Love and Fame

Chapter 38 - Numb

I woke up to someone ripping something off my chest. Opening my eyes, Marshall is laying down next to me holding me, and the doctor is ripping of the sticker thingys that hooked me to the monitor. They transferred me to this different hospital, and I guess they let Marshall stay where he was.

"Good morning, lucky for you, your getting discharged" The doctor with the name of Andrew said, as he took the last sticker off my chest. I nodded my head, and Marshall opened his eyes.

"Morning Mr. Mathers, your wife is being discharged. I'll leave so you can get changed back into your clothes, and after your done your free to leave" The doctor said, and walked out of the room closing the door behind him.

"Hey you heard that, he called you my wife. I like that title on you" Marshall said, before kissing me, and kissing my cheek.

"It's cute, I like it" I said with a smile. Meghan Mathers. Wow.

I reached for my shirt that was in my bag, and my arm started to throb. Totally forgetting about how they gave me an IV. Marshall grabbed the shirt for me, and placed it on my lap. Marshall helped me get out of the hospital gown, and put my shirt on. I stood up from the hospital bed, and put my arms around Marshall's neck. Marshall held my waist, and I kissed Marshall's lips.

"What was that for?" Marshall asked.

"Because your making sure I'm okay. No one's ever done that except my mom" I said.

"I'm supposed to take care of you. I love you, why wouldn't I?" Marshall said, I kissed Marshall one more time, and we got our things. Exited the hospital room, and walked out of the hospital. The cold early morning air hit me in my face hard like a brick, I took Marshall's hand that was linked with mine, and put it around me cuddling up on him as we walked to his car.

"You cold?" Marshall asked.

"A little, but your warming me up" I said, and Marshall picked me up running to the car. He sat me in the passenger seat, and hopped in on the drivers putting the heat on blast.

"Thanks" I said, and Marshall drove out of the hospital parking lot. At the red light Marshall kissed my cheek.

"What was that for?" I asked him.

"Just because" Marshall said, and drove the car when the light turned green again. It's five o'clock in the morning, it's going to take a while to get back to the house. The doctors transferred me to a hospital almost two hours away. This is gonna be some drive.

About an hour and a half later I start to realize where we are. I start to rub Marshall's shoulder with one of my arms while he drives.

"Babe" I say.

"Yeah?" Marshall says.

"Can you drop me off at the studio?" I ask

"Yeah" Marshall says, and goes to the direction of the studio. Five minutes later we arrive at the front of the building.  I grab my notebook out of my bag, along with my cellphone.

"Do me a favor?" I say.

"What?" Marshall asks.

"Can you bring this back with you?" I say, pointing at my bag from the hospital.

"Yeah, of course" he says, and brings me in to kiss him. I kiss him, and we release.

"I'm going to come later, I'm dropping the girls off at Kim's around 12 so I'll be here at 12:30 ish" Marshall says, nodding my head I close the car, and he pulls down the window.

"Don't get hurt" he says, and chuckle.

"I won't" I say, and start walking to the building.

"Damn mami, nice ass" Marshall says from the car, and I can hear him chuckling. I cover my behind, and run into the building.

Walking into the studio I place my phone in my pocket, and the notebook down on the soundboard. I sit down in the chair, and start to make beats.

Someone's hands go on my shoulders, and I flip out. I hit whoever it was without looking, and ran out of the seat. I turn around of a quick second to see Denaun holding his face.

"OWW!! Shit Meghan  damn" Denaun says. 

"Oh shit I'm sorry, you scared the shit outta me. Don't do that to someone who went to the hospital last night!" I say, and walk back to the chair I was sitting in.

"Sorry, and damn you heavy handed. Now I know how Marshall felt." Denaun said.

"Oh shit. Anyways why are you here so early?" I ask.

"When you called last night I was here, I dropped off Marshall's girls, and came right back here. I haven't left yet" Denaun says, and I nod my head. I go back to making beats.

After a while of getting the sound I want, I turn to Denaun.

"What do you think?" I ask him. Denaun got up from his seat, and stood next to me. (The beat here is the beat from Numb by Rihanna)

"I think this would sound dope" He says, and plays around with it. Next thing I know it says "Mr. Porter" and I push him lightly away from the sound board.

"No" I say, and start to chuckle. I get rid of  Mr. Porter name on the beat, and open up my notebook. Flipping through a bunch of pages, till I find where Marshall wrote down some lyrics for me. I read it over, and it goes great with the beat.

"Yo imma head home, shit I'm tired" Denaun says getting up from the chair he was sitting in. He gives me a hug, and goes for the door.

"Bye" I say, and he walks out leaving me alone in the studio.

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I've been working nonstop in the studio. I recorded the last song for my album, and the skit. Also I recorded Numb, I'm thinking about putting a rap verse on it but I don't know yet.

Marshall texted me twenty minutes ago that he'll be here soon. So he should be here any minute now.

Speaking of the devil. Marshall walks in with his notebook in his hand, and the other in his pocket. I get up from my seat, to hug, and kiss him.

"All the songs are recorded for my album" I say excited.

"Your deadlines are a month away though" Marshall says.

"Well I guess my album can come out earlier than we expected" I say, and sit back down in the chair. Marshall also sitting down in the chair beside me.

"Um can I ask you something?" I say to Marshall.

"Yeah, anything" Marshall says.

"Would you like to, um like, maybe put a verse on this song I made" I say.

"Sure, I'm down" He says, and I pull the paper out of my notebook that he wrote on last night for me.

"Oh so your actually gonna make this into a song?" Marshall asks.

"Man I been did that" I say, and play the recording of the song.

The recording ends, and he just nods his head writing in his notebook. I play the beat on loop, and I get up to get waters from the mini fridge.

Throwing the water on Marshall's lap, I sit down in the chair next to him. Marshall cups in balls, and screams in pain.

"It wasn't that bad" I say, and put my feet up on the chair.

"Oh, really" Marshall says. Out of nowhere Marshall grabs my nipple, and twists it. I grab his arm and throw it back, and hold my tit in pain.

"Fucking bitch" I say, and roll my eyes at him.

"It wasn't that bad" Marshall mimics me, and I go back to writing in my notebook. Marshall, and I have a weird relationship.

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