Jordyn's P.O.V.
My first month after walking away from Marshall, everything hurt so much it was almost like physical pain. Like cutting off a limb or something. And the worst part of it all was, I knew that he was hurting too, and it was all my doing. I did this to us, I had broke it off with him for no other reason at all but just me being scared. I had messed-up us both, and I couldn't even really be allowed to feel what I was feeling properly.
Because I had all of the touring stuff to do and nobody pays their money to see a crying girl performing on stage, even if she is singing sad love songs. Never mind that most of the songs Savannah has me sing are actually pretty upbeat. So now, I couldn't possibly look sad on stage, I had to suck it in and pretend like I was happy.
So, I would smile on stage then cry myself to sleep every night, then wake up in the morning, allow my PR team to put me in sexy outfits and put make up on my face, making me look pretty amd start a brand new day all over again.
After two more months, just as I was reaching the end of the tour, the pain became more bearable. Either that or I was just numb.
Reading in some gossip mag that your ex-boyfriend you are still in love with has married his baby mother right before embarking on his own tour would do that to you, I guess.
Yep, that's right, Marshall had married Kim a few months back, only weeks after getting back together with her, apparently.
So I supoose she was right, at the end if it all, he did go back to her. And even if that was exactly why I had broken up with him, so that he could go back to her and Hailie, I basically pushed him towards her, it still hurt like no tomorrow to hear about it.
Then, I've also started hearing all these rumors going around. About Eminem having sex with all these different fan girls after the shows during his tour, and apparently even having Kim with him on there for the first couple of weeks of it, wasn't stopping him from having his fun.
So, I suppose what Shawn had told me was also true. Marshall couldn't say no to the women after all. And even being married hadn't stopped him.
So maybe I was right after all, maybe all guys really are cheaters by nature.
And maybe I was right to leave him after all.
And now, I've been back from touring for about two weeks now, and a lot of things have changed in my life after the past few months.
I call LA my second home now, having bought an apartment here. It made sense for me to do that since I spend most of my days here anyways, and the building my condo is located in is really close to the Interscope building. I'm also thinking about buying a house in Detroit soon too, somewhere far away from my aunt's place so that I could have a piece of mind whenever I travel back there.
My popularity has sky rocketed since doing that girl power tour and my face is basically everywhere now.
Unfortunately, some of the things people like to speculate about though is not so much my music as it is speculating about the ending of my relationship with Marshall, or should I say Eminem.
I don't know why everybody is so fascinated with the fact that we have dated each other in the last, maybe it's like the whole total opposites attract thing, maybe it's the fact that Marshall always talks so much crap about pop stars in the press, and yet, he's dated one. Maybe it's because he's a controversial bad boy rapper and I'm a good girl gone bad, I seriously don't understand this at all, but the thing is, my whole PR team wants me to do a song pertaining to our break up now, they all want to capitalize on our failed relationship, I guess, and Savannah has already started writing it, and honestly, I'm kind of dreading what this crazy girl would come up with.
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