safe with me. I’m proud of you for being a virgin this long…I’ll wait up with you I brough PJs with me just in case. We had Spanish food that I made :P and the older ones are just dozing off on the floor.

Me: How can I ever thank you?

Naomi: Just b happy…

            I smiled with a tear rolling down my face; I closed my phone and slowly woke Marshall. His eyes slowly opened; it looked like as though he was extremely tired. He didn’t even respond when I told him, I’m pregnant, to see if he’ll wake. He finally rose from the bed, mumbling one of his songs, that’s when I knew he don’t sleep as much. It’s like he has insomnia or something. I helped him get dressed as he practically standing with his eyes shut.

“Come on baby time to go home” I said softly.

            My thighs burned and my virgin felt like it took a beating. But it was the most amazing experience in my life. I helped Marshall downstairs and laid him down in the car; I placed the hotel keys on the front desk and rushed back to the car. Driving his car was pretty easy, and pretty smooth the engine was mute and it comforted me. I stopped at the stop light and heard Marshall moan and groan in the back, I reached my hand back and rubbed his shoulders, “Shh, we’re almost home baby” I said softly.

            Marshall continued to mumble in his sleep, I couldn’t make out what he was saying, but I hoped he was having good dreams. We arrived at my apartment and parked the car. I removed my seatbelt and turned around to see Marshall curled up in his seat; I caressed his head gently where the dent was, as he slowly opened his eyes. They looked so soft and so tender it was hard to remember what I was going to say next, “We’re home baby” I said. As Marshall hated it, he got up from his seat and stretched and yawned.

            We walked upstairs together and I slowly opened my door to see Naomi reading one of her books as Hailie laid on her lap; Naomi’s hand gently placed on top of Hailie’s head. “Go in the bedroom baby and go to sleep” I said softly. Marshall stumbled into the bedroom; Naomi gently got up from the couch and walked towards me. “He looks terrible what did you do to him?” ask Naomi. “He doesn’t sleep” I said, “I can imagine…” said Naomi.

“How are you feeling?” she asked.

“I feel like someone set my virgina on fire!” I quietly shouted.