Shady's Forbidden Love

Chilling Out At The Studio

The whole building is huge. I see the studio. Royce is in there. It's a small, dark studio. It's so nice and professional looking. With all the equipment and buttons on it.

Yoo Royce. I'm finally here. Ya happy? This studio..this building. I really hope I get to work here. Who's gonna show me everything? You?

First of all, slow your roll alright. Don't flatter yourself. I ain't THAT happy to see you. And yeah. We just gotta go over everything quickly. Then maybe we could just hang out downstairs and talk and everything.

Royce showed me the studio. How to function the equipment. He also showed me around upstairs. It's basically where people go to set up more equipment or discuss and have meetings with people. The building is used for a lot of things. Some people even shoot movies here. I was so excited.

Royce brought me downstairs where we would hang out. I walked into the door.

I wasn't expecting people. Shit.

It was a white decent sized room with chairs circled around the edges of the room. And on the chairs, were people. People I know who actually know Royce. Who are close to him. They must work with him or something. I know they aren't ordinary people. They probably expect a lot from me. Paul. I recognize Paul. Paul Rosenberg. Oh he's his manager or something. I've heard about him. Seen pictures of him too.

Hey I'm Y/n. Royce's friend. Nice to meet all of you.

I kinda just stand there until someone responds. Voices answer at the same time.

Nice to meet you, Y/n!  Here, come take a seat.

I go to take a seat.

Someone say something please. Someone fucking say something.

Royce speaks up. Thank goodness.

Y/n was way too overly excited when I showed her around.

Was not!

Really? So I'm guessing you don't want to work here.

Shut the fuck up Royce, okay? Get your head out of  your ass and grab me a soda will ya?

Ah, ladies and gentlemen, the real and true side of  Y/n. Well that was quick. That's basically Y/n on a daily basis.

Haha! Very funny Royce! Still waiting on that soda I asked for. Tick tock. Clock's runnin' out. We don't have forever Royce.

A man who I assume works with Royce speaks.

And I like her already. She's funnier than I expected. Oh and feisty.

Royce gets up and grabs a soda. Feisty? Must be that time of the month. He hands me the soda.

Huh, if you think being feisty means being in that part of the month, then you must be on your period everyday then! Right, Royce?

Everyone laughs. I feel a sense of relief. This isn't so bad than I expected. I'm making a good first impression hopefully.

Hey sorry I'm late. Fucking traffic again man.

I hear a voice coming from the door. I turn around.

No fucking way. This isn't what I expected.

I see a man. Brunette hair, blue eyes. Long, full eyelashes. His eyes are quite nice actually. Deep yet seducing voice. Nice arms. Wow. His arms. He's wearing a jacket but I could tell he's really in shape.

Eminem. Eminem. Him. The guy that I've disliked for so long. The man who makes vulgar music. Who raps about violence and hatred against women. ..What is he doing here?  I knew Royce was friends with him but really?

We share eye contact. He looks at me. He's staring at me. Wait what do I do. It looks like he's studying me. He's out to shake some guy's hand but his eyes won't leave mine. Stop looking at me. Stop looking at me.

He finally looked away. He greets everyone. He shakes everyone's hands but hugs all of his close friends, including Royce. He looks at me again like he isn't sure whether he should greet me or not. He thinks for a while, while he's still looking my way. He leans in and shakes my hand. I show no expression and try to avoid eye contact. I don't wanna show this man that I like him. His music disgusts me. I don't know if I can make it through the day with him.