Savage Love || An Eminem Fanfiction

Chapter 26

Marshall POV

She sat with her arms crossed over her chest in an attempt to look annoyed, glaring at me, eyes wild, hair falling down and around her shoulders.

Only thing that ruined the view was the fact her neck was covered in purple hickies.

It took every part of my self Discipline to
not roll my eyes when I saw them.

"Your daughter is a snitch" She snorted, the first actual sentence she's had uttered since I picked her up.

"She was concerned, you look a fucking mess"

"I am a mess what's your point"

"No, an actual mess, have you slept?"

"Yes I think I napped for about half an hour yesterday, or was that the day before?"

"What are you doing out anyways, aren't you meant to be with Slum Shady for the weekend, I'm sure he has all the drugs and bad decisions galore at his hotel, starting with him, him being a bad decision"

"I had a fight with him so I left"

"Again?"

"Yeah he wanted me to be his girlfriend and he's jealous of you, he thinks we're sleeping together"

"Maybe we should, you know, just to prove his point"

"No idiot, I'm not in the mood for jokes right now and it's beginning to get too much"

I was about to follow up with another joke when I noticed her facial expression, it wasn't playful drunk Blair like usual, so turned the music lower "How so?"

"Well I just feel like I'm not worth anyone's time, look at me Marshall? I'm 28 years and can't manage to function like an adult anymore, I just can't even think straight half the time, I feel like I have no identity, who I was before was a lie, a large chunk on my life turned out to be nothing but a lie, my reality is warped"

She started to cry.

I've seen a lot of women cry in my lifetime, and a lot of those tears were caused by me.

But one of the most devastating things I've seen in my life was a woman that looked beautiful while crying.

It's haunting.

"I know you don't believe that" I said quietly "You'll get there, unfortunately In some relationships we lose our identity so when it ends, we don't know who we are, or where we were before, you just gotta find yourself again"

"And being single, partying and living my "best life" is meant to help that process and make me happy and feel independent right? Isn't that what all the blogs and magazines say? I'm not happy, and this certainly isn't my best life"

"It's personal preference, everyone heals in different way, the standard is recklessness and self destructive behaviour under the disguise of "living your best life" and this isn't you, I never met you before, so I don't know, but from what little you've e shared about your past, i can tell, the drugs and the days partying without sleep isn't you" I shrugged "And correct me if I'm wrong but maybe it's also why you don't want to pursue a relationship with dollar store Marshall, that and you're still hopelessly in love with your jackass ex"

"I'm too drunk to listen to your being smart right now" She sniffled with a small smile "How do you come up with this obi wan bullshit?"

I smirked and nodded "Life experience of a back and forth of a two sided toxic relationship that spanned most of my young adult life and a drug addiction normally helps"

"Right, the infamous Kim, you deal with her still, I mean it's obviously different but you still have too" She signed "I don't want to keep dealing with Brad but he's not my brother in law"

"It wasn't easy, we had to be civil in the end, it was better for the girls" I shrugged "what about the baby? It's gonna need an Aunty to teach it how to not be like it's parents"

"I suppose, but still"

"Nah enough feeling sorry for yourself, I get it I really do, but wallowing in your self pity isn't going to help"

She blinked and smiled at me again "If the world knew how you really were..."

"Anger and lack of conscious sells, I wouldn't be loaded if I was myself"

"That is the saddest thing I've ever heard"

"Bitch please, it pretty much gives me the permission to say whatever the fuck I want about anything, I ain't sad about it at all" I said turning into my driveway, Blair's standoffish demeanour noticeably changing to relaxed "Nobody would believe you anyways, besides, it took a drug overdose, years of therapy and raising three teenage girls for me to become this calm and this amount of patience, but I'm pretty sure you're the first person in years who's that close to giving me an aneurysm"

"You don't have to come save me everytime you know, I've survived this
long without some idiot in a Kangol hat driving a black Escalade constantly rescuing me"

"I care, at first it was accidentally, now it's on purpose because I've grown to know you and I know how fucking stupid and reckless your ass can be"

"I'm sure you're stalking me"

"Could be, you won't ever be able to prove it though" I shrugged "Plus you're predictable, which kinda makes it easier"

"I do have other friends you know, but Colson accuses me of always running to you, and technically I do coz I always end up with you"

"He's a deadasa clown, you don't always run to me, I come and get you" I said rolling my eyes "Because for some reason your "friends" always end up just letting you take off into the fucking night, wasted as shit and not once have I ever heard them check in with you making sure you're not foaming at the mouth in some crack den or dead in a shallow grave"

She looked down at the floor, I had pulled up and parked in my garage, we had been sitting in the car about twenty minutes.

"I know they care, they just aren't very good at focusing on other people, it's the age"

I knew her friends meant a lot to her but they were all toxic, it's not me to say who someone should be friends with, I mean it's their business, but I knew what I was like being surrounded by toxic people and how easily they can destroy your life, I'll be fucked if I wasn't going to say something.

"Blair, my 24 year old daughter could see you were distressed and very drunk, and she doesn't even know you, but she still called someone to get you even when you said no, your friends they don't care, they're selfish"

"Colson messaged telling me to come back..."

"I can guarantee that wasn't because he was worried, or he would have gone after you"

She pushed the car door open and almost fell out, I went around to help her when suddenly she bent over and spewed all over the ground.

It's gonna be a long night.