If I Had (Eminem Fanfic)

Chapter 15- Live At Da Phat House

I threw on a colorless T-shirt and looked into the mirror ahead, pulling my pants up but no use since the motherfucker slid down, clinging barely to my waist. If I bent, just enough of my assline would be for the whole world to see. Since the thrift shop around the corner could only offer me pants a size larger when I had gone on a shopping spree two weeks ago, this would have to do as long as these sweatpants didnt strip me naked and covered my private parts.

I decided to wear the same hoodie I had on the day I lost the house. But clearly I looked broke as fuck, as I stared into my reflection with barely any make up on. Definitely not someone who should be out promoting her debut 'rap' album.

'You look great now, c'mon.'

I felt his arms wrap around my waist before he rested his chin on my shoulder, staring into the mirror with me.

Happy couple.

'If you said some shit like 'you got the eye of the tiger, babe! You gon' drop the bawmb!' I would have felt appreciated. I adore honest people.'

He shook his head, chuckling. I pulled away slowly and faced him, 'Thanks. I gotta go now.' He nodded, stepping back. 'You sure you don't need me to drive you out?'

'Nah, Jayden's there. If I needed somethin' it would be your car. How fucked up and stupid is it that I got liscense but no damn car!'

'It's cause your mama gave you hers but you left it at her place because it won't work, remember you told me? And that you didnt want to waste money when you had it because your greedy ass thought buses and begging rides from friends would work better!'

I stopped to stare at him. 'You know me so well, Keid. C'mere, it's kissy moment.' We both leaned in but I was the one to pull him and crash his lips against mine aggressively.

I was also the one to cut eye contact and blush a little as we broke away.

He thought it was funny and laughed. 'Don't fuckin laugh! Fuck it, I'm outt.' Out of his house, his place where I'd been living in for a great while now. Well what do you know, my fuckin best friend, motherfucking slut Jenna chose her fake ass scumbag boyfriend over me. In her words, she just needed some time to think through things and didnt want me back for a while as she felt I had come out of the blue and started living at the apartment too soon. Fucking  bitch, I was paying for that shit.

Out in the neighborhood, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a smooth metallic device. I finally managed a cell phone and had Jayden buy me one because it seemed soon in the near future life is gonna be hard without it for all of human kind. I hadn't quite got the hang of it yet but I knew how to fucking call. As of now, I had Jayden and Mark's house phone numbers saved in my contacts. It was  downright pathetic.

I jabbed the call button twice and thrust the lengthy object to my ear.

'Where are you?' I asked after he had helloed.

'On my way.'

'Ok I'm waiting.' I hung up. After a couple of minutes, I  viewed his car enter into the block, speeding up till it stopped by me. He unlocked the door and I slid in. 'You ready?'

I was ready to go but shit nervous to perform. The thought of performing before an audience which I have done before and received much bullshit still unnerved me and made me want to puke my guts out. But I didn't tell him that and just nodded for him to drive. I had never been to Livonia that way before but Jayden had. We started by heading east on Cardillac Square towards the Bates Street.

2 Hours Later

'One time I truly miss that crackhead.' I babbled to Jayden who stood beside me backstage.