Wake Up Call (English) #Wattys2016

Rumors and a mothers advice

I walked in the door and once I was inside I felt his hands on my hips. He wasted no time and immediately started kissing my neck, I didn't turn around, suddenly I felt my mobile began vibrating in my pocket.

RRRRRRING!

He let go around me frustrated.

"Are you FUCKING kidding me, right now!" He exclaimed and took my cell phone out of my pocket before I even got the chance to see who it was. He pressed answer and took it up to your ear.

"Hello, Mrs. Cubard!" He said, smiling at me easily, I got big eyes and pulled my phone from him.

"MOM!" I smiled and almost cried with happiness when I heard her voice.

"Hey, sweetie! I saw the interview, you might fool the rest of the world, but I know there's something going on between you ..." I heard on her voice that she was smiling.

"Moom ..." I laughed embarressed.

"Don't even bother talking your way out of it! How did it happen?" She laughed again. "How's Marshall? He looked very tired?"

"Oh, I think he's ... fine, I guess ...." I said as Marshall looked at me while walking around smiling. He was sure happy today..?

"She talkin 'about me?" He asked, I nodded. I met his eyes, he did look very tired. He had bags under his eyes, but he didn't look tired otherwise?

-"Yeah, are you tired?" I asked, he didn't answer and sat back on the sofa.

"Tell her I said hi ..." He mumbled and picked up his phone.

"Uhm, Marshall says hi ..." I said short.

"Aha ... He's there isn't he? Did you notice the bags under his eyes?"

"Not until now, but now I do...."

"Mhm ... Make sure he gets enough sleep, after what I know of him, Marshall works his ass off he enjoyes something ... He loves rap so much! Remember when he was up all night just to study the dictionary?"

"Yeah ..."

"I think he's doing the same with making new songs, doing interviews, concerts and I wouldn't be surprised if he went out partying too?"

"Just sometimes. Not so much lately..." I was careful to answer so that Marshall wouldn't realise it was him we talked about.

"Well, he seems exhausted. Try get him to sleep today. You're together right?" She laughed, I smiled broadly.

"Yes, we are. But we're keeping it secret, him not being the 'single, hardcore rapper' might mess up his sales ..."

"Oh, I understand. Just make sure not to keep it a secret forever!" She said, I smiled again.

"We won't. But, I gotta go mom! I love you!" 

"I love you too sweetie, come visit some day soon! Both of you!" She laughed, I nodded.

"Of course. Bye!" I said and hung up.

I met the eyes of the Marshall and looked at the clock.

8:48 p.m.

"I'm going to bed, you comin?" I asked, he looked up and met my gaze.

"Later, I gotta finish some shit down at the studio." He said and got up from the couch and walked past me, I pulled him to me and he looked into my eyes.

"Come to bed, I can see you're tired ..." I said, stroking his upper arms soothing, he stared at me hard.

"I can't, I gotta work, Alex ..." He forced himself past me and went downstairs to the studio in the basement. I sighed loudly annoyed until I sat back on the sofa to see how long it would take before he went to bed!

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9:40 p.m.

I stared at the TV and tried to keep my eyes open, still no sign of Marshall other than a high beat from downstairs.

10:57 p.m.

Now I was really struggling to keep my eyes open!

0:31 a.m

It's the last thing I remember before I fell asleep.

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I opened my eyes to rustling and noises from the kitchen and looked at the clock.

3:00 a.m

I didn't move and looked over and saw Marshall mess with something in the kitchen and watched as he turned to me.

He didn't look at me, but I stared at him with wide eyes.

He had a glass of water on the table and took out not one, not two, but THREE pill boxes and poured some in his hand from each box.

He drank water and swallowed a handful of pills before he drank up the remaining water and put the glass in the sink.

He yawned loudly and waddled over to me, I didn't close my eyes again and he met my gaze.

"Alex? Are you awaaaake?" He yawned and waddled over to the chair by the sofa, I just stared at him. "Oh Shiiiit ..."  He yawned again, I stared at him with big eyes.

"How many pills did you take ?!"  I exclaimed, he didn't answer and leaned his head back.

"I can't sleep without it, I need them and I got them from my doctor. I'm fine, sleep babyyyyy ..." He closed his eyes and breathed heavier and heavier. Finally, he slept in a deep sleep.

I knew he had problems, but a handful of pills to sleep !? It couldn't possibly be good !?

I got up from the couch and walked over to where the three pill boxes stood on the table.

Valium, Ambien and Vicodin.

I stared at the boxes and looked up at Marshall, he was drugged asleep. He was high on drugs and slept on the sofa!