Daddy's Words Still Apply Today (Eminem)

Chapter Sixteen

       Marshall had been around quite often over the last couple of weeks to help Fèlicitè with Lesane. He had brought the girls almost every time, except for when Kim would take the girls and leave for the night without telling Marshall. Marshall hated Kim not telling him where she took his girls, but he couldn't really do anything about it. He would confide in Fèlicitè and DeShaun each time she'd leave without a word.

"You've been here all day, maybe you need some sleep of your own. I am fine for the night, Marshall." Fèlicitè said, as she looked down at Lesane in his crib.

       Lesane was asleep, and would probably be asleep for the next few hours. He had began to sleep a bit longer at night now, which gave Fèlicitè more time to rest at night. She honestly felt better getting more sleep, and she felt less tired during the day when Marshall was around to help out. When he was at the studio and couldn't come around, Fèlicitè was a little more tired and a bit stressed, but she was still able to manage. She wasn't always able to write music or record it, but when she had time, she worked really hard on her music and planned to release an album by the time Lesane was nine months old.

"Fine, but call me if you need anything. I was originally going to stay over at Proof's house to hang out, but I guess some rest would be good, too, even if Kim is there." He replied, causing Fèlicitè to chuckle.

"I'm always right, Marshall. You should know this by now." She commented, causing him to chuckle.

"Whatever, Fizzy, see ya tomorrow." He said, kissing her cheek and then leaving.

        Marshall headed straight home, deciding that he needed some much needed sleep. With all of the stress at home, hard work in the studio, and helping Fèlicitè, he was pretty tired. He didn't have to help her, but he didn't want to leave her on her own. He knew DeShaun would be there for her if she needed anyone, but he wanted to be there for her as well. He was just that kind of person--friend.

        When he pulled into the driveway of his house, he was surprised to see most of the lights out, except for one in the back of the house. He made his way inside, not hearing a peep from his girls. He wondered why they were asleep so early, since it was really only nine o'clock. The girls never went to bed until after nine, and even than, he would hear them awake until ten. Shaking his head, he thought that maybe they were extra tired tonight.

       As he walked closer towards his room, he heard noises coming from the room. He scrunched his eyebrows, before he slowly opened the door. His jaw clenched and anger coursed through him when he seen Kim having sex with a guy in their bed. Once she sesn him, she pushed the guy off of her and covered her chest with a sheet.

"What the fuck?!" He exclaimed, as Kim tried to calm him down.

"Marshall! I-it's not what you think!" Kim exclaimed, causing Marshall to chuckle humorlessly.

"Really? Because it sure does look like you were just fucking some guy in our bed with our babies in the house. What is wrong with you? Who is he? How long has this been going on?" Marshall fumed, as the man dressed quickly.

        When the man went to run past Marshall, Marshall grabbed him and began to beat him up. Once the man was unconscious, Marshall looked back up at Kim with a terrifyingly angry look on his face.

"That's Mark. I-I've been seeing him for a while. H-He's the reason I've been leaving and staying gone sometimes." Kim stuttered, causing Marshall to growl.

"You've been bringing the girls around with you to see him?! What the fuck is wrong with you, you stupid bitch?!" He exclaimed, causing Kim to cry.

"I'm sorry! I'll get rid of him! We can go back to being happy! It was a mistake!" She cried, but all Marshall did was shake his head.

"No, get out of my house." He spat, causing Kim's eyes to widen.

"Marshall-" She began, before he cut her off.

"No, no. Better yet, the girls and I are leaving. When we get back, you and your trash better be gone and so should all of your stuff." Marshall said, as he walked out of the door.

"You're going to see her, aren't you?" Kim asked, her voice cold but upset.

"It's none of your business, but yes, we are. We're staying with her, where the girls are safe and not in an environment like this." Marshall retorted, before he slammed the door shut.

       About that time, he seen both of his girls poking their heads out of their rooms. He still felt anger running deep in his veins, but he would never take it out on his girls.

"Hey babies, you need to pack a bag for a few nights, okay?" Marshall said, causing the girls to run over to him.

"Why? Who was that guy with Mommy?" Hailie asked, causing Marshall to frown.

"Don't worry about him. He and Mommy will be gone soon enough." Marshall stated, making both girls nod.

       Marshall grabbed a duffle bag and a few pairs of clothes from the dryer, before going to the girls' rooms and grabbed their bags. The girls slipped on some shoes, as Marshall packed a few of their toys for them. He hoped Fèlicitè could accommodate to them for a couple of days, at least, until Marshall was sure that Kim and Mike were gone. Once he knew they were gone, for good, he'd bring his girls back to his house. He just needed their environment to be safe and healthy, not like the one they were in, especially with Kim...

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A/N: I hope you liked this chapter. So, it's been a while, but I've finally updated. I've been busy with other books, and I totally forgot to update this one. I'm terrible sometimes when it comes to memory. What do you guys think of this chapter?

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