Infinite (Eminem Fanfic)

6. Jungle Fever

Marshall's P.O.V.

"Aight, so this what you do, girl. You aim and squeeze, just like this," I smirk, speaking to Jordyn as though I'm teaching her the secrets to the whole universe at this point.

Proof is the one driving my mom's car right now, Savannah riding shotgun with him. Jordyn is sat in the backseat with me, and I'm teaching her how to shoot motherfuckers with a bb gun.

At first, she wrinkled her nose at it. Asked both me and Proof are we, like, 5 years old.

Her friend was down with it though.

Then Jordyn was too. Once she drunk some more liquor.

I think she's so cute. She let's herself go under the influence, and I suppose I'm an asshole to be taking advantage of that, but fuck it, I ain't this girl's keeper. I just think she's low key sexy as fuck and don't even realize that about herself.

Now, I'm teaching her how to shoot. We both lean out of the window and I put my arms around her, my hands over hers, showing her how to aim and squeeze. I'm also using it as an excuse to be close to her. I like how her petite body feels tucked snugly into mine. She giggles lightly once the paint from the gun hits all of her targets. I can't lie, she can actually aim real well. Like shit, she's hitting all of her targets as a matter of fact.

Took me a while to learn it, but she's a quick learner. Fuck...

Everything and everybody outside of the car's window is getting hit and we are all laughing hysterically, cause we are all just that drunk. Everything seems funny to us.

"Nah, hold up," Proof suddenly chuckles, pulling the car over. "This ain't shit!!" He states. "The stakes ain't real high if we don't get out of the car and shoot motherfuckers right in they face."

"Won't it be kind of dangerous though?" Jordyn muses.

"Of course it would be, girl. But ya like danger, don't you?" I ask, pushing her out of the car lightly and getting out right behind her.

"I guess," she shrugs.

All of us are running the streets now. Of this boogie ass high end neighborhood.

I won't even come to a place like this normally. Unless it's to steer trouble.

Proof then chases behind these two white kids on a skateboard, shooting one of them in the back of the head with the bb gun.

And I suppose it really fucking hurt the kid, I mean, those things do hurt at a close range like that.

Still, ain't none of us expected what happened next.

Cause next thing we all knew, there was fucking sirens everywhere, with five cop cars pulling up.

This one pig got out of the car, and he immediately looked like he had some issues. As though he was some real pissed off with his miserable ass life type. Wife probably cheating on him while he's at work, she's at home trying to get off with another dude, oh hold up wait, I can sort of relate to that too, cause Kim... Yeah, let me not even bring THAT up, you know what I'm saying?

So, yeah, the cop walks up to us, and he immediately puts Proof and me in handcuffs, pushing us both facedown on the ground.

Jordyn and Savannah get thrown in front of one of the police cars then and two of the other cops search them.

Savannah keeps complaining and protesting loudly, while Jordyn says nothing.

And neither do I.

I just stay quiet, waiting on what would happen next, all of the alcohol in my system leaving me quickly, I swear I suddenly become more sober than a motherfucker.