Roommates [EMINEM] (COMPLETED & BEING EDITED)

Chapter Twenty-Five

。・゜・(McKayla)・゜・。
(MUSIC IS WE MADE YOU)
{Can I also just say, that I adore this music video. The amount of impressions that Eminem does is amazing. And it's just hilarious. Anyone else feel that way?}

"Mum! Oh my god wow!" Samantha squeals when she sees the plane. As you can tell, this is her first time on a plane, or at airport. She presses herself against the window, her breath clouding her view. She starts to pout when she can't see.

Marshall let's off a low chuckle. I glance at him, his hood is up and over his face, his head lowered. I feel sorry for him. Having to hide himself from the public, from his fans. I know that he wants to be normal once in a while, but the amount of fame he possesses, that's impossible for him now.

Hailie is also well covered, as she is known by paparazzi as well as her father. Me? I'm just a normal girl to them all.

I go over to Samantha and peel her away from the window. I pick her up, smiling as she gazes at a plane.

She lies her head on my shoulder, cuddling her small blanket to her nose. A sign that she is tired. I know that she won't sleep, however, she's far too excited, and maybe nervous, to go on this flight asleep.

Our flight is soon called out and Marshall looks over at me. I nod to him. We carry out hand held bags onto the flight, passing through to a private first class room. I wonder how much this has cost Marshall. I suddenly feel bad. I haven't paid anything towards this, and it can't possibly be cheap.

Hailie sits down and puts her headphones on, closing her eyes and sleeping. She probably has jet lag, considering she didn't sleep last night at mine. Samantha sits down and asks me for the iPad. I load up her favourite game, plug in her headphones and pass it to her. She happily plays on it. Finally, I sit down next to Marshall.

He wraps his arm around my shoulders, letting his fingers trail up and down my skin,"We'll sort Sammie a room out."

I nod.

"Then you can share with me."

My cheeks start to burn, but I nod again.

"That okay?"

"Yeah. Thanks Marshall."

"No problem." He smiles.

My phone start vibrating, blasting the sound of Beyoncé's Fifty Shades of Grey mix to Crazy In Love. I swipe it out of my pocket and look at the ID.

Arthur.

I sigh, looking at Marshall,"I have to take this."

He nods,"I'm here if you need me."

I nod and step into the bathroom, answering the phone.

"I thought I said I wouldn't let you take my daughter to America! What the fuck are you doing? Where are you?"

"I'm on a plane."

"We haven't even decided custody yet!" He growls down the line.

"Well guess what, you have no chance winning custody! She'll have a better life with Marshall and I."

"Oh, well, Marshall. That's the only reason you've left? To be with the millionaire? You fucking slutty gold digger."

"What?! I'm not with Marshall because of his money! That's you being a stupid, jealous dickhead! You're an asshole." I yell.

"I'm getting custody of my daughter, even if it's the last thing I do!"

I end the call. I rest my head in my hands and slide down the wall. I can't keep Samantha away from Arthur, he is her father after all. Maybe if I could ask Marshall to adopt Samantha?

No, I can't do that. I still need Arthur's permission, and there's no way he would do that.

He knows that my weakness is Samantha, and he's going to hit me with her so many times.
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