Love and Fame

Chapter 16 - Love making beat station

  I just woke up, its 11:19am. When my parents left yesterday I just cried, and wrote lyrics. Didn't talk to anyone at all. I grabbed my phone off my nightstand, and powered it back on. I had a lot of notifications, especially from Marshall.

From Marshall (6:46pm) - I finished my interview whats up with you?

From Marshall (7:01pm) - Is everything okay?

From Marshall (7:42pm) - Did your dad come?!

From Marshall (8:14pm) - Maegan please tell me your okay?

From Marshall (8:58pm) - I have a feeling your dad was there and shit didn't go down smooth

From Marshall (9:21pm) - Please call me soon I'll cancel all my plans tomorrow just to be by your side

I feel so bad that I left him worried. I clicked the button on my phone to call Marshall, and put the phone to my ear. It picked up on the first ring.

(Phone Call:

Marshall: Oh my god baby are you alright? Did you dad come over last night?!?

Meghan: I'm good, I'm fine, and yeah he did come last night. *Breaks down and cries* No no no Marshall I'm not okay

Marshall: Baby what happened? I canceled everything I had today, want me to fly down?

Meghan: Please baby

Marshall: I'll be there. I'll see you soon, stay strong for me baby. I love you

Meghan: I love you too )

We hung up. I sat in my bed crying, I thought I'd make myself decent for when Marshall gets here. I slipped out of the bed, and walked into the bathroom. I took a shower, and got out 20 minutes later. While I was putting on my clothes I noticed bruises, and 2 deep cuts on my side. Damn are they bad. I put on a black tank top, black sweats, and slipped on my shady records hoodie over my tank top. I put on my unicorn light up slippers, and sat down at my desk to write up some lyrics.

An hour, and a half later I finished writing my song pans in the kitchen. I decided I'd be productive, and record it. I walked into my guest room/studio, and set my stuff up. I placed my headphones on and started bobbing my head back and forth to the beat.

"Stop and listen
I'll rock it wicked, no competition on the shit
You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter than it
A whack rapper's what MG isn't, I'll kick it
To ya if you got a minute you'll bob ya' head like a walking pigeon
Play my position, I'm kinda different when rhymes is kickin'
I got lots of this, I vibe to it as I rock a fitted
The amount of people that's feeling me is a high percentage
They know I'm tight, but I'll be conceited if I admit it
I'm a climb the game until I'm up at the top of it
And don't be chicken to call me out if you got a problem with it
Unsilenced shit is gon' get you stuck in some violent shit
And feelings will be hurt so you're better off if you mind your business
Don't get it started, with that girl Meghan, that kid retarded
It's gon' evolve to some ruckus, she'll prove your shit is garbage
She'll be the illest artist, realist on this rap
All you guys out there wanna get her on your tracks" I rapped, now it's time for the fun part! The chorus hehe I think this song is great.

"Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
You gon' let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
Don't care what you say about the pans in the kitchen mama
I'm a prove that I'm the man in the kitchen mama!" I said into the microphone.

I was getting ready to rap the next verse, and my phone started vibrating with notifications. I took my headphones off, and picked up my phone. It was Marshall saying he was here. I put my stuff down, walked out of the room, and walked to the front door. I didn't even say anything I just threw his bag inside, and hugged him. I started seeing flashes, and noticed paparazzi taking pictures. Marshall picked me up, and walked inside locking the door behind him.

"I love you so much" I said while my head was on his shoulder hugging him

"I love you more baby, and by the way I heard the bass of your beat on the door when I went to knock" Marshall said chuckling

"Oh yeah I was recording my song to take my mind off of things. Wanna come watch me while I finish?" I asked him before I jumped down off of him

"You have a studio in this apartment?" Marshall asked me

"Yeah well it's kinda a guest bedroom too but still" I said chuckling

"There's that smile I love" Marshall said, I covered my face, and started smiling more. Marshall makes me really happy.

"Oh stop, just c'mon" I said walking back into my guest bedroom "This is it" I started pointing at things around the room "Pull out couch bed, mic, and here is what I call my loving making beat station" I said chuckling

"And why do you call it that?" Marshall asked me chuckling a little

"I call it that because each sound makes love to each other, and creates a great beat for a song" I said

"That's cute, but go on record your song, act like I'm not here" Marshall said while taking a seat on the couch. I got my headphones on, and starting rapping my verses. Marshall sat on the couch smiling. Good thing he's here, he always comes to save the day.

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