Savage Love || An Eminem Fanfiction

Chapter 27

Blair POV

I groaned as I rolled over, unwrapping my arms from around the pillow I had been cuddling.

Lifting my head up I tried to look at the time.

1pm, shit.

I looked around the room, it was empty and I was alone, Marshall must have been awake for hours and decided not wake me.

I laughed to myself laying back down, the fact that I was so use to waking up at his house, in his bed, after a blurred night out, it no longer even concerned me when I woke up.

I didn't even have to open my eyes anymore, as soon as I inhaled the smell of his cologne on the sheets I knew exactly where I was.

And in all honestly after the week I've had having to deal with shit, it had started to feel more like home.

At this point he was more than just a friend, he was an escape.

I sat up already wearing his T-shirt, climbing out of bed and making my way to the bathroom then headed down to the kitchen

I stopped.

"Marshall, I think your guest is awake"

The blond woman in her 40s smirked at me sitting next to a younger woman with multi coloured hair.

Why does this keep happening?

I was lucky Marshall's T-shirts were huge and engulfed my body and turned into dresses on me.

"You're awake" Marshall said turning around from the bench, also smirking.

What the fuck is with these people.

"Hi"

"Kim, Whitney this is Blair, visa versa"

"Nice to meet you, I've heard a lot about you, don't worry, not from Marshall" Kim smiled "You don't wanna hear what he says"

"I have a good idea" I said sitting down I front of her.

"My dad talks shit about most people, but he doesn't talk a lot about you, he doesn't like a lot of people, this is like seeing an eclipse"

"Whitney!" Marshall said shaking his head.

"Sorry, but it's true"

"She's not wrong" Kim continues and tilted her head, eyes staring into my fucking soul "This is more interesting than you'll ever know, Marshall's weird and paranoid, doesn't just let people in, but here you are"

"I'm right here, and I told you it's not a sudden thing, we've known each other for what 7 months"

This woman was intimidating without actually being threatening.

"We're just friends"

"That's what Hailie said, as she continued to point out she walked out of your room" Kim smirked again "In your shirt, like now"

"Oh ew"

"It's not like that at all, we don't" Marshall sighed "Whitney Don't pull that face"

"This is getting more interesting by the minute"

"You sleep together in the same bed?" Whitney hummed "And I cant even go to a male friends house for a sleepover"

"That's because teenage boys are animals"

Whitney rolled her eyes at me and turned to me "You're really beautiful, Hailie said you were, I didn't believe her when she said dad had a hot younger new friend, dad doesn't have friends, only groupies and booty calls"