Intoxicated || An Eminem Fanfiction

Chapter 56

Marshall's POV

The hotel room felt like a bomb ready to go off.

Leila stood by the window, arms crossed so tight against her chest, I was half expecting her to snap.

This fight had been brewing ever since she joined me on tour.

She'd been watching Madison hover, the way she laughed too much, touched my arm when she shouldn't have, and Leila had reached her breaking point.

I could feel the heat radiating off her, the tension between us so thick I could hardly breathe.

I couldn't take the silence any longer.

"Leila" I snapped, stepping toward her, my voice rough "You're just gonna stand there glaring like that, or are you actually gonna fucking say what's on your mind?"

She spun around, her eyes burning into me, her voice sharp and bitter "What's the fucking point, Marshall? I've been here for days, watching you let that bitch hang all over you, and you haven't done a damn thing, she's still there, isn't she? Touching you, smiling like she's already won"

I clenched my fists, anger boiling under my skin. "You think I haven't done shit? I told her to back off, more than once, what the fuck do you want from me? You're acting like I've invited her into my bed"

Leila stormed toward me, hands shaking with rage.
"You didn't do enough, Marshall, if you had, she wouldn't still be in your fucking space, touching you, looking at me like I'm nothing, you didn't shut her down because you didn't want to, don't act like I'm imagining this shit"

My chest tightened, but I wasn't backing down. "I told her to stop, but you know what? She's not listening, What the hell do you want me to do? Fire her? I'm not feeding into her shit, I'm with you, Leila"

She shoved me hard in the chest, her eyes wild "Then fucking prove it, you didn't shut her down because part of you fucking likes it, admit it, you like the attention, you like that she's waiting around for you, thinking she's got a chance"

The fury was clawing up inside me, I could barely control it.

"You think I need her? You think I get off on this? You're out of your fucking mind, Leila, I've been doing everything I can to deal with her, but she doesn't mean shit to me, you're the one I'm with, you're the one that fucking matters"

Her lip curled in disgust, her eyes blazing "If I matter, why the fuck is she still here? Why am I still watching her act like she's already got you? You didn't make her scared enough to stop"

Before I could get another word out, the door swung open.

Monica walked in first, her face tight, clearly sensing the shitstorm brewing, with Alec right behind her, his eyes bouncing between us.

They both knew exactly what was going down. I knew they'd been waiting for this blow up.

Monica stepped in between us, her voice calm but firm "What the hell is going on in here? Both of you need to calm the fuck down"

Leila's eyes didn't leave mine, still full of fire "Why don't you ask him what's going on? Ask him why that bitch is still hanging around like she's waiting for her turn"

Monica placed a hand gently on Leila's arm, trying to cool her down Lala, I get it, I know you're pissed, but screaming at Marshall like this isn't going to solve anything, you need to take a breath"

Leila jerked her arm away, her voice trembling with fury "Don't tell me to take a breath, I've been sitting here for days, watching him let her disrespect me, he let this happen"

Alec finally stepped forward, his voice low, but there was no mistaking the authority behind it "Lala, Marshall's not your enemy here, you two are about to tear each other apart, but you know how this goes, you're better than this"

I let out a sharp breath, the rage still burning inside me "I told her to back off, I've done what I can, but she's not fucking listening, I'm not letting her walk all over you, Leila, you've got it all twisted if you think I'm encouraging this"

Leila turned to me, her voice raw, her face twisted with frustration.

"You didn't do enough! And now I look like a fucking fool because she still acts like she's got you, you didn't make her stop"

Alec gave me a look, the kind that said fix this now.

"Marshall, you know you've got to make it clear, saying it isn't enough, you've got to show her there's no space for this shit"

Monica turned her focus to Leila, her voice steady.

"Leila, I know you're angry, but this isn't about her, focus on the fact that Marshall is standing right here, telling you he's with you, that's what matters, don't lose sight of that"

"Then fucking prove it, Marshall, because I'm not going to sit here and watch her walk all over me, you need to show me I'm not the one who's wrong" Leila's voice cracked, just for a moment, the fire flickering behind her eyes.

I swallowed the frustration, forcing myself to stay calm as I stepped closer "You don't have to fight for me, Leila, I'm yours, always."

Monica gave Leila a light tug, trying to lead her out of the room "Come on, Lala, let's get some air, this isn't going anywhere right now"

Leila's eyes lingered on mine, still filled with anger, but there was something softer beneath it, something that made me think we weren't completely done.

She let Monica lead her out, her shoulders still tense, but she didn't resist.

As soon as they left, the door clicked shut, and the room felt too quiet.

The air still crackled with everything that hadn't been said.

Alec stepped up to me, his voice low but commanding "You need to handle this, Marshall. You know how Lala is, she's not wrong about feeling disrespected, but you've gotta shut this shit down, no more fucking around with Madison"

I nodded, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on me "I'll fix it, I know I have to."

Alec gave me a nod, the look in his eyes clear, if I didn't fix this, it was going to blow up even worse next time "Good, because if you don't, this shit's just going to get worse"

I stood there, staring at the door for what felt like too long.

The fire between me and Leila hadn't burned out, it was still there, simmering just beneath the surface.

And if I didn't get control, we were both going to get fucking scorched.