Savage Love || An Eminem Fanfiction

Chapter 15

Marshall's POV

If you had of told me 2 months ago I was going to befriend a woman without the intention to fuck her, I would have laughed in your face.

We all know my stance on women that aren't related to me.

But then satan decided hell didn't need a second ruler, so he opened those gates up and spat Blair out in front of me, causing a ripple effect that for some fucking reason, fate decided to keep gracing me with her goddamn presence.

I spent most of the last two decades years raising Hailie, Alaina and Whitney.

Whitney, who was turning 18 this year, meant they were all finally officially adults, I got to be the supportive dad when they needed me, from a distance, because they were all independent and stable, so I could finally focus on just music again.

Well as fate would have it, decided I wasn't finished, so they gifted me with a 28 year old woman who's mental state due to a broken heart was a force in itself to be reckoned with.

She's not all that bad once you get past the binge drinking, drug taking and get her sober, she puts up one hell of a act, but I see through her like glass

Even though she still annoys the fuck out of me from time to time.

It helped that she was witty and intelligent, with a sense of humour and could fire off comebacks rapidly like myself, so the banter was always worth the trouble, the only problem is that she was oh so very stupid and incredibly self destructive at the same time, but then, I've had worse friends.

"No Colson, nothing's going on with him, besides, why would it be any of your business anyways"

Blair was laid by the pool sunbathing while I was shooting hoops, she had come over earlier, she just wanted to soak up the rare Detroit sun, Kelsey was meant to come with her but got called into work, which I'm glad.

I hated the bitch anyways.

Blair had been on the phone arguing for the last 30 minutes.

"What, do you think just because you fuck me you own me?" She sneered into the phone.

I smirked to myself.

He's probably crying.

"I'm not fucking Marshall, thank you for pointing out age to me, I didn't realise he was older at all, and even if I was, that's still none of your business" She snorted "We're actually friends"

She paused and took a drink, and seemingly was listening to the ranting on the other end.

"He could fuck you in the ass for all I care, it's not my issue, that issue is between both of you two not me, I can be friends with whoever I damn well want"

I could imagine she was rolling her eyes as I was shooting hoops and eavesdropping.

"Why? Because he's helped me out more than a few times, one of them when you left me with your sleazy friend that tried to fuck me in LA"

I wiped my face and picked up my bottled water starting to head over to the pool.

I usually don't eavesdrop but technically they were talking about me so...

"It's not about better drugs, why are you so needy, you're not my damn boyfriend" She yelled into the phone "OKAY, I'll see you next week, fuck, I'm not coming to LA this time, call me when you know you're gonna be in Detroit"

She hung up and slammed her phone down next to her.

"Trouble in paradise?" I smirked pulling my singlet off.

"Don't you start"

"Bitch, watch your tone, this is my house, you seem to keep forgetting that"

She snorted at me and lifted her sunglasses, a small smile now playing on her lips.

"You keep telling me that, but it still doesn't mean anything to me"

I shook my head and jumped in the pool right next where she was lounging, being answered by a shriek.

"I can't believe you just did that" She frowned as I climbed out of the pool and stood over her

"Don't"

I leaned over picking her up and dumping her in the water.

"You're such a jackass, how old are you, 16?"

"Mentally maybe, relax, you needed to cool down anyways, that call got you heated and satan started to sweat"

"Don't get me started" she groaned and put her wet hair up "I don't know how many more times I can argue about just being friends with benefits, like how is it so fucking hard to understand"

I shrugged, climbing out and sitting on the edge "He's young and stupid"

"You understand what it means though"

"I'm 47 Blair, I've been down that road so many times I've lost count, If I didn't understand what it meant by now, there would have to be something wrong with me"

She sighed and laid her head back on the edge of the pool.

"It's too much"

"Well then don't do it? And if you're desperate find someone else, that kids as unstable as they come, it doesn't surprise me that he's a stage 10 clinger"

She snorted "You've got that right, it's like he's trying to compete for my attention, especially when he's found out I've been hanging with your ass"

"Of Course, I'm always right" I chuckled "Plus I AM kinda superior to him, not surprised he's having a break down about it"

"Touché" She laughed nodded.

"He'd probably off himself if you ever slept with me and he found out" I said then scratched my chin "Wanna test the theory?"

"Hell no, You know he's a friend to me though so stop" She laughed then she got a little serious "Hey Marshall, Can I ask you a huge favour?"

"I am not buying you tampons again, that was a one off"

"No stupid, can you come to my sisters wedding with me?, I was going to ask Colson but now I feel like he'd get the wrong idea"

"Big ask, I'd hate to take the spotlight off her and her husband to be..."

"Come on, it's your kind of petty! Please?, I'll owe you"

"What could you possibly have that I'd want?"

She thought for a minute, it was always a dangerous thing for her to do this kind of thinking since like me she had a whack Sense of humour.

"Come on, I'll stop drunk calling and texting you 2am, and save it for emergencies only"

"It does annoy the fuck out of me"

She smiled and held her hand out up to me.

"Is that a deal Mathers? Will you do me the honour of ruining my sister and ex's wedding with me?"

"I'd love to do nothing more, I'll even bring out the best of my obnoxious and cocky side"

"That would be perfect? I've already found a short tight dress"

"Better than that hooker dress?"

"Much better" she smirked at me.

She really was determined to do this, so I thought the least I could do was support it, after all, they were assholes and deserved it.

And I've never been one to be shy about knocking someone down a few pegs.

This is me we're talking about.