That Hurts...( Eminem Fan Fic)

Chapter 7

Thanks to all who read this story of mine, I am grateful for taking time to read these unedited random words ;).
Mann it's so uncomfortable to write intimate situations... I'm such a prude
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No way...

I did what I always do in a awkward

situation. I started stuttering "I-I-I

don't kn-now w-what you're talking

about." I stammered. I backed towards

the door and tried to dip through the

exit. "No you don't" he said as his arms

circled my waist. I jumped at the

touch, and tried to back out, but that

put me further into his embrace. Now

my back was pressed to his chest. I felt

jagged breathing that was in sync with

mine, my heart was an erratic chaotic

mess. We stayed in that position for a

minuet and a half, neither of us

knowing what to say or how to start. I

felt a warm breath near my ear he got

closer and closer. "I remember."

Marshall whispered. "I remember" he

whispered again. My heart was

threatening to jump out my chest, it

was beating so fast that I was afraid it

would reach further complications and

reach it's speed limit and pull over

forever. He remembered, how am I

supposed to react, what should I say.

Maybe I should play it coy, or just be

honest and say "Hey, ya you. My doctor

told me I have stress problems and I

have to cut them out of my life because

they're not good for my life... and

Awwww where does that put you? in

the stress category, well sorry bye!"

And try dipping out out of the

bathroom again, but this position is

soooo comfy though! SHUT THE HELL

UP INNER MONOLOGUE!!! The shit I

never say... Damn. But in reality this is

what I actually say...

"Remember...?" I questioned. See my

number two reaction is playing stupid,

and then comes....

"Yes, I remember you." he says with a

mischievous glint in his eye.

"You do?" I ask.

"Yes." he repeats. He looks me dead

center in the eye and says something

that would have made my ancestors do

a beat to a dub step in their graves.

"You were that stripper we had during

my D12 days... you know my addict

days. You were our tour bitch." He

smiled wistfully.

My reaction was a bit slow, I was trying

sink in the information I was given.

Wait for it... "WHAAAAAT?" I

shrieked. I tore myself out of the

embrace. And jumped to face him, and

balled my hands into fists... My third

reaction is... come on you guys know!

DENIAL! Great job guys!

"NO NO NO NO NO ABSOLUTELY

NOT!" I said shrieking, I then step

towards him and grabbed two fistful of

his hair. "I would never stoop so low

and be your bitch, or throw away my

body for you idiotic sons of bitches." I

snarled. We were so close that I could

feel every intake and outtake of his

breath. "Relax, I'm only just messing."

he winked. He then lowered his head

and put his lips to my earlobe and

whispered. "I know I've met you before,

and I lost five years of my memory due

to drugs... but somehow I remember

you and I will figure out where." And I

credit myself for being a pretty genius

person brilliant actually, no fantastic,

yup that's what I am. But I probably

did the most apeshitest thing ever...

I punched him in the jaw.


"WHAT THE FUCK?" He shouted

grabbing his jaw.


"I'm s-sor--" I ran before I could finish

that sentenced. I exited the building

shoving people in the process. I made it

to my car and opened and sank in and

let out a sigh of relief. Before I could

celebrate my phone rang, I picked it up

without bothering to look at who it was

"Hello?" I said fast, my heart racing

from the whole situation.





"I am going to tear your ass apart." The

voice harshly whispered. All I heard

was the dial tone after....





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Side note*
I do not know how many times I dropped my phone trying to
Write these intimate stuff. I'd just put my head down for like five minuets then write again... I'm like the biggest prudish immaturish personish you'll ever meetish! ;)
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