Gangstress

March 1999 (4)

***Marshall's POV***

It had been about a week since I started seeing Kim again, and I still hadn't told Angel, let alone broken up with her. I just kept talking to her like everything was normal, and that I wasn't the biggest piece of shit on the planet. 

The day after we had sex for the first time I was so angry with myself and with Kim that I went into the studio and recorded the most angry, violent, and gruesome song I could come up with. I called it "Kim", and I don't know if it's gonna make the final cut for this new record, but it definitely helped get my anger out. 

Regardless of how angry I was the day after, I still kept seeing her. She promised me a real family, and that was all I had ever wanted. Kim had said that maybe if we still wanted to get married, we could also adopt Alaina, her niece. I had wanted Kim to adopt her for awhile, since Dawn was an even bigger wreck than Kim was. 

Alaina had been in foster care a few times due to Dawn's drug use around her, and that made me sick to my fuckin' stomach. She was the sweetest little girl, and I knew she would have no chance if she didn't get out of Dawn's care soon. 

While that was something I really wanted to do, I told Kim we were gonna have to wait a bit. I mean, I still hadn't even broken up with Angel, so I certainly wasn't about to get married before I do that. I knew the next time I went to New York, I was gonna have to do it. Me and Angel had talked about having her come here next time, but I couldn't do that to her now. I didn't want her to have to fly to Detroit, just to be broken up with, and then have to stay at a shitty Detroit hotel. 

I still loved Angel so fuckin' much, and while she was better than Kim in almost every way, Kim could still give me something that Angel couldn't. A family with Hailie. 

I had also started looking into lawyers to hopefully get custody of Nate. I had the money now, so I knew I could afford it, but it was just a matter of how much of a fight my mom was gonna put up in court. I figured for the right price, I could get Nate pretty easily, but I was just unsure of how much she was gonna ask for. 

Before me and Kim went and got custody of two more kids though, I knew I was gonna have to get a house to hold all of them. I had been working constantly on my new record, so I got Paul to hire a real estate agent, and then any that he thought was worth my time, he passed along to me. I had looked at a couple so far, but nothing really stuck yet. 

Currently, I was on my way back to LA with the boys to go meet with Dre and work on the record with him. The label had also offered me my own record label, which I was so fuckin' excited about. So, I was also going there to sign some of those contracts so we could start getting that process started. I already knew what I wanted to call it, Shady Records. I was gonna sign D12 as soon as I could, and then we could finally start droppin' records with all of us. 

Me and all the boys had a pact that if one of us were to ever blow up, we would always sign the group as soon as we could. I was never gonna break that promise to them, they were my boys. They had all been there for me through the highs and the extreme lows, so I was determined to support them as best I could for the rest of my life. 

As soon as we touched down in LA, the first thing I did was call Angel. I flipped open my phone, pulled out the antenna and hit 'talk' on her contact. 

"Hey baby! You landed okay?" Fuck, I really needed to break up with her as soon as I could. I couldn't fuckin' handle listening to her be so nice to me. But I loved her so fuckin' much. I didn't want to have to let her go yet. 

"Hey, yeah I did. Just walking to the car now." 

"Good." I could hear her smiling. "I wont keep ya long, just happy to know you're safe."