Shameless (A Eminem Interracial story) *Hiatus*

Do you really think he would want someone like you?

It was two o'clock in the morning and I found it hard to believe that someone was banging on my door at this time of night..but when your famous anything could happen.

"Proof answer the door!" Marshall yelled still on the couch trying to sleep.

"Nah, man you get the door it's yo house." He sleepily spoke still sleep on the other couch across from him.

They had been coming up with music the entire day and was worn out. He had also talked to Kim earlier and she was driving him crazy with all her nagging about how much time they each got with the kids.

He groaned and got up to answer the door and was shocked to see his new stylist Cynphony completely in tears.

"I need to talk to you." She cried.

7 hours earlier

Cynphony's p.o.v

After my talk with Justin i went back to my brother who was trying to eat apple sauce through a straw..

I didn't understand it either.

"Deangelo, do you really think that Marshall had something to do with you winding up in the hospital?" I asked looking at his expressionless face.

"Marshall? Since when have we started calling him by his first name?" He questioned looking at his in question.

She was totally caught off guard she was used to calling him Marshall since he was her boss and sort of her friend.

"Does it matter, anyway is there anyone else who could be after you?" She hoped that he wouldn't say The Freeworld.

"I don't think so but maybe papa doc."

"Papa doc?" She repeated in hopes that she heard wrong.

"Yeah, back when I used to rap battle I often went heads to heads with papa doc and I often won, it made his little gang or groupies look like little punks so he always had it out for me..and now that yo lil friend Carolina missing." He didn't finish but the puzzle pieces were starting to fit.

"So this is connected, do you have any idea where Carolina might be now?"She hoped that maybe there was still the slightest chance that her friend might be okay but that text still lingered in her mind.

"Look sis, the freeworld ain't no body to be messin with." Deangelo warned.

"Plus i'm certain that white ass little snake had everything to do with me endin up in here." He spat.

"I really don't think he did." She admitted.

"Why you so sure, you seen him?" He asked curious about how nervous she looked.

"Well actually I've seen him a lot..I bumped into him one day at K-mart, at first he didn't recognize me but when I explained to him that I was the sister of the boy who used to be the crap outta him almost every day he recognized me instantly." She bitterly spoke still angry at her brother for being so cruel to people.

"Look sis, you stay away from the man." He was pissed and she knew it.

"That's gonna be  hard to do, considering I work for him." She announced.

She watched as he started shaking with anger. "Your what?" He seethed.

"Yeah i'm his new stylist he needs one and I need a job it actually worked out perfectly." This was the first job she's gotten as a stylist and she sure as hell wasn't giving it up just because her brother hated her boss.

"Quit." He demanded.

"No." She spoke sternly.

"Cynphony i'm not playing." He argued.