I Like the Way it Hurts (Eminem Fanfic)

Chapter 39- No where to go

Marshall's POV:

Damn I'm finally having a good time.

I've had a few beers but I'm good. I'm not actually drunk. At least not yet.

At this moment Britney is sitting on my lap with a beer in her hand. The only one shes had. One of her hands is massaging my hair on the back of my head while my hand is on her ass. We kiss a couple times. Thats basically what we've been doing.

Sara's POV:

I'm going through the crowd trying to find Emy. Wait I think I may have seen him. Wait what? Is that him? With a girl on his lap kissing him. He was wearing a durag when he left the house and this guy is too. I walk closer. I'm not feeling very good. As I get closer I see that it is him. My vision gets blurred a little by these stupid tears in my eyes. What? Why? I don't deserve this. I never did anything to hurt him. I take a very very deep breath and walk towards him.

I stand right in front of both of them. They stop kissing. And Marshall looks right at me surprised.

The girl turns her head and I see that it's Britney, she mumbles my name surprised as well." Oh my god. I'll let both of you talk." she said and left.

Marshall looked at Britney as she left and then looked directly at me.

He stood up, " Sara wait baby.."

"Why would you do this to me?" I said trying not to cry but failed. I'm not going to make a big scene out of this. I rather just leave.

"We can go somewhere quiet to talk away from everybody." He said.

"No. I'm leaving. I don't want to hear what you have to say." I explained as proper as I could sound because I really didn't want everybody staring at me right now.

I was about to turn but Marshall grabbed my arm saying," Wait just give me a minute to make things right.Please?"

"If you have any respect left for me you'll let me leave. Please don't make me be near you right now."

He didn't say anything but let my arm go.

I got out of there as fast as I could. I'm just heartbroken. All I did was love him.

As soon as I opened the door and I got out of there I couldn't control my sobs and tears. Why? Thats my only question why? I have to get out of here I don't want to be here a second longer.

My tears make it a little hard to dial Dre's number. Hopefully he isn't far away since I have just been here for some minutes.

He picked up on the third ring," Hey what up?"

"Can you come pick me up? Right now please."I said trying to control my crying.

"Are you okay? Yes sure ill be right there."

He hanged up and just as he did someone walked out of the party. To my dismay it was Marshall.

"Sara you have to listen to me."He said as he tried to grab my hands.

I stepped back, "Can you not?" I felt so stupid and embarrassed crying in front of him.

"Please Sara don't be this way. Call me bad names, hit me, slap me but not this. This only makes me feel worse about it."

"Are you serious? Do you only worry about yourself?Not everything is about you Marshall. Okay. Is your ego too big to let you see that?"

"Fuck you. Fuck out of here bitch."

I look down at his hand which is holding a beer.

"You're just saying that because you're drunk."