Plain, Old Marshall [EMINEM]

Chapter Five

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Yep. This is an authors note. Sorry updates are slow! Please read my other stuff in the mean time, I planned out a Tupac Fanfiction...I dunno whether it'll work tho 😕 anyway! Back to the story! Sorry it's bad! And also, sorry that Eva is very forward, it's because she's a player and she's sexy 😆

CHAPTER FIVE

"I'm gonna fuck that son of a bitch up!" Marshall growled, slamming his fist into the wall.

Eva stood by him, watching Curtis lying in the hospital bed. There was an oxygen mask on his face, he was covered in cuts and bruises. He looked bad, fucked up in bad ways. Eva rubbed her arms, looking at the man. She thought of the times that they'd been together, how good he felt inside of her, she thought of his lips against hers, his fingers running along her body, she felt a pang of sympathy.

You could say that she was desperate, she'd started as a worthless prostitute, nothing. A skanky whore on the streets.

"Eva?" Marshall waved a hand infront of her face. She snapped out of her trance and looked at the man.

"Sorry," She said, trying to swallow the lump in her throat. She knew exactly who'd jumped Curtis, but she wouldn't tell anyone, not for one millions dollars.

"It's 'kay girl, what's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing," she shook her head. "I just need to go and check on something babe, I'll be at the hotel tonight, make sure your waiting for me."

And with that, she walked away.

It wasn't the time to slam a passionate kiss on Marshall, it definitely wasn't time to try and turn him on.

She walked home.

Her feet were killing her with every step she took, she went through the gates of her small, but cosy house and walked straight to the door. She wasn't stupid, with the money that she's taken from celebrities, she'd bought a house that hardly anyone knew about.

She walked inside.

"Mummy!" Squealed a small five year old, leaving the building blocks on the floor and running to her mother.

Eva smiled, an honest smile, and bent down to look at her daughter,"Hey beautiful."

"Mummy I missed you!" Jamie Lee wrapped her arms around her mother's neck.

Eva hugged her for what felt like years, before pulling away and asking,"Where's your daddy?"

"In the kitchen." She replied.

Eva stood, walking into the kitchen, coughing at the thick fog of spliff smoke, "Carter?"

"Ya finally back then," said her husband, slamming her into the wall harshly. "What took so long? Did ya find my present?"

"Why did you do that to him?! I got money from him! Money for you!" Eva exclaimed.

"He still slept with my wife! No nigga is gonna do that and get away with it!" He growled.

Eva gathered the saliva in her mouth and spat in his face.

Carter looked shocked, but his face soon twisted into a picture of pure anger. He wrapped his big, strong hand around Eva's neck and slammed her harder against the wall,"You little slut!"

With one movement he threw Eva onto the floor and straddled her waist, he grabbed a piece of her t-shirt and yanked her face near to his.

"I-I-"