The Real Marshall Mathers

A/N Okay this is my first fan fiction so it might be a little shitty but I hope you all like it! Btw the facts might not b right but w.e. -J

*Kaylee's P.O.V*

I was terrified to go home and see him. The man that made my life a living hell

everyday.My name is Kaylee. I live in a nasty trailer park in Detroit with my a

abusive uncle. My parents dies a few years ago. I'm almost 17. I'm a nobody at

school. I like to sing/rap. And I love rap music. I Could see the trailer park

sign and my heartbeat starts to race I get closer and closer. I was finally at the

door step and I could hear my drunk uncle yelling at the T.V. When I got into

the house he turned around to face me. He grabbed my arm so hard there will

be bruises left behind he threw me on the floor and kicked me in the stomach.

I try not to scream but then he grabs my hair and starts slamming my head on

the ground then I start to scream and cry. "Fuck you!!! Stop!!" With that he

slaps me in the face "don't you dare say that to me you little bitch!" He kicked

me in the stomach again and turns around to grab something. I see a drug

needle on the table.

Oh shit.

It's 10 times worse when he's high. When he turns back around I could see the

silver glint of something.

Oh fuck oh fuck fuck fuck fuck!

He grabbed a gun. He put it up o my head and said "Bye bitch" before he

cocked it I kicked his legs and he fell to the ground with a thump his gun

dropped to the side so I grabbed it and pointed it at him "Stay the fuck away

from me you asshole!!! I screamed he started to laugh menacingly. Hot tears

came faster down my cheeks. He tried to lunge at me but I shot him in the

shoulder. He fell to the floor and screamed in pain I ran to my room and

grabbed a bag of clothes some spare money and a fluffy black hoodie. I ran out

of my room to the front door and I saw from the corner of my eye him

running at me. I screamed and ran out the door with him chasing after me.

I kept screaming "Help!! Somebody help me!" I continued to run but when I

hit the sidewalk I ran into someone and I screamed. The person grabbed my

arm but I drooped to the ground with my hands covering my head thinking

"It's my uncle I'm going to die I have to accept that" but the person said "Hey

miss its okay" I looked up and I saw a guy around my age with short dark

brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He saw the marks on my face and his face

contorted into anger but when his eyes met mine they softened and said "Shhh

it's ok calm down" slowly I got up and looked over at my house to see my uncle

looking at me through the window. I whimpered and the man said "Shhhh

your okay now come with me" he got up and held out his hand. I reluctantly

gave him my hand and we started walking.mi said to him "Sorry bout that

back there. By the way what's your name?" "Marshall Mathers"