Eminem story rant

An Imagine?

Okay so I got requested to do an imagine..and I was like..

Can I really pull this off?

But then I got to thinking..

And i'm like.

Why not?

The worse that can happen is everyone hates it :)

So here we go. :D

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Imagine you and Marshall had been a couple for 2 years and you were feeling a bit uneasy because you wasn't sure how Marshall was going to react to the news you were about to give him.

You really wish it could've been good news like i'm pregnant! 

Or

You're going to be in the hall of fame for best rapper!

But that wasn't what was happening at all.

You see, your ex husband of 5 years had suddenly came back into your life to tell you that he had gotten better and that he was no longer an alcoholic and that he had been sober for 2 years and he wanted to work things out.

You didn't have any intention on working things out with him but a piece of you was still indecisive.

The door opens and your quickly snapped out of your thoughts and met with an extremely tired looking Marshall who tossed his keys on the table and plopped down on the couch not even noticing your presence.

"Hey.." You say awkwardly realizing that he was probably not in a good mood.

Which didn't really benefit your case at all.

"Hey Y/N." He says tiredly as he rubs his eyes to get a better look at you.

He quickly realizes something was off due to your standoffish posture.

"What's up?" He says sitting up a bit to hear what you had to say.

Your breath hitched in your throat shocked that he picked up that something was wrong that quickly. You tried to regain your courage as you took a deep breath ready to face whatever was coming.

"Hey where's Whitney?" Marshall asked cutting you off from what you was about to say.

"At a friends house." You say seeing him relax a bit.

"Okay, any way what was you about to say?" He asked focusing his attention back on you.

Okay this was it.

"So my ex husband called me today." You start off seeing his relaxed expression already quickly shift into one of concern and curiosity.

"Alright, what did he say?" He said calmly but you could tell anger wasn't far.

"Well..he said that he got sober." You say dancing around the fact he wanted you back.

"And that it?" He said knowing good and well that wasn't all that dumbass had to say.

"Well...he also said that he changed and he's becoming a decent person." You say still holding back the kicker.

"Y/N, we both know that ain't all he said now tell me what that mother----er wanted." He says bitterness laced within his words.

"He said he wanted to get back together." You quickly spoke wincing a bit at what was going to come next.

To your surprise it was a giant pause and nothing was happening.

You open your eyes  to see Marshall sitting there in complete silence with his head down making it impossible to see what his expression was.

"Marshal-"

"Do you want to go back with him?" He asks in a low voice.

"NO-Not at all I wanna stay with you." You say but you knew you were still conflicted.

And he could tell.

"Why does it sound like your trying to convince yourself instead if me?" He counters raising his head up for you to see his interrogative eyes.

"I"M NOT!" You quickly defend.

"Y/N, then why are you lying to me?" He says.

"What are you talking about?" You question having a bad feeling you knew exactly where this was headed.

The room seemed to get dimmer and colder as his eyes locked on you in a way you never wanted to see them.

Your breathing fastened and for some reason you were stepping back almost as if you were running but was suddenly glued to the floor.

You were frozen.

"You lied, you said he called you today..when in reality he's been  calling you the past 2 months every day at 3:48 p.m." He said taking something out of his pocket.

Much to your horror it was your phone.

"How did you get.."

"That's not important, what's important is the fact he's been calling you the last 2 months and you've yet to tell him to F off." He said.

You stayed quiet realizing you couldn't even speak.

"No, the truth is you didn't want him to go away, matter of fact whatever he said to you has got you thinking and for some odd reason you chose today to decide you didn't want him." He said coldly.

"T-today? What's so important about..."

Oh no..

You quickly went over to the calendar to see that it was true.

It was your 2 year anniversary.

You stood there mouth agape as he came up behind you and handed you a little black box.

You opened it to see a really expensive looking diamond necklace in it with your name in the middle.

"Happy Anniversary, your bags already in the truck." He says.

You turned around with shocked eyes.

"My bags? NO WE ARE NOT SPLITTING UP." You yell.

"We already have, by the way it was going to have our initials but I didn't think it was necessary since we're getting a divorce."

"No, no no no no no NO YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" You plead while he's leading you out the door.

"Don't worry, i'm not going to write a song about you." He says as you are currently outside the door on the porch.

"Your not worth it." He slams the door leaving you outside with your thoughts.

A car honks behind you and you realize it's the U-haul.

"Hey lady I ain't got all day!" The man shouts.

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Ouch.. :( Oh well you'll live! :D Hey guys so I wanted to do an imagine for you guys! How'd you like it? I know it wasn't exactly cheery but it was meant to take you on an emotional journey :D Anyway I got some good news!! So my english teacher made us write a practice SAT paper and it had to be like 500 words and I was so nervous but I got it back today and I got a 100 which in SAT form is a 4!! :D I don't know what I got on the real thing but if my english teacher thought that my practice one was worth a 4 hopefully my real essay did well! :D