Roommates [EMINEM] (COMPLETED & BEING EDITED)

Chapter Twenty-One

。・゜・(McKayla)・゜・。
(MUSIC IS WHEN IM GONE)
[ANYONE KNOW WHAT SONG THAT QUOTE IS FROM? I'LL DEDICATE THE NEXT CHAPTER TO YOU IF YOU KNOW AND CHECK OUT YOUR STORIES IF YA HAVE ANY]

I watched Marshall's performance, with Sammie at my side. I've persuaded my father to not call Marshall home. I don't actually know whether I've been successful though. My father is filled with surprises and could be out there trying to find him now. He's sneaky like that.

I feel pride when I watch Marshall, I always do. Whenever his latest single pops up on MTV , I feel pride. Because I know him. I've known him most of my life. And I've always been there for him. No matter what my door has always been open to him.

But, have I?

I kicked him out of the house. He's homeless in a city that he's probably only been to once. I feel terrible for what I've done. What if something had of happened to him? Then it would be my fault. I have to find him, of course he would do the same for me, right? No, he wouldn't kick me out in the first place

I find myself grabbing my phone and searching for his number. I sigh, frustrated and run a hand through my hair. I should've known that I never had his new number. Jesus Christ McKayla.

I shouldn't play him on like this, and it's only now that I realise that I'm doing it. The only thing that I've done whilst he's been here is push him away then pull him back. I need to make my mind up. But it's hard. Surely he understands that? He's made bad decisions. That's obvious. He married someone who he'd had a wild relationship with, and adopted most of her kids. But in his mind he probably doesn't think that they are bad decisions, at the end of the day its helped get him to where he is now, right?

Yes, thank you for answering my question, it is very appreciated.

Not knowing what to do, I simply begin to clean. I sort Samantha out with a DVD, and she seems pretty happy to stay on the couch all day, so that's fine. I'm about to clean the bathroom when the doorbell rings through the house.

I put down the bleach and hear Samantha yell that she'll get the door up the stairs. I jump up. It could be anyone. A lump forms in my throat and I realise that it could be Arthur.

She wouldn't understand that we aren't together anymore. She's still too young to realise anything. And I'm glad about that. Because then I can just explain it to her in the future.

Anyway, I run down the stairs only to find that the door has already been open. Samantha runs to me, a huge smile plastered on her face,"Mummy mummy it's a pretty lady!"

My heart sinks a little when I realise that it isn't Marshall. I go to the door, only to be greeted by sorrowful eyes.

It's been years. She's grown more beautiful. Her blue eyes are the spit of Marshall's, and her hair is her mothers.

"Hailie?"
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Hey guys! Hope you all had an amazing Xmas and a happy new year! Just a little fact, when I was about eight I asked my mum if I could rap When I'm Gone in the schools tablet show, I wasn't allowed. So yeah. I know Hailie isn't twenty in real life but this is a fanfiction XD so she is in this. Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment. Thanks!

-Kobi_Mathers