Walk on Water | Eminem Fan Fiction

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marshall pov
a few days later - in texas

"marsh, are you sure you want to do this?" denaun asked, as we stood waiting for the elevator. i nodded, "it's not a want, i have to do this. i have to get this prick to sign these papers if i want to be with avery in peace.."

the elevator dings before the doors slide open. we all step in, with ryan and denaun behind me, curt and nathan on either side of me with paul following behind. "what floor?" nathan asked. i scrolled through the previous messages between samantha and myself.

i cleared my throat, "penthouse, tenth floor" i said before nathan hit the button. curt let out an irritated scoff of disgust as he shook his head, "the penthouse.. why does everything about this guy make me want to punch him?"

i let out a low chuckle, "i feel the same way.." i said as the elevator came to a halting stop before the doors slid open and we all piled out. a few young woman at the receptionist desk go still, looking like a dear in the headlights. 

"o-ohmygod.. you're eminem!" one of the girls said, barely above a whisper. i made eye contact with the floor, letting the brim of my hat cover my face. never have i been embarrassed by a fan, but here i was..

paul cleared his throat before stepping in their line of vision, to block me. "good morning ladies. we're here for a meeting with mr.ryan montgomery and his team. i verified the details about this with them, last week"

"okay, um.. bear with me a minute. i'm so sorry, but no one informed me that mr.montgomery had a meeting this morning" the young girl said all flustered as she looked down at her keyboard and tapped on a few keys. 

"are you sure it was today, at this time sir?" she asked. paul let out a deep sigh, really stressing how important this meeting was. "sweetheart, i had to arrange a flight from michigan to be here today. so will you be a doll, and see if he has time to see us?"

the young girl anxiously nodded before disappearing, to what i'm assuming, was his office down the hallway. i let out the breath i was holding, "i have a feeling this isn't gonna be easy.." i said as paul turned toward me.

"marshall trust me, okay? i promise you we aren't leaving here until these papers are signed" he said as i nodded before hearing the receptionist's heels click against the floor. "alright, it's show time boys.." curt said. 

i looked up from the floor, to see ryan walking along side the receptionist. i could feel my body fever as i pressed my tongue to my cheek, as this guy radiated.. ultimate douchebag. he was dressed, in what i assume was an expensive suit with his hair gelled back. 

he paused, holding my gaze as every emotion flared on his face. he quickly cleared his throat, doing his best to keep his composure. "mr.mathers, what are you doin' here? how can i help you?" he asked, cautiously. 

"dude, you know exactly why i'm here today.." i said as i pulled the divorce papers from behind my back. he pressed his tongue to his cheek, "none of this is any of your business, mr.mathers. this is between avery, and myself.."

"and that's where you're absolutely wrong, ryan. this concerns every ounce of my being because avery is the light of my life and finding out that you've not only mentally, but physically and verbally abused her makes me sick to my stomach"

ryan rolled his eyes, "please, she's lying.. it's what she does best. but i'm gonna be honest with you, i have stood by that girls side since i was fifteen years old and she left me at the alter" he said as i sighed. 

"why the fuck would i believe you? how do you think you're not an abuser? you literally choked her a couple months ago in her office, and still verbally abuse her daily through texts and call.." i said as the receptionist stilled, and wide eyed. 

"or what about, the slurs you wrote to her on the divorce papers and mailed them back..?" i said as i unfolded the papers to see his writing scribbled all over the pages, and the screenshots of his messages. 

"she's cheated a countless number of times, and after every time i still took her back. she's just a fucking whore who wants attention. i mean, be real.. do you really get off to her..?" he asked as i could feel my blood boil.

within seconds curt tried lunging for him, "take that back or i will fucking destroy you, right here. you don't get to say anything about her.." he said, as denaun and paul did their best to hold him back.

 ryan laughed, "i honestly love that you brought you're little entourage, for back up" he said as i pressed my tongue to my cheek. "does avery know you're here, or did you brainstorm this all by yourself..?"

"and let's be honest, if you're here to get me to admit to something you think i did cause avery said so. you're out of luck, i'm not admitting shit" he said, as i sighed and shook my head. "no fucking wonder avery left you.."

"you may be a fourth generation oil magnate and right now you think none of your actions have consequences, but i promise that all your families money will never save you from the demons you're hiding"

ryan let out a low chuckle, "it looks like you did your research on me, mr.mathers.." he said so nonchalantly, as he crossed his arms. "this is not a joke ryan, your history of being an abuser is coming to light.."

"and.. i'm not sure she will. but if avery decides that she wants to press charges against you for the assault, you might be facing jail time" paul stated. ryan sighed, "okay, so what is it you want from me so we can end this little pop-wow, and i can go about my day?"

before i could say anything, ryan scoffed. "you know what, you want the rotten bitch? you can have her, cause i'm tired of everyone thinking i'm this awful guy and she's this beautiful perfect person, when all she wants is to drain you"

"man to man, the smartest thing you can do is have her sign a prenup before she drains you for everything you got" he stated. i shook my head, "i can honestly say that i would undoubtedly trust avery with everything i have. i would lay down my life for her.."

"mr.mathers, i'm sure you have come to my place of work for something other than to threaten me, correct..?" he asked. i nodded, "i want you to sign the divorce papers, cause this ends today for avery's sake"

the air stilled, "okay, fine" he said as he gave in. i quickly flattened the papers and set them on the reception desk as ryan took hold of a pen. he was silent as he looked over the pages, before he cleared his throat.

"mr.mathers, i can't sign these.." he said as he shoved the papers back toward me as my heart stopped. my face quickly contorted in confusion, "wait, why not?" i asked as he scrolled on his phone.

"because, i already signed them this morning and had them faxed over to her lawyer. and if you don't believe me, here's the confirmation of the fax" he said as he turned his phone toward me, as relief washed over me completely. 

tears brimmed ryan's eyes, "avery is, and will always be the love of my life. i mean, i understand i fucked up and there's no way that in this lifetime she'll forgive me. but, i desperately wish there was a way i could undo it all because i regret everything i put her through"