Eminem Imagines (Eminemzminnie style)

Imagine he kidnapped you

"So what should we do?" You ask breaking the silence within the dark room as you shifted yourself on the bed, so that you were facing the ceiling fan that seemed to go round and round forever almost like a timeless clock..

"I don't know." He replied honestly facing towards the ceiling as well letting the slight hum of the fan relax him if only a little.

"Was all of this worth it, were we?" You speak waiting for a reply in which he carefully delivered.

"Yeah I like to think so." He said as he turned his head to you.

"I want to go home." You say your voice growing tired but your will still very strong ever after all these years..

"I know." He said knowing exactly how you felt and what you meant.

"I hate you." You say knowing you didn't fully mean it, at least not anymore.

"I love you." He swiftly replied.

"You kidnapped me." You say reminding yourself more so than him.

"I saved you." He reassured.

"After you kidnapped me." You re informed knowing you would never get through to him because that's the type of person he was.

Ruthless.

"You know some would call this a twisted form of love." He said wearing the smirk you couldn't see but knew was there. As he ran his surprisingly warm fingers on your cold cheek.

"And some would call it Stockholm syndrome." You bitterly reply.

"Some might.." He said letting his words drift off.

"Marshall you know they're eventually going to find us, even if we do run there's absolutely no point." You reason.

"Well, until that time comes let's consider ourselves free, don't we at least deserve that luxury?" He asked.

"Even though we're not?" You question finally turning your gaze from the ceiling back to him, meeting his glassy eyes filled with way to many emotions to read.

"Even though we're not." He answered.

Y'all sat in silence for a while making you think he has actually fell asleep until he randomly asked you a question.

"You thought I fell asleep?" He said in a knowing voice.

"No." You lie.

"Yeah you did..you were probably hoping I would..for you could sneak out again huh?" He said in a voice that masked anger.

"This is why I hate you..your a paranoid psycho." You  sigh feeling fatigue starting to take over you.

"You'd be paranoid to if I drugged you with NyQuil like you did me." He said coolly.

"That was one time." You defend.

"Yeah before you fell in love with me." He smirked.

"Before I lost my mind." You correct.

"You make it seems like your in a prison." He said observing your face a little as he spoke.

"It is." You speak monotone at this point.

"Why, because you hate me?" He asked.

"No, because I love you." You say feeling almost nauseated at the simple fact.

This man kidnapped you, took you into one of the biggest Detroit gangs, had used you for countless numbers of things that you would never forget, and had the nerve to claim you and force you into a marriage in which you got married in the underground parking lot in complete secrecy yet after all that you still loved him, because you saw the good in people and you knew that he was considered the good one out of everyone in this stupid ring of gangs.

"I wanna help you." He said his voice almost seeming to echo.

"Why, why now?" You say.

"Because your different then those other hoe's that blindly follow their orders."

"You wanna help me cause i'm a independent free thinker?" You say in almost disbelief.

"Yeah I guess." He shrugged.

"We are so screwed up." You suddenly laugh.

"Like we weren't before?" He said.

You said nothing at that. Because honestly even though you'd never admit it you'd probably be dead on the side of the street if he hadn't of kidnapped/rescue you in the first place. You were an addict..and probably the worst kind..coke and alcohol. But since he took you in to his little gang of thieves..he's completely turned you off of it..which actually surprised you.

"You don't trust me do you?" He doesn't even know why he asked knowing the answer already.

"You don't trust me either." You laugh.

"Touche.." He says letting the discussion end as both of you fell asleep not knowing what tomorrow would bring.

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So..this is probably a dark imagine but also a really intense one because it shows a lot of different internal conflict and emotion. Two people who want to escape a life of crime but none of them trust the other..so in reality their relationship is completely toxic.