Meeting Marshall Mathers: The Slim Shady Era

Chapter 118

"Oh fuck" I whined into my pillow as I woke up. My head was throbbing, and the more I became conscious the more pain I found myself in. I turned onto my back and shielded my eyes with my arm, I for certain did not miss being wired,
"Marshall?" I groaned and nudged him, he was flat out. I managed to pull my weak body out of bed to go for a shower.

After downing a soluble aspirin and almost throwing it up everywhere I leant my top half of my body on the kitchen counter and put my head onto its cool surface, I had no idea what I was doing, I was restless and just wanted to feel somewhat normal!

"What're you doing?" I heard his voice,

"I feel like total crap" I didn't even lift my head to look at him, but I soon felt his hand on my back rubbing it,

"Have you had some water?" He asked me,

"With aspirin" I managed to stand up,

"Grab this" he pulled out two bottles of water from the fridge,
"You'll need more than aspirin on a come down"

"What've you got?" I opened up my water and took large gulps,

"Ambien, we'll sleep it off in bed" he walked over to a top corner cupboard, pulling out a tube of pills,
"It's how I get through my hangovers"

"Don't you have work?" I cleared my throat,

"Not after last night I don't" he looked equally as rough with a little tuft at the front of his hairline where he'd slept on it funny, his eyes were dark looking and his skin looked tired, his dark eye circles gave him away the most,

"When did everyone leave?" I followed him back up stairs,

"Fuck knows"

"I can't remember anything after being in the theatre" I was trying my hardest to recollect,

"So you don't remember your friend kicking off with Proof?"

"Tanya? No?"

"Yea, when we finished doin' whatever, we got back to the studio an they were goin' hard at it"

"Tanya's lovely though, and so's Proof so I don't get it?" We reached the bedroom,

"Ima call him up in a minute, I'll ask what went down"

"Uhhhh bed..." I hummed as I climbed back into it. It was possibly the comfiest bed I'd ever slept in,
"I'm never drinking ever again" I turned on the wall mounted TV,

"You had more than alcohol" he passed me two ambiens,

"Yeah and I won't be doing that again either..."

"Guess it ain't everyone's cup of tea" he picked up his cellphone and held it to his ear,

"It was a fun but I just cannot handle the aftermath"

"Are you gonna take them?" He looked at me just holding the sleepers,

"I was waiting for you?"

"I've already... Ay Proof" he answered the phone,
"I'm all good, yo look I just wanted to ask you somethin', what time did everyone go last night? Oh... Man, I regret munching those pills, this comedown's fucking me up.. yea I'm gonna sleep it off so if anyone wants me tell 'em I'm workin'... But anyway, just wondering what you and that broad had a bust up over? Yea Fif's girl... Fuck.." he chuckled,
"I didn't think she was that kinda type if I'm honest... Yea... Aight dogg I'm out, talk later" he ended the call and pulled me up to him in his arms,

"So what was it about?" I asked,

"Apparently she wanted some coke and asked Proof so he went off on one on her saying he didn't sell that shit and it went from there"