3am (Eminem / Slim Shady Fanfic)

20. Framed

Marshall's P.O.V.

Present time...

"... the thing is that I want Shady to come back," Robyn states sadly, looking down at me with pity in her eyes.

"You fucking want what?!" I ask angrily, just as it dawns on me.

All the shit I have done for this girl.

How much I had fucking loved her, she was everything to me man.

And what she do, prefer my alter ego over me?! For real?!

"I want Shady back," Robyn repeats, crying. "And I have to figure out a way to get him out of you, Marshall. And see, I think, I DO know the way. You see, before, I had thought I'd just hit you in the head again with something. Really hard. It seems to me like one of the triggers of Shady gaining power over you is a forced trauma to the head. You've said so yourself. The first time Shady had ever gained true power was back when that school bully beat you up and sent you into a coma. So the way I see it..."

"Are you fucking nuts, girl?!" I cut her off angrily. "You'll fucking kill me, Robyn. You can't just..." I pull on my restrains again in futility.

"I know that, relax," she rubs up and down my chest over my t-shirt. "Like I said, I had thought about it, but I don't want to risk actually harming you or Shady both. So, I won't do that. But I think there's another way."

"Yeah, maybe just wait for 3am. I'm sure the fucker would be back then," I say bitterly, refusing to look at her now. Can't believe my girl would play me like this.

"Marshall," Robyn slowly runs her fingers down my cheek, causing me to look at her after all. "It IS past 3am right now," she states. "But still no Shady. But like I said, I think I know how to try and get him to come back."

I look at her and frown, as she looks down and smiles softly.

Fuck, she is beautiful. Even now that she has betrayed me in the worst way, she still looks so goddamn beautiful to me.

She lowers her head and begins planting soft kisses all over the side of my jaw, moving down to my neck. She takes her hands and plays in my short hair, massaging my scalp as she does it. Fuck, she feels good, but it ain't no reason for her to be so affectionate with me right now.

"Fuck are you doing, baby?" I pant, trying my hardest to keep focus.

I'm angry with her after all.

She doesn't love me. She never did. Not if she could just up and leave me for Shady just like that.

Somebody that mistreated her. Disrespected her. Violated her.

Is that what it is? Is that what she wants, for her dude to treat her like pure shit?!

"Shady hates any other man touching me, including you," Robyn states, pulling away from me briefly and looking into my eyes shyly. "So the way I see it, if I were to have sex with you right now? Maybe it'll anger him enough and make him come back."

"Well goddamn. If ya think I would even be able to get hard right now, after hearing what you just said to me then you are dead wrong," I hiss through gritted teeth.

Then she grinds on me.

"I think you WOULD get hard though, baby," Robyn states and goes back to kissing my neck as she slips her hands underneath my t-shirt and rubs up and down my chest. "We both know... how easily excitable you are, Marshall."

And she ain't lying to be honest.

Cause I am rock hard right now.

So fuck it.