Eminem x Male reader.

Chapter one.

(Eminems younger years. His pov.)

"No mom i don't want more Valium! Please God no more!" No matter how much I begged all this woman would feed me is drugs.

"Oh shut up you little shit. You didn't complain last night what I gave it to ya." She snapped back.

I sobbed quietly. Eating the shitty stake on my plate that was lined with valium as seasoning.

I should just let bygones be bygones with her. She's my mom for Christ sake!

I sighed and swallowed the stake. Goddamn did it suck.

I heard my stepdad coming in. Fuck!

Nathan was in the bedroom that we were stuck sharing.

I looked at her, my mom. Debbie Nelson Mathers.

Oh how badly I hate her. I'm only 11, what the hell is going on man.

Hearing my stepdad walking around always freaked me out. I hate the man.

I'm going into 5th grade. Maybe things will get better by the time I'm in highschool?

I ran upstairs to my room. He called me downstairs saying I left the kitchen light on. My mom was still in the room so of course I did.

"C'mere you little shit. Making up lies like always." I sighed and walked over to him. He slumped me over his knee and spanked me.

It happenes everyday. It's not like i can just jar him no matter how much i want too.

He's like 6'0 and I'm only 5'0. I sighed after he was done with his shitty punishment for something i didn't do.

He hit me at least 15 times. I walked back upstairs, my mom left a Xanax and a glass of water on my nightstand.

She told me to take it so i wouldn't wake Nathan up tonight.

Not wanting more bullshit to happen i took it and passed out with the glass falling and spilling all over my bed.

                (June 31st 2000. No-one pov.)

"How the fuck could you do this to me Kim! You fucking cheated on me with my best friend! We've only been married a fucking year what the fuck!" Marshall sobbed.

His highschool sweetheart, Kim Scott Mathers, cheating on him right in front of him.

"Wait baby please we can talk about this!" Kim began to panick. She loved him, at least thats what she said.

"Get away from me! Don't fucking touch me!" He cried harder. He was so pissed off and no-one could blame him.

"I mean if you wanted to throw me out thats fine! But for him to take my place!? We have a daughter Kim!" Tears streamed down his face.

"Y'know I never expected me cheating on you to come back and haunt me.. But we were just kids! I was only 18.. I thought we wiped the slate clean.." Marshall began to cry harder. The woman he loved breaking his heart like this.

"We can just take Hailie and leave!" She yelled in protest.

"We've been together for so long, and bitch you did me so fucking wrong." He tried to relax. "I don't wanna go on living in this world without you." Marshall clenched his fist to the point his nuckles went white.

"Just get out Kim. I don't wanna see you again." He walked away and picked up their 5 hear old daughter.

Hailie Mathers.. She was the only saving grace he had.

He held her tight. She was his daughter and he really did love her.

Marshall waited a few weeks before deciding to head out to California to meet Andre, who signed him a few years ago.

The young man went from singing underground at rap battle when he was 14 to flying all across the world.

Hailie and Kim would see him on tv. And it royally pissed Kim off.

While he was gone his wife developed a habit. Poppin pills and a whole bunch of other drugs.

A few months went by and Marshall and Kim's fighting only got worse. Neither of them were happy to be with each other.

So they filed for divorce.

Em decided to go on tour in London. It was when the blonde man met you. He saw you out in the crowd.

Y/n L/n. A 27 year old American man who had loved em's music since he first started releasing it to the public.

You were the closest to the stage and were having a great time. He was great on stage but he looked so.. Strung out.

"Thank you london!" Marshall ended his show for the night by thanking everyone in the audience for having a great time.

He seemed to look down at the front row of people. Alot of people began walking out, you were one of the first few. You didn't want to wait about 3 hours to leave. But you only left early to take a piss.

You heard things getting moved around. The tour was gonna be happening for a few more days but you had only paid for the first two.

You had one more day to see the man before you couldn't come back into the concert grounds.

The 29 year old man on the other hand had some other ideas. He was signing a few fans shirts and what not, he still looked incredibly strung out, but who was gonna say anything.

You walked over to him and asked for his autograph on a shirt, he gave a smile.

"Alrighty and who am i making this out to?" His voice was a bit calmer than when he was onstage.

"Y/n. Thanks." You smiled with a nod.

Marshall had signed his name aswell as yours, ending it off with a heart.

What he had wrote was just really, "Slim Shady" he wrote quite fast though.

You walked off, assuming that he dud that too every fan who asked for a signature.

Who knows.