Slim Shady's Lover

More Than Life

The last thing I remember was black then screaming. Not mine of course, I was unconscious, but a little girls maybe lots if them. a Then there was crying and people asking me if I could hear them. Not really anything I could muster up into brain to actually make me want to wake from whatever I was going through. I couldn't stop thinking about what I "could've" been. What Marshall is. It was all so surreal. I have two stepdaughters well they will be. I have a huge home to live in and a career that will soon take off once my YouTube channel actually hits someone besides Dre. Who I haven't talked to in a while. That's what I'm thinking about? Being famous? Gosh I'm such a looser.

"She's fine. She has some head trauma and a broken rib but rather than that she can go home today." The doctor nodded to someone. He was blurry but it became clear once I blinked my eyes a couple of times. "A?" Marshall asked. "You alright?" I nodded and felt his hands lock with mine. "Umm I canceled the wedding earlier. I think we should just go to Vegas. Get married there and stay for a honeymoon. The quicker we're done with that I can have you to myself." I laughed a little and he rubbed ear behind my ear. "You're so beautiful." He whispered. "Marshall?"

"I...I um I think we should separate for a little. We can still talk but I feel like crap and I probably look like it and you're just trying to make me feel better but you deserve better. Go back to Kim or attempt at Dina..." I trailed on. "Are you kidding me? You're better than both those hos. You are beautiful and smart and you actually have talent..."

"Really?"

"Baby why would I lie?"

"I can't wait to be Mrs. Mathers."

"I can't wait till you are home with me again." I smiled as he kissed my head and then my lips. "Get some sleep. The girls will be here in an hour. "By the way you're not giving me gifts or anything right?" He smirked and kissed my nose before walking out.

How in the world did I deserve him? How?