The Monster (My Best Friend Eminem, My Husband Marshall Mathers)

Chapter fifty-two

Chapter fifty-two

Marshall’s P.O.V

            My year has been successful! It began with my rebelitation, that one amazing night with my wife and the welcome home party Dre threw me, all leading up to my new release of the MMLP2. All my fans, even though what happened the last year; it did not affect the loyalty to me. I was utterly grateful. It is the middle of summer. I grew anxious to reach Detriot. I was dying to smell the air. I taped nervously on my seat, fidgeting and such.

            “May I sit here?” A man asked, no older than, he wore khaki pants and a black suit. His golden brown hair was slick back; he could pass for a mobster. He wore what seemed as reading glasses and he wore black shoes.

“Oh yeah…”

            “I’m Ronald…” he said holding his hand out. “Oh, Marshall…” I said, afraid he might notice me. He looked familiar the way he moved and spoke stood out most. His eyes were a piercing hazel brown, and reminded of Natalia’s. My mouth gap open, was I dead?

“Ronald?” I whispered.

“How you doin, kid?” he asked. “I’m your father-in-law…” he said. It startled me.

“I know a little straight forward, but let me get to the point before this plane lands…Natalia married you-“

“I’m not going to talk if you keep gawking at me, yes I’m dead you’re not! Close your damn mouth…before I’m tempted to pop a damn M&M in it…” I closed my mouth slowly.

“I anit got a lot of time…I just want to say as a man, I don’t like you I never did…you were not something that I would want my Natalia to come home with…”

It was upsetting, I treat Natalia good. You can tell it was Natalia’s father, his mouth gave it all away.

            “But…” he muttered, as he sighed, “I can see why she loves you so and…I give you my blessings as a father and husband…” he glared at me, I smiled though. I woke up with the plane empty; I quickly scrambled to get my stuff together and home. The dream made me sort of happy; I got to meet Ronald, the man gave my son his name.

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            Naomi sat in the shade with her new baby boy; she balanced him on her knees as she played along in the childish games to make him laugh. The girls sat by the pool with a few friends from school. I waited anxiously for Marshall to come home, sometimes I couldn’t help to look at front door in case I did not hear it open. Desmond patted my shoulder, “He will be home soon.”

            “Burgers are done!” Marshall S.R. shouted flipping them into the buns. My entire family was at my house for the summer BQQ. Marshall has been gone for two months practically going place to place with his new album.

“I’m in Florida he would say…”

“I’m in Greenland…”

“I’m…I have no fucking idea where I’m…” he would say. Sometimes leaving mw speechless and laughing at the same time. Ronnie watched anxiously at the door; dripping wet with goggles on and all.

“Ronald Ronnie Mathers….get back outside!” I shouted.

“I’ll get him Tali” said Debbie.

“Daddy!” Ronnie shouted as Marshall came into the house. Ronnie threw his arms over Marshall. Marshall walked into the backyard with Ronnie in his arms. I couldn’t help but to throw my arms around him and kiss him as well.

            Hailie was the first to hug Marshall, she was dripping wet causing Marshall’s shirt to have water stains on it, and he did not care.

“Um dad…” Hailie muttered. She had a worried expression worried of her father’s reaction.

“This is John…” she said, showing a boy a little bit older then her, bluish greenish eyes and dirty blonde hair.

“Hi, Mr. Mathers, pleasure to meet you…” he said shaking Marshall’s hand. Of course, Marshall is dumbfounded, looking over at me.

I shrugged, “He belongs to a Christian family…” I mouthed. Unable to understand what I’m saying, Marshall excused himself.

            “What?” He asked. “He is part of a strict Christian family, he is good” I whispered.

“That could mean anything…” he scoffed. I sighed shaking my head, walking away to bring food to the table. Marshall walked back to John and introduced himself with a smile. After a while, Marshall learned that John likes the Detroit Lions and he and Marshall share the same birthday. It delighted Marshall a lot. He made a new friend in my eyes.

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            “John is great” Marshall gushed. “Did not mention my music one bit!” He smiled, dumping the plates of food in the garbage.

“Told you he was nice…he didn’t even mention your music” I said.

“I want someone interested in my daughter, not my music…and I don’t want them using her to get to me to get some sort of record deal…” he said.

“I highly doubt that with this boy…” I said wrapping my arms around Marshall’s neck, giving him playful kisses.

Marshall began to sway me back and forth. He smiled, giving me kisses in between. He kissed me on the forehead. 

Marshall’s P.O.V

            I feel like the luckiest man on Earth. I don’t know what this feeling is but I loved it. As I swayed Natalia to no music, feeling her head rest against my chest, in the hot summer air, I couldn’t help but to smile. I should be on my knees thanking God for the chances he has given me. I couldn’t help but to think back how my life changed thanks to this one person. I was a different person for sure. As I continued to turn Natalia slowly around in the little area, I came across the plate glass window, and I saw my reflection. I was amazed in awe, I looked different. My smiled made me seem brighter.

            Out of impulse, I picked Natalia up and spined her around, causing her to laugh and scream playfully.

“Oh My God…” she screamed. Our eyes meet and instantly I kissed her, pushing her against the wall.

“Marshall…” she giggled. It drove me even crazier, lightly kissing every inch of her. I brought her down to the basement, knowing the kids are wide awake at this hour. Every moment with her feels like the first time, I always feel nervous, but I’m never afraid to touch her or call her name.

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            The most challenging part of living in a house full of kids is not only trying to have the private time with your husband, but trying not to yell so loud when having that time with your husband. My body jerked a few times and I suddenly lost my breath another couple of times. The room; being it does not have air conditioner became humid and mucky.

“Marshall…”