Chapter 88

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I stood up as I saw Em come out of the doors with his crew, he didn't look very impressed.

"You okay?" I asked as I walked forward with him,

"Nothing you can help wit'" he huffed and got onto his phone almost instantly.

Once we left the building and into the cars I kind of guessed where his anger had come from. There was some highly strung up phone calls about an artist named Canibus who had thrown punches at Eminem on a recent record, he was on the phone raging whilst arranging a collection of diss tracks to be cooked up quicker than you could say the word diss.

"Canibitch dissed me to call me back out again, acting fuckin' salty" his voice very sardonic,

"You guys had beef way back right?"

"He crept up the beef, I couldn't of given a fuck back then, till some little sissy punk calls me out on a remake of my own fuckin' song then the bitch has got a battle"

"What's he said?"

"It don't matter, I aint about to repeat his whack ass bars"

"Breathe.." I comfortingly rubbed his thigh, he sighed out,

"Yo I'm sorry" he rubbed his forehead, and then rested his hand on my thigh,

"Don't apologise" I put my hand over the top of his,

"You wanna do something later on? Just me and you?" His voice dropped to a calmly quiet tone,

"Is that such a good idea?"

"What d'you mean?"

"Well every time we go out we always argue"

"For real?" He smiled knowing fully well that I was correct,

"You know I'm right so don't.. don't pull that face" I grinned a little as he grabbed my hand to avoid me poking him,

"Then lets for one night try to not fuck shit up" he leant into me, now stroking my leg, I looked into his eyes,
"Soo?"

"Okay.. But if we.."

"But nothin', we ain't arguing, if you backchat I'm just gonna have to shut you up with a dick choke"

"Marshall!" I spurted a giggle,

"I meant to say joke! A dick joke" he grinned and chuckled to himself,

"Sure you did" I rolled my eyes and smiled into our kiss. I broke from it to read a text that was bleeping away on my phone.. It was from an unsaved number.

From: +447873441107
Received: 12:16

Is this Jodie Mayer? This is Jordan Daniels, Karlie Moore gave me your number to get in contact as I'm on a business trip in Detroit and to my knowledge you're out here, are you free for a coffee?
Hope to hear from you soon! :) x

My throat went dry and my heart raced as I gawked at the text message on my phone,

"You look like you seen a ghost, you good?" I heard a mumble from Marshall,

"Erm.. Yeah. Are we going home or are we staying here?" I flipped down my phone and put it back into my clutch bag,

"Home why?" He frowned,

"An old friend is over in Detroit on business and they've asked to meet up"

"Who's your friend?" He questioned,

"Just a friend, like I said?" My face was impassive,

"Don't need to use that tone with me, I'm only askin'" he looked away.

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