Never 2 Far |An Eminem Fanfiction Unlike No Other|

|Catharine|

Marshall Mathers and Catharine Greene.

Marshall Mathers and Catharine Greene.

It almost didn't sound like English. I was at home on a frigid Saturday night, drinking some Irish tea when my name popped up on Celebrity Highlights. I was sitting in my favorite chair; the massive, double spaced, aged, plush recliner that my mother gave me. It's well over twenty years old and was in the top condition. The room I was in overlooked the backyard. Though it glimmered with cyan ice and colorless snow, it still held the beauty it possessed in the late summers eve.

It was a little cold in this room, so I snuggled the heavy pastel pink blanket around my navy blue t-shirt. And Marshall was right beside, underneath the blanket with me. I didn't think things between us would go this bloody far, but I was so glad when he finally asked me to be his girl.

Earlier in the day, we took Whitney Christmas shopping at the mall downtown with her friends, came back and wrapped them up and watched television. She went to sleep around 10:30ish and Marshall and I took it upon ourselves to watch television in my sitting room. I didn't expect him to fit in the recliner with me, but he did.

His stubby fingers were resting on my thigh and my hand was around his broad shoulders. We were laughing at the phony Kardashians, the ridiculousness of Iggy Azalea and the obsession over Beyonce. My head rested on his upper half and each time he laughed,I felt it. Then, it came.

"Hello viewers! I'm Isabella Steed. And I'm here with Slim Shady's ex wife, Kimberly Scott!"

I knew Marshall had an ex wife, but what in the fug was she doing here? LillieAnne told me about people photographing us on several of our dates, and I've even seen a few. But my hair covered up my face in the majority of them. That fact made me one hundred times less nervous for it.

Marshall's eyes opened up wide as he caught glimpsed at his ex wife. I tensed up on the inside because I knew she was there for one reason and one reason only.

To talk shlit about me.

I looked at her up close. Long dirty blonde hair, deep blue eyes, fairly feminine face. She's actually kinda pretty with her girlish, well: everything. I could see a lot of Hailie and even more of Whitney in her facial shape. Kim's wearing a black long sleeved designer dress and I could see she's slender. Marshall notices me comparing everything of hers with mine and squeezes my thigh to get me to stop.

I just began to watch it again and stopped looking at Kim's seemingly flawless everything.

"Yes. Hello Bella." She says and they receive applause from the audience. It's a segment on this show where they talk to some celebrity's wife or husband about their famous significant others' life from their prospective.

"So, you requested to come here to discuss some concerns you have for your ex husband?" Isabella said with a flip of her peroxide blonde hair.

"Yes. For the record, I'm dating somebody else now. I've moved on, but I don't think my ex fully has." Kim had a smirk on her thick carnation lips.

"Ooh. Concerns?" She says and I brace myself for it.

"He's actually fooling himself if he thinks that the girl he's dating is actually better than me." She said and with the magic of editing, they show a picture of where we went today with Whitney. She's blurred out but Marshall and I are highlighted extra. The crowd gasps and I covered my eyes.

I peek through my slim fingers to see my body. I feel like I looked so bad. I try to not to think too awfully of myself and for the most part it works. Marshall looked down at me and inhales deeply. Like he's mad or something.

"Oh, how does looking at her make you feel?" Isabella asked and the crowd seemed to hold their breath with me.

"To be honest, Isabella. I'm not really much bullying someone and please don't take this the wrong way but. His new girlfriend isn't even worth the toilet she pisses in. Marshall's new girlfriend is a faker, a freakin' groupie ho. There I said it." Kim said, settling back. The audience just sat there awkwardly dumbfounded by what she said.

Marshall's out of my chair and now flipping and swearing at Kim. But it's like my life's on silent. The only thing I can hear is Kim going on about how I looked like a reject Indian girl with my long hair.

"Kim, you really hate Eminem's new girlfriend." Isabella noted and Kim shrugged in response.

"She's also dating like four other guys. I just she is as good for Marshall as he thinks he is. She's just using him for his fame and money!"

What she says hurts me, no doubt.
But I don't cry or run away.
I learned a long time ago that you could not run away from your problems.

Marshall's still ranting up a storm and I just sit there. Isabella keeps attempting to botch the subject of me and starts on Kim's children. Kim makes up some crazy lie and Marshall just collapses beside me, jerking the chair a bit.

"Yo, don't listen to her. You're my girl and nothin' she says is gonna change that." He's staring at me with those eyes and  I couldn't help but believe him.

"I know, it's just hard when someone disses ya in public." I said and my accent burst it's way through my words. I was growing to hate it, making everything sound less intelligent and more foreign.

"I know it is. But I'm going to get that whore back. And stop doubtin' yourself. It's shlit like your accent and your hair that makes me love you even more." He says and he kissed me lightly on my forehead. I internally screamed, but then again, I was ready for revenge.

Kim may have begun it, but Catie's going to finish it...

/Hey! So, this update came super late but it's only because I didn't really feel like updating and because I was out a lot today lol. But I wanted to get this out because I've working on it for a while. Also, does anyone know any good fanfics other than the Meeting Marshall Mathers trilogy, Wait? What? Me and Eminem and An Unexpected Encounter? QOTC: What's your favorite girl name, mine is either Hayleigh or Aimee lol. Okay guys, catch ya later😉~marshallisillmatic\