Meeting Marshall Mathers: The Slim Shady Era

Chapter 32

I woke up from the loud buzzing of my alarm clock. I slammed my hand down to stop the cringy noise that made my nasty mood increasingly worse.

I sat up in my own bed listening to the British rain bash against my window, it depressed me further. Yesterday took its toll on me, having to tell my family everything over again and with Karlie wanting to know every little detail on everything.
I was worn out, jet lagged and in one foul fucking mood.

I slipped back under my covers and gazed into my poster, was it weird that I still had him up on my wall? It felt like I was being ripped off with just a cheap 5 pound poster when I'd had the real thing for a month of my life. My mind then crept over to the fact that I had to return to work on Monday, I wasn't ready at all... Someone was now tapping on my door,

"Come in" I muffled my voice as I pulled the quilt up to my chin,

"I brought you some tea, I've put a sugar in, you need a little boost" my mum walked up to my bed and placed down a cup of tea on my bedside table, I sat up as she perched on the bed with me,

"No offence mum but I don't think tea is strong enough" we both smiled as I picked up the mug, warming my hands,

"I've missed you so much" she tucked some of my fallen hair behind my ear, making me smile again, nothing compared to a mother's touch,

"Do you know, if I could take you, pops and Karlie to Detroit my life would be just perfect" I sighed and looked out of my window at the dismal rainstorm, it did sound beautiful though,

"Well sometimes we all get a bit greedy once we've had a taster of something we can't really have" she rubbed my thigh,

"But it's not that I can't have it... I can"

"Jodie, this is your life, here, it's like when people go away on holiday, it's paradise for two or three weeks but eventually you have to come home"

"That was more than paradise, that was the dream I couldn't of ever dreamt up" I took a sip of my brew,

"Honey you don't live like that 24/7, for a week maybe it was cool to be in the spotlight, but imagine never getting to go to places on your own free will, planning when and where you've to go constantly, being followed everywhere you go, crazy stalkers becoming obsessed with you, that's not a life"

"It wasn't that bad.."

"Who are you trying to fool? Did you go out and actually see Detroit? I don't see any new things that's you've bought like you said you would?"

"Well, no, I couldn't really get out but.."

"So you were in a beautiful city, over in America yet you stayed in a house locked up? Did you get to go out on dates or go and do things together?"

"We went out to parties, besides, I wanted to stay in?" I defended myself,

"Of course you did..." She rolled her eyes at me,
"This man must be gods gift if he can make a women want to stay indoors like a caged animal" she smiled as she looked at the poster,

"He's pretty much the whole package" I looked at him with her,

"You're blinded, I mean yes he's got a cute face but Jodie, he's just a man, he's not all that. You could do much better"

"Don't be so daft mother. He's everything, he's hot, his body is insane, he's so funny, he's an amazing father and everything he does, how he speaks, how he is as a person he's just mind blowing, and when I was around him he sucked me into his little world and it made me feel so amazing that I was sharing a little bit of his life"