Pain and Fame (Book 2)

Chapter 8 - A Call From Nick

(Saturday, October, 25th, 2011)

Last night I stayed up really late working on the remix for Big Sean, and I started writing down ideas for the soundtrack. The only thing that sucks is when Marshall, and I were leaving the studio this morning we had to pull over because I had to puke. Morning sickness again, ugh.

Anyways though, Marshall, the girls, and I are all watching a movie together. It's really not that interesting, I'm about to fall asleep. This is what I get for staying up all night.

"I don't get it, what's happening?" Alaina asked talking about the movie.

"Fack, fack, fack!" My phone started ringing, and I quickly grabbed it, answering it. Marshall chuckled, and I rolled my eyes.

"Hello" I said into the phone.

"Yo Meghan, it's Nick" Nick Cannon said. I got in my wheelchair, and rolled myself into the kitchen.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked.

"Nothing much, are you busy right now?" Nick asked.

"No" I said.

"Okay, well I wanted to talk to you about something that had happened after we filmed" Nick said.

"And that is..?" I asked, and leaned back in my wheelchair.

"I have a video of you, and a guy getting into a fight" Nick said. Oh shit!

"That was nothing, nothing to worry about" I said. Ugh, fuck my life.

"Are you sure? Listen I know you just got into an accident, but you looked really hurt in the video, and this needs to be addressed" Nick said.

"Um listen, c-can I call you back?" I asked.

"Yeah, that's fine" Nick said.

"Okay, talk to you later" I said, and we hung up.

Shit, shit, shit!

I quickly rolled out of the kitchen, and passed the living room, going down to the elevator to go upstairs.

"Yo babe, you okay?" Marshall asked, taking his eyes off the tv screen for a minute.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I said, and got into the elevator.

I got out of the elevator, and rolled down to the bedroom. When I got into the bedroom I got out of my wheelchair, and plopped myself down on the bed. I sighed. Why is this happening? The bedroom door opened, and Marshall appeared. He closed the door behind him, and sat down on the bed beside me.

"You okay?" Marshall asked, and started playing with my hair.

"I'm fine" I said.

"Then why after you got off the phone you came up here?" Marshall asked, and I sighed.

"Nick called. He knows about the thing with Kevin" I said.

"And what's the problem with that? If you speak publicly about it that motherfucker is gonna go to jail" Marshall said, and stood up from the bed, walking around the room.

"I don't wanna speak to the public about this" I said, and rolled my eyes.

"What, so that bitch could hurt you again?" Marshall said, and I went to say something but he stopped me. "Before you say anything, you're lucky that we are having this kid together, because if not that motherfucker would already be dead for hurting you!" Marshall yelled.

"You know what, call Athena, have her set everything up. Cause talking about this publicly is only gonna make you happy, and cause more problems for me" I yelled back.

"How will their be more problems for you? He'll be in jail" Marshall yelled.

"What about when he gets out of jail? What about when my mom finds out? What about when the whole fucking world finds out!" I yelled. "What Marshall, the day he gets out of jail your gonna beat him, and you'll go to jail" I said, and crossed my arms in front of my chest.

"You know fuck this. I'm going out" Marshall said, and started walking towards the bedroom.

"Take your pillow with you cause your gonna need it since your sleeping on the couch when you get back" I said, and threw the pillow at him. Marshall grabbed it, and shut the door behind him.

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After Marshall left I cooked the girls, and I dinner. We ate together, and then after a while they went to bed. I'm still waiting for Marshall to come home, and it's two am. I've called, and texted him multiple times but he hasn't answered not one of them.

As I started to doze off the bedroom door opened, and I opened my eyes to see Marshall changing into different clothes.

"Where were you?" I asked sleepily, and took of my glasses that were still on my face, placing them on the nightstand.

"Studio" Marshall said.

"So you couldn't answer my texts or calls?" I asked.

"I turned my phone off, sorry" Marshall said, and grabbed another blanket from a drawer. "Goodnight" Marshall said, and kissed my cheek then my belly. I lightly smiled.

"Come" I said before he left the room.

"Don't you want me downstairs?" Marshall asked.

"Well I want you here" I said, and he got into the bed. I cuddled up against him, and he wrapped his arms around me pulling me closer to him.

"I'm sorry" Marshall said.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter" I said, and kissed his lips. Oh my life is crazy.

(A/N: OOO, what do you think Meghan's gonna do about the situation with her father?

QOTD - What happened in your last dream?

AOTD - I went to a water park with Em, Royce, Hopsin, and 50. I woke up, and I was so mad smh.

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