*Next Day*
Today I'm going over to Kim's house to help her wrap some gifts. Last night I went out, and bought her a gift I think she'll really like it. I roll over in the bed, and I can hear the shower going. Marshall's already up I hop out of bed, and go take a shower in the guest bedroom. Half an hour later I get out of the shower, and get dressed. Today I'm wearing a pair of grey, and black baggy joggers. A grey shirt that says dope in black letters, grey Nike AirMax, and my black bomber jacket. I kissed Marshall goodbye, and headed outside where Kim was waiting for me. Damn I need to get a car already. I'm sick of people driving me around. Anyways, I hop in the car with Kim, and we head to her place.
Hours past by, and we're done wrapping gifts. I had a nice time hanging out with her. I didn't want Kim to waste gas driving me back to Marshall's house so I just took a cab.
Half an hour later I arrive around the block from Marshall's house. I got out there since the cab driver didn't need to know where I was going. I walked down the street, and got to the front of the house. The security in the front let me in, and I walked down the driveway. I get to the front door, and knock there's no answer. I get out my key, and unlock the door. I walk into the house, and put my jacket on the coat hanger. I start to hearing loud moaning, I guess Marshall's watching porn too loud. I walk upstairs, and go to Marshall's bedroom. I open the door looking down at my phone.
"Your listening to porn too loud" I said, and looked up from my phone. I wish I didn't see that. Marshall, and another girl at it. Both of them we're running around putting on their clothes.
"I CANT BELIEVE YOU!!!" I yelled
"It's not what it looks like. Calm down" Marshall said slowly walking towards me.
"Not. What. It. Looks. Like" I yelled, and between every word pushed him back.
I ripped the necklace off my neck that he gave me, and throw it at his face. I grab this whore he was messing around with by the hair. I took her all the way to the front door, let go of her hair, and pushed her out. I run back upstairs, and grab my suitcase. Marshall just had to fuck everything up! We were just fine!! As I'm packing my stuff, Marshall walks into the bedroom.
"Where are you going?" Marshall asked
"I'm leaving you" I said, and zipped my suitcase up. I started walking out the bedroom door.
"No you ain't. Come back!" Marshall said grabbing me by my arm forcing me not to leave.
"You ever love somebody so much! You can barely breath when you with them! I LOVED YOU! I TRUSTED YOU!! Now I'm getting FUCKING SICK OF LOOKING AT YOU!!" I yelled, and hit him in the face. I stomped out of the room, and went to leave. Marshall grabbed my arm again, but this time he hit me in my face. I got loose of his grip, and ran straight out the door.
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I went to the studio, I mean it's the closest thing. I have nobody in Detroit so it's the best thing. How the fuck could Marshall do this to me! Everything was perfect, and he just had to fuck it up by cheating! I walk into the studio, Royce, and Denaun are sitting down talking.
"Hey Meghan" Denaun said with a smile.
"Hey guys" I said, and put my suitcase in the corner of the room.
"Why do you have your suitcase?" Royce asked
"Marshall cheated on me, and there's no place to go. The next flight to New York doesn't leave till tomorrow morning. So I'm gonna stay here tonight, and go back to New York tomorrow I still have my apartment down there" I said with my hands covering my face, cause I was about to cry. A couple of tears ran down my face, then more, and then I just broke down crying.
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Love and Fame
FanfictionMy name is Meghan I'm thirty-four years old. I'm a female rapper, I've been working solo, but I've been trying to get a record deal. When I go to Detroit to perform in my best friends club, what happens when I meet rapper Eminem, and Love meets Fame...