Perfect Chaos || An Eminem Fanfiction

Chapter 3. Lose yourself

"Yo so I wanna keep in touch, tours hectic at the moment but can I hit you up when I can?" Marshall said standing at the doorway of his hotel room that afternoon slipping Ella a piece of paper with his number and her giving him hers "We'll catch up after the tour when I'm back in Detroit ay and continue this"

"Sure I mean if you want"

"Aight then, thanks for keeping me company last night and today, I won't fucking forget it for the rest of my days" Marshall Chuckled and leaned in to kiss her hard one more time "Untill next time baby, I have a car downstairs ready to take you and Sara home"

———

Ella's sighed as she rolled over in her bed.

It had been a 2 weeks since the concert and she was still having flashbacks of her night with Marshall.

"Quit sighing" Sara huffed and threw a pillow at Ella "I can hear you thinking about ya nasty night with Slim Shady"

They were both in Ella's bed as they had just staggered in from work and passed out on her bed while talking.

"I'm not"

"You knew it was a one night stand so just drop it girl, don't get into it with him, just use it, you Fucked Eminem"

Ella chuckled "He's been in touch"

Sara's head snapped up "What?"

"He's been calling and texting me"

"Well I'll be fucked" Sara said scratching her head.

"Yeah said he'd be keen to catch up after the tour" Ella smiled "He doesn't message and call all the time, only when he gets a break"

"Well just don't stick your heart in it" Sarah said raising her eyebrow "I don't give a shit how good he was in bed"

Ella sighed again, yeah he was incredible.

Her phone vibrated throughly the room, moving around her bedside.

She picked it up and saw Marshall's name flashing.

"Hey"

She watched as Sara's head popped up.

"Girl you got me fucked up"

"Hello to you too"

"Ayo listen, you and your girl wanna come out to Massachusetts?, we gonna be doing 2 shows"

Ella smiled at Sara who nodded yes.

"Sure we can make that work, it's a 10 hour drive but we'll make a road trip of it"

"Nah fuck that, I'll get you flown here, picked up and you can stay in my hotel, can't have you driving girl, you'll be too tired for me" Marshall Chuckled through the phone "I want a repeat of last time, I can't stop thinking about it, I'll get you girls two passes to the show too"

Ella internally screamed, she couldn't believe this.

"Anyways Girl I gotta go, Paul's bitching me out and I'm due on stage"

"Ok see you in a few days Marshall"
With that he hung up and Ella bounced on the bed "we're going o another concert!"

Sara smiled and rolled off the bed "When do we leave?"

"As soon as Marshall calls me later, he's gonna get us flights arranged"

Sara's mouth dropped open "Really? Man has expensive taste, this is gonna be the most expensive booty call he'll ever have"

Ella laughed with her friend "I'd say, he said I got him fucked up"

Sara raised an eyebrow "What the fuck did you both do that night and day"

"We literally did it the whole time, he asked me if I wanted to drop some E and I did and it was incredible"

"Girl you be careful with those drugs, you know what happened last time you started with the drugs"

"I know it's a once off thing I swear"

"I can't believe Eminem is flying you out to see him, that is the coolest thing ever" Sara sighed.

"And you" Ella smiled "he said and ya girl"

My phone vibrated and it was a random number.

It was a text message from Marshall's manager Paul giving me the flight details.

"He actually did it, his manager just texted me!"

"Well we better get ready for work if we want those days off, no way am I missing out on this!"

Ella jumped off her bed and got ready for work alongside Sara.

"Do you think he's into me?" Ella suddenly asked.

"Hard to say, he's a rapper with groupies throwing themselves at him so he could really get it at anytime" Sara pondered for a moment "But then I mean he IS flying you to him, which most guys wouldn't even drive to someone if they had another option in front of them"

———

Marshall threw his phone on the couch still unsure of why he just did what he did.

He could get a groupie, it would cost him nothing.

He needed to quit the drugs, they're making him do shit he never does, like invite a fan he's slept with to hang out with him and pay for her and her friends flights.

The fuck.

Marshall shook his head, it was messed up as fuck, he had been thinking about her eyes.

Her eyes.

When the fuck does Slim Shady notice someone's eyes? Especially when he's only fucked the girl.

They were so hypnotic and blue and they looked into his soul.

He blinked and looked at the joint he had been smoking and put it out shaking his head and fell back and landed back on his dressing room couch and leaned his head back.

The door opened and proof walked in "We on in like 10"

He looked at Marshall oddly "You tripping?"

"Nah I, fuck I don't know man"

"Why, what you do?" Proof picked up and started to light and puff the joint Marshall just put out.

"I'm flying that chick from the Detroit show and her friend to the show in Massachusetts"

Proof gave Marshall a confused look "Why?, didn't you near on bang her for like 12 hours? There's plenty of groupies to choose from yo, why you paying yo fly someone out"

"Fuck knows" Marshall said unsure of himself "I can't get her eyes out of my fucking head yo, like I'm fucked up everytime they pop up"

Proof thought for a moment "She was pretty hot though, but Aight where is this shit you been smokin" he chuckled.

"If only that was the case" Marshall snorted as they headed out for the stage.