Eminem Imagines Pt. 2 (Eminemzminnie Style)

Slim Fast and a Box of Wheat Thins

Warning: This imagine..is probably gonna take you on a emotional roller coaster..also..you'll probably hate Marshall in this imagine..But I think it's about time I wrote an imagine where Marshall wasn't the good guy.

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This was the third time you had checked your weight on the scale and every single time you looked at it made you want to cry and throw away all the food that was in your refrigerator.

"260 pounds..." You whispered quickly hopping off the scale while grabbing a tissue to wipe the tears off your face.

You had tried to blame everyone else for the reason you weighed so much which was an easy thing to do when everyone you knew was currently ruining your life.

Especially your cheating lying pathetic excuse of husband named Marshall who was currently sneaking behind your back even though he thought you were clueless to what he's been up too.

And you'd have to admit, for a while you were..Until he started staying out late at night and coming home smelling like another woman's perfume.

Remembering this only made you depressed..

And when you got depressed..

You ate.

And not just a tub of ice cream..

No.

You ate everything you could get your hands on, and if you had a craving for something that wasn't in the house..

Well..

That's what delivery service was for.

And you know it's bad..when..well you know how some people have their parents, or their friends, or even co workers if they didn't have close relatives on speed dial? Well...you were a bit different, Instead of family and friends on speed dial, You had Pizza Hut, Popeye's, Panera Bread, Buffalo Wild Wings, and Heck even that Chinese place down the street when you felt like some international food.

And tonight wasn't any different.

"Pizza Hut this is Joe speaking." Joe answered.

"Joe, it's Y/N...Hi again." You answered shamefully.

"Oh Hey Y/N how's it going? You want your regular or something different tonight?" He asked.

Yeah..you knew the Pizza Hut employees on a first name bases..Sad right?

"Give me the regular..oh and can I have that baked chocolate Chip cookie thing please?" You asked feeling extreme guilt already kick in.

But I deserved it right?

I mean..it was your anniversary tonight with Marshall and of course he was absolutely no where to be seen.

"Oh special occasion?" Joe asked.

"Yeah..it's my wedding anniversary." You feigned cheeriness.

"Aw Congratulations, your husband's lucky to have such a beautiful girl." Joe said.

Did he say beautiful?

"Um Thanks Joe, you coming to deliver?" You asked.

"Sorry not my night, but don't worry your food will be there soon, have a good night alright?" He said.

"Thanks..you too." You said hanging up letting a huge sigh escape your throat.

You decided to head down stairs and sit on the couch and wait for the food while watching the Food Network with Bobby Flay cooking up some stuff that made your mouth water. You looked at the time and saw that it was 10 o'clock and you hadn't heard from Marshall literally the entire day.