Savage Love || An Eminem Fanfiction

Chapter 74

Marshall POV

I had woken up earlier then Blair, which was strange because I wasn't a morning person, normally she was always up before me annoying the fuck out of me.

Bent over my notebook I scribbled rhymes that seemed to flow freely again, like the writer's block from the grief was lifted.

I knew I loved Blair, but this week has really concreted the notion in my head.

She's been not only carrying her own grief but also mine, selflessly talking me down off the edge multiple times, and just like that, it finally clicked in my thick skull.

She's the one.

She's always been the one.

I have been chasing this woman since I met her and it's all so fucking clear to me.

Why the fuck hadn't is seen this earlier?

I'm not sure if it's because it's the first time I've seen her in the reverse role.

Blair was always my damsel that needed saving, but it seems she's strapped and taking care of my bitch ass.

And I kinda like it.

Besides the morbid circumstances, I liked it.

No, I love this Blair.

I'm not sure when she switched but it was amazing, and that's when something flipped in me, and I decided I couldn't live without her.

I wanted to be with her for the rest of my life, but how I'm going to set that in stone I still need to work on.

My commitment will start with buying one of these cabins with her, this has been when everything is clear.

I'm not sure how she'll feel about it but we need something like this, something that's ours that no one else can taint.

I flipped the notebook over so that I was on the back page and I just started writing.

Dear Blair,

I'm not sure why I'm writing this but I feel like I need too, I don't even know if you're ever gonna get this but fuck it, here it goes... I thought I'd met every kind of woman possible over my lifetime, but then your body slammed into me at that party and all hell broke loose, who knew Satan herself would be injected into my life, hell, I'm starting to believe it was even love at first sight disguised as hate at this point, the way you cussed me out made me feel something that night that's for sure.

I smiled to myself reliving the scene in my head, her hair falling over her shoulders, the wild look in her eyes, she was definitely a sight to behold, even when she was enraged.

I didn't even know why I had the urge to write to her but I figured what the harm was, she never went threw my notebooks so really if I wanted to give it to her eventually I could and if I didn't, we'll I could just keep them hidden with my other books, I went back to the notebook and continued to write.

Well, I know I lied and said that it was the first moment I'd seen you, but I had actually seen you a few times, working at different events before we ultimately walked into each other that night, I thought you were one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen, then after the red bull incident, it was like fate itself wanted you in my damn life, and I wish I had someone to thank for that.
I always liked you more then I let on I guess, that was the honest truth, but your stupid ass was always drunk or high off something, doing god knows what with Kelly.
So I guess I did the next best thing, I tried to look after you, and that's where it went from there.

I heard shuffling and I closed the book quickly returning back to my lyrics as I heard Blair's ugg boots coming towards the living room.

"Morning" She smiled sleepily "What are you doing awake so early?"