Meeting Marshall Mathers: The Relapse Era

Chapter 21

I was dressed in an all black, sexy, high neckline dress teamed with some beautiful nude peep toe heels that tied up the ankles and hair was straightened and styled over my right shoulder. I'd maybe overdressed to say that I was just meeting Marshall under no plans or reservations, but then again when did I ever underdress?

I got into the car and took a drive on to Shady Records. I'd never been to the head quarters in all my time dating Marshall so I was quite excited to be here in New York doing so. Just as he had said on the letter it was only a short drive from the hotel. I was now on my way up to the suite.
As I reached it's reception there was all sorts of album art work of Marshall's as well as the other artists singed to the label illuminated on the walls, it was a very comfortable atmosphere and quite low lit and laid back, and the staff were very nice and polite. I sat on one of the leather sofas waiting on Marshall to appear out of one of the rooms he was apparently in with Paul,

"Mr. Mathers is on his way down from room one" the receptionist smiled over to me, I nodded and thanked her. Tracy his PA then came from one of the corridors, nose buried in paperwork,

"Jodie?" She took a second look, shocked to see me, that's right honey, mommas home,

"Yes?" I asked back with a smile,

"Are you... waiting on something?"

"Someone.." I corrected her,
"Ahh he's here now" I stood up and smiled as Marshall came swaggering out in a loosely fitted dark grey and white Shady Ltd tracksuit with a black durag covered over by a white beanie hat, matching his white and black Air Jordan's, her face turned sour as she saw Marshall's eyes soften along with a little smile at the sight of my presence,

"Hey, you good?" he hugged me, I got an insane rush like I was meeting him for the first time, and our hot evening last night made my cheeks flush as my brain quickly flashed a couple of images back at me,

"I'll leave you too it" Tracy sighed and walked on,

"Mhm, are you?" I replied back to his question,

"Yea yea uh, I got an invite to a little party, and I was wondering you know, if you wanna come? Or not, I mean.."

"I dunno, I.."

"I really think it'll do us some good, allow us to enjoy ourselves"

"I... okay, I'll come" he knew I sounded unsure and hesitant but it's all he needed to here,

"Good" he nodded,
"So, you wanna ride?"

"Oh um, well actually my cars parked out back so.."

"It'll be safe here over night" he shrugged,

"Are you sure?"

"Yea. C'mon" we smiled at each other as we exited.

The house party we arrived at was like no other house party I'd ever been to in my whole life. There was people on the doors to take our jackets and park our cars and no queues for the toilets as there was about 6 bathrooms to choose from. There was music playing throughout the mansion, changing genres as we ducked and dived into different rooms. They had even hired playboy bunnies to walk around topping up glasses and handing out other choices of alcoholic beverages. Although, there was some pretty traditional values kept, such as the beer kegs, punch bowls, red cups, an abundance of liquor to meet anyone's tastebuds, people making out, girls dancing on the furniture with their tops off and drinking games taking place predominantly in the ginormous kitchen. In the pool room it was full of designer bikinis, boobs, ass and abs with people in the pool with huge bottles of Moët. There was a waterfall feature and the water changed colour to the beats, this was an incredible party and I didn't even know whose house it was.