Marshall stumbled down the hallway to the elevator. He was still pissy drunk. He stopped infront of the elevator & pushed the bell. He tapped his pockets. She has my keys. He turned around & headed back to the room as the evlevator bell rung, while the doors opened.
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1...." "Please give me my keys." Marshall said opening the door. "Not a chance." she said staring at him as he walked over to the bed. He's so typical.
"Why do you always do this?" he asked slurred as he stared her in the eyes. "Because you'd kill yourself if I didn't. Just lay down & sleep it off."
I'm still trying to make him stay. I should really be ashamed of myself. "Cyndi, come on. I'll see you tomorrow." he said kissing her & she pulled away because his breath wreacked of alcohol. "You're not driving."
"She'll be pissed if I don't come home."
She's already pissed. That's nothing new. Ooh..I hate how he stays with her.
"Ok, then I'll drive you." she said getting dressed.
"No...no. Then she'll know I lied to her." he said lying with his back flat on the bed as she pulled on her jeans.
"I'll make something up. I always do. God Marshall, you have to stop doing this to yourself." she said as she stood in the mirror & fixed herself up. "You have to stop...." She just turned around & stared at him because he was asleep. She sighed as she walked over to him.
If I were really a bitch, I'd make him stay..but I'm not.
"Marshall, get up." Cyndi said grabbing his hands & pulling on him.
"You got my keys?" he asked sitting up.
"Yeah, I got your keys. Come on." she said putting his arm around her neck & walking him to the door. God, he weighs a fuckin ton. Not like when we were younger.
Flashback:
"They all hate me..." Marshall wimpered as Cyndi helped him down the street. He'd been beaten up at school & Cyndi naturally was gonna walk him home. His nose was bleeding & he was pretty badly bruised. His shirt was ripped & covered in the blood that dripped from his nose.
"Fuck them. They're losers." "Why don't you hate me? I'm nothing like you. I'm dity &...."
"And you're my best friend. I don't care that you don't have alot of money, that's not your fault. I like you the way you are."
"Why are you so different?" he asked as they stopped.
"What do you mean?" "You're not a snob. Why aren't you snobby?"
"Because I know what it feels like to have hard times. Money isn't everything." she replied as she smiled at him.
"You only say that 'cause you have it." he said looking down.
"Hey...don't feel like that. What's mines is yours." she smiled as she made him look at her. I can't belive she's my best friend.
He looked down at his shirt & sighed. "My mom is gonna kill me."
"No she won't." "Yes...she is." he said nervously.
"We'll face her together." she said grabbing his arm as they started to walk once more.
"You know you're not suppose to come on my side of town. If your parents find out they'll kill you." he said clutching onto her as he limped.
"We'll they're just gonna have to kill me because I'm not leaving you."
"I love you know. You're the only one who'll take up for me." he smiled as he looked at her. "don't get all mushy on me." she smiled back.
Now:
Cyndi got out of the car & walked around to the passenger side of the car. It was rather chilly outside & the wind was picking up. She opened his door & nudged him. He opened his eyes & noticed they were in his estate. "I asked you not to bring me home." he said as she helped him out. "Yeah...yeah. If I hadn't you'da fell asleep at the wheel & where would we be?"
"What time is it?" he asked as the cold air hit his face & he woke up.
"It's...3:45 in the morning." she said looking at her watch as she walked him to the door. "Fuck...Kim is gonna kill me." he said as he nearly fell up his 2 steps. I bet she is. she thought as she grabbed his keys & unlocked the door. He opened it & went inside. Cyndi walked him over to the couch & sat him down. He layed back as Kim came down the stairs.
"I thought he was at a meeting." she said stopping at the bottom of the stairs. She was wearing a green silk robe & her hair was swept up into a messy bun, some of the strands fell into her face.
"He was...you know how him & the guys get." Cyndi smiled fakely.
"Him & the boys? So what were you doing there? Never mind. I forgot you're one of the guys right?" she said sarcastically as she walked over to the couch where Marshall was laying. Cyndi's smiled dropped as Kim walked passed her.
God if I weren't a Christian I'd say I hate her. What the hell? We all sin right? Cyndi thought as she took a deep breath to keep herself from jumping on her. She turned around & watched her as she knelt to Marshall.
"Baby?" she said softly as she caressed his head & he opened his eyes.
"Oh...hey Kim. Sorry I'm late." he smiled as she smelt his breath.
"Ugh....you stink. Where the fuck were you?!" she yelled.
"I told you. I had a meeting." he sighed.
"And what'd you do after?!!" she yelled as he sat up.
"He went out & drank...." "I didn't ask you!!' she yelled as she spun around to Cyndi.
Gotta keep my composure because I'm about 3 seconds away from beatin' the shit outta her!!
"Don't yell at Cyndi. She's not the reason I went out."
"Then why'd you go?" she asked burning a hole into him with her eyes.
"I was...I was celebrating our engagement." "Aww....baby. I'm sorry." she said hugging him.
"No, I shoulda told you." he said holding her back.
"Why don't you go to bed & I'll be up in a minute." she said letting him go.
"Fine. Good night Cyndi." he said going over & hugging her. "I love you." he whispered in her ear & she practically melted.
Oh....he makes me not want to let him go. This isn't fair. she said taking his scent into her nose as he held her.
"Good night." she said letting him go & she watched him disappear upstairs.
"Thanks for bringing him home & I'm sorry about snapping on you." Kim said glaring into Cyndi's brown eyes as if to instill fear into them.
"It's fine." Cyndi said turning to leave.
"I know you've been his friend forever...and I see the way you look at him. You always have, but he's mine. He was then & he is now. So don't forget that."
What the fuck did she just say to me?!! Cyndi thought as she stopped in her tracks.
"What?!!" she asked as she turned around furious.
"You heard me." she said firmly.
"I don't want Marshall. He is my best friend. I know we don't like each other but I'm really trying to be nice here. If you make him happy then fine. I am just his friend." Why am I lying through my teeth. I should just tell. She's being a bitch!!
"That's right. Just his friend. You always have been. Shit he runs to you more than he comes to me. I hate that. I want that relationship with him & I will have it."
"Well you can't have it & F.Y.I. I'm fucking him!!" Cyndi snapped.
Wait..I'm over exaggerating...this is how the coversation really went:
"I know you've been his friend forever.....I just wanna have that type of relationship with him. I wanna be his best friend. Not taking away from you or anything...but I wanna know the secrets you two keep."
Ha...she's jealous. Kim is jealous for once. Cyndi thought as she turned to her.
"You are his best friend...and his lover. So you have the best of both worlds. You have everything he has to offer." Cyndi replied.
Everything I should have.
"No...he runs to you when he needs help & I hate it. I want that. I want every part of him." she replied.
You already have it!! You have everything I want!!
"Then tell him. I gotta go." Cyndi said leaving.
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The Next Afternoon:
Marshall sat at his desk & stared at his mixing board. He was at Shady Records supposidly working on some beats. He was actually thinking about him & Cyndi. They'd only started being intimate 2 weeks earlier. He felt guilty for takng their relationship to a whole new level because he wasn't gonna be able to give himself fully to her. He still loved Kim in a way but he was in love with Cyndi. It was totally complicated.
My head is fuckin' killin' me. I should stop drinkin'. Nah.
"Are you gonna talk, 'cause you been sittin' here starin' at that thing for a couple of hours & it's freakin' me out." Shaun replied.
"Sorry, just thinkin' about somethin'."
"Like?" Shaun asked dragging the word.
"I don't know." he replied spinning around to his oakwood desk. He was sitting in his black leather chair that he loved because Cyndi picked it out & it was extremly comfortable.
"You don't know? But you're thinkin' about somethin'?" Shaun asked.
"Well..I...shut up." Marsh said confused & Shaun laughed at him.
"What? You got a hang over?" "Yeah." Marsh said rubbing his head.
"Cyndi drive you home?" "Yeah." "You need to stop drinkin' so much."
"Thanks dad. I'll take your advice into consideration." Marshall said sarcastically.
"Man, you know I'm right. I ain't sayin' you can't drink. Shit...just slow down. You drink more than me & that's sayin' somethin' cause I'm a drunk."
"I don't drink too much. Shut up."
"Cyndi watched you drink?" "No..I went over to see her drunk."
I know I shouldn't of went over there like that because she hates seeing me like that but....I can't stop. I have a habit...& she loves me even though I do. Marshall thought as Shaun continued to talk. He stared at him but he wasn't paying attention. He just wrote it off as him scolding him again like usual.
She's always been there for me...even the day we met.
Flashback:
Marshall sat in the corner & stared at the little kids play. He kept his hands in his pockets because he was nervous. His mother had dropped him off & left. He stared at the kids as two boys & a girl walked over to him. "Whad's you're name?" one boy asked. Marshall just stared at him frightened. "Do you talk?" the other boy asked.
"I think he's stupid." the girl said seemingly disgusted.
"I'm not stupid." he whispred.
"Then why don't you talk?" the boy asked.
"My mommy told me to stay away from you."
"Why?" Marshall asked still sitting with his knees to his chest.
"Because she says you're bad."
"I'm not bad." Marshall protested.
"Uh huh!!My mom says so!!"
"And you're stupid an' ugly!!" one of the boys laughed & the girl followed.
"No I'm not..." Marshall cried silently as he put his head down.
"Leave him alone!!" he heard a girls voice yell.
"Why should we...he's dumb..."
"Then that makes you dumb because you wanted to be his friend." she snapped.
"Don't call me dumb." the girl replied hurt.
"Then leave him alone." Cyndi replied & they walked away.
"Are you ok?" Cyndi asked sitting down beside him.
"Yeah...thanks." he sniffled. "You're welcom." Cyndi smiled.
"Do you have any friends?" she asked. "No." he said shaking his head.
"Uh huh. Me. Stop crying." she said wiping the tears off his face.
"What's your name?" "Marshall." he replied. "My name is Cyndi." she said as they shook hands & he smiled.
Now:
"So..you wanna go out & celebrate your engagement tonight?" he heard Shaun say.
"Can Cyndi come?" he inquired.
"Man, come on....I wanted to take you to a strip club. Just me you & the guys. She can come out next time."
"Then I'm not goin'" he replied, knowing Shaun would fold.
"Fine...damn, sometimes I wish she was a guy."
"Yeah, but if she was you wouldn't be able to check her out." Em smiled.
"Damn right & that would be a tragedy because she sexy as hell."
"I'm calling her." Marshall said grabbing his phone.
Cyndi walked down the hall of the hospital & grabbed a thermomiter. She was a nurse & she loved her job, even though it took alot of time out of her life. She headed back down the hall as her cell phone rang. She stopped at the front desk & pulled it out.
"Hello?" she asked putting it to her ear.
"Hey baby." she heard Marshall's voice say & a smile swept across her face. It's my boo boo stank stank. she thought as her friends stared at her. She used to call him that when they were kids. That & Marshmellow.
"Must be her man." he friend Jamillah replied.
"Hush..." Cyndi said waving for her to be quiet.
"Hi." she said as if she were a school girl.
"Hey...do you wanna go out with me & the guys tonight?"
"Sure. I get off at 8 you can drop by & pick me up." she said quickily.
"Can't wait to come get you. I bet you look good."
"Yeah right. I'm just in my nurses outfit." she smiled as she looked down at herself. She had on a cute white nurse outfit.
"I need you to come take care of me." he smiled as he leaned back in his leather chair & Shaun stared at him.
"I could...if you stayed at my place tonight." she smiled.
"You know I can't." he said finally realize Shaun was paying attention.
"Ok..."she sighed. "We're celebrating my engagement."
"Whoopdie doo." she said angrily.
"Don't be that way." he said as Shaun stared at him.
"It's fine. I mean you are her husband."
"Soon to be husband." "You're marrying her so you're her husband." she said walking away from her friends to make her rounds. She also didn't want them eavsedropping on her conversation.
"I hate it when you say that." "Well you better get used to it because it's true. You're her husband." she said as she went into a patients room.
"I'm gonna see you later ok?" "Yeah." she pouted.
"Ok, I love you." "I love you too." she blushed as they hung up.
"If I didn't know any better...I'd say you were fuckin' Cyndi." Shaun said keeping his eyes on him to see his reaction.
"You're very funny." Marshall said seriously.
"I know I am. Why'd you never wanna hook up with her anyway?"
"I don't know. I don't see her like that."
Shit..I wish I could tell Shaun...but I don't want it to get out.
"You a stupid mutha fucka then, cause I think you & her should of hooked up. Not you & Kim, no offence to her. I like her & all but you two...."
"Don't say it Shaun. Me & Kim love each other. I know we fight & all but we're made for each other.
We are no matter what anybody says...I know I'm messin' up with Cyndi right now, but I needed her when....
"Fine. Congradulataions." Shaun replied.
TBC.... Leave me some feedback please & thanks Jaxs for your coment.
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