August, 2000
The Up In Smoke Tour was officially wrapped up in Colorado, everyone made their way to the planes or cars that would get them home to their families. DeShaun was knocked out in his seat and the rest of the guys were either talking or trying to get some sleep. Marshall laid on the couch in the private jet, exhausted and ready to see his girls at home, he talked to them every night before they went to bed and can't wait to hold them in his arms. Kim's been a bitch as always and he was not ready to see her.
Ever since that night at the hotel party with Isabella, he felt like something changed between them. The last time he saw her was with Hailie and Alaina at her house, he noticed that she acted a little different, like the way she would look at him. The whole time that he was on tour he would think about her and was not interested in hooking up with some groupie. They would talk more on the phone if that's even possible.
He had some time on the plane to think about their friendship and what a roll she played in his life. She would always be the number one person that he could rely on and he was it for her.
Marshall remembered back when his Uncle Ronnie died, she was right by his side with a shoulder to cry on. He would never forget that day, how he collapsed into her arms crying his eyes out telling her that his mom wished that he died instead of Ronnie. Isabella was furious as he told her that but she calmed down for his sake and rubbed his back in a soothing way, telling him that Ronnie's in a better place. That girl got a special place in his heart since that day.
The day Isabella told Marshall that she's pregnant, he couldn't understand how she let that happen, he was angry, not with her but with Dave, he would never get along with that guy because let's be honest Dave's an asshole but Isabella wouldn't see it. That all changed when Dave left her and Jack, it turned out that he was cheating the whole time. Marshall was there in a heartbeat to hold her. He never told her that but he paid Dave a visit, beating him up a little.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when a woman walked up and sat in an opposite seat from him. She looked familiar, she was probably in her mid-thirties.
"Hi are you happy that the tour is over?" She asked him with a friendly smile.
"Um... yeah can't wait. Sorry don't want to sound rude or somethin' but do we know each other?" He looked at her a little lost.
She let out a small laugh nodding her head. "Yes we had sex a week ago, I'm Anna."
Marshall sat up straight when she said that, looking shocked. Right then Paul joined them.
"Hello Anna, how are you?" Paul asked as he sat down.
"Great! Ready to fly home." She replied with a big grin, giving Marshall a wink.
"Wait you know that chick, Paul?"
"Yes Marshall. I introduced her to you, don't you remember?"
'The fucks goin' on here? I haven't slept with that woman. She looks good alright but not my type, man I couldn't be that fucked up to forget sleeping with someone.' Marshall thought to himself.
"Nah man I don't, what the fuck is she doin' here?"
"Yo I'm tryn' to sleep here." They ignored Proof's comment.
"She's flying back home didn't you listen and don't be rude."
"Why is she flyin' with us? Since when do we take random chicks and fly them around?"
Paul looked at Marshall like he lost his mind. Anna couldn't contain herself anymore and broke out laughing at both of them.
"Yo what's so funny?"
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The Life We Live
FanfictionFollow the life Isabella Martinez and Marshall Mathers live, the ups and downs and how they become from friends to more ... This is my first ever written fanfic and I hope y'all like it. (I tried) Disclaimer: I don't mean no harm to the people descr...