Chapter 30

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~ Jenna's POV ~


As I walked out the gates form Marshall's mansion I didn't know what to do. I didn't even have his address so I could call a cab.

I remember Paul's offer and I took his card out of my purse and called him.

"Yeah, who's this?" he answered and I changed my mind instantly. This was Marshall's agent, lawyer and his friend, why did I call him I had no right to come between them?

"Um ... hi this is Jenna" I said with my raspy voice.

"Jenna, yo what's up?" he sounded confused. "Where's Em?"

"I ... I need your help. What's Marshall's address? I need a cab". I tried to talk without sobbing but it was an impossible task.

"What have he done?" Paul sounded angry and I immediately defended Marshall.

"He's done nothing I just need to go home". My tears fell again and I could hear Paul cuss.

"Stay there, I'll send a car okay".

I thanked him and decided to go down to the main road not to draw attention to me standing outside his house with suitcases. I didn't want the paparazzi's to have a field day over Eminem's next crashed relationship. I wanted to spare him that as well as his kids.

A cab came and picked me up and I said I needed to go to the airport. The driver looked at me in the rear view mirror and said he got an address from the caller. I nodded and lean my head to the cold window and got lost in my thoughts.

I didn't want to go but the relationship was doomed from the start. I didn't fit in to his world I was not good enough for him. Whit had seen it right away.

Go home with your tail between your legs before you become a laughingstock to all his friends. Find a man at home and lure him in so you can get some, you seem to need it, bitch.

My head hurt and I closed my eyes for a second. Suddenly the cab stopped and I saw that we were outside the studio.

"No" I told the driver "I was going to the airport. There must been some misunderstanding".

My door opened and Paul stood there with his hand out ready to help me get out of the car. My bags already at the curb and I shook my head at him.

"I called you for you to help me" I said and looked down. "Not for you to take me here and ... I don't know".

"Come on in Jenna. We need to talk" he said with his calm deep voice.

I didn't have the energy to say no anymore.

"I just can't do this, Paul" I told him as we sat in his office.

Nancy has given me some of her 'special heartbreak tea' as she saw me come in all teared up. Paul sat opposite me and all I could think of was Marshall's tearful eyes as I left him standing in his living room.

"What is it you can't do exactly?" he said and I knew what he tried to do.

He wanted me to admit that I really didn't wanted to leave. Of course I didn't want to leave but I had no choice.

Whit hated me and Marshall needs a woman who don't have all my issues. A woman who can take care of him and blend in with his friends and behave as she belonged in his world. When I told him this he smiled at me.

"Don't you think Em has a saying in this? About what he needs and such?" I shook my head at him.

"He don't know what he needs but I know it's not me. I can't even talk to his girls without they either hate me or they feel sorry for me. Little lost stupid woman". I started crying again. "And his needs ... I can't talk about that with you but I can say that I can't fulfill any of them. In any level".

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