Chapter 1Meeting You
Carrie drove down the unfamiliar street, she had to pick up her little sister everyday after work, which could be a drag sometimes. Once she arrived at the school, she spotted her sister waving to another little blonde girl
"Hey Katie, how's your day at school?" Carrie walked over to her 7 year old sister.
"It's great! I've met a really good friend today!" Katie smiled happily
"That's cool, now we don't have to worry about you not fitting in at your new school." Carrie smiled as she took Katie's hand and led her back to the car.
They had just moved to Detroit a few days ago because their parents had switched to new jobs. Carrie had always wanted to live in Detroit where many of her favorite rapper's came from, and she'd always wanted to visit one of the rap clubs - but she barely knew half the places there.
Carrie listened to Katie chat happily about school. "Mind if I turn on the radio?"
"Nope."
Carrie pressed the button, and turned on her favorite radio station. Just then one of the latest songs by Eminem came on.
"{C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years{Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon)Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away..."
"Who's that song from?" asked Katie
"Oh, it's from Eminem."
"You know what? My new friend said she likes M&M too."
"The candy?"
"No, the singer."
"Oh."
'Strange, I never thought a 7 year old girl would like Eminem...' Carrie thought
As soon as they got home, Carrie had to start dinner. Their parents were never home; they were too busy and caught up in their work. It had always been like that, for as long as Carrie could remember, she was always the one taking care of her little sister and doing house work and stuff.
"So what would you like to have for supper?"
"Hmm...Fried chicken and mashed potatoes!" Katie smiled as she licked her lips.
"Okay, go and watch TV while I cook."
Carrie felt tired, she really would rather be watching TV herself than cooking. She had learned to cook when she was 9 in order to feed herself, because her parents were never home.
The evening went the same as usual; Carrie spent the whole time during supper listening to Katie talk about her new friend.
Speaking of friends, Carrie never had many. She'd always been the outsider, and she even got into trouble a few times... okay, maybe not a few times, a lot would be the better word.
As soon as Carrie put Katie into bed, she flopped down on the sofa and turned on the TV. Finally some time to relax , she sighed. She flipped through the channels and stopped at MTV, where a special concert was airing, and it featured the biggest celeb's today, including Eminem, 50 Cent etc...
Carrie had always been a fan of Eminem, from the first time she heard 'My name is' She had always thought the guy was funny and talented. But after she watched 8 Mile, she started to have a little crush on him.
The next day Carrie was sitting at her desk again, typing on the computer. She had never liked her crappy job, but it was a good way to earn some extra money. Most of the people she knew went to college, but that idea had never appealed to her. She couldn't wait to get out of high school, and she was so happy when she finally graduated a couple years back.
"Is the program finished?" yelled Mr Iqzero, Carrie's boss.
"No!" Carrie yelled back; she didn't like Mr Iqzero any more than she liked her job.
"Well, it better be fucking finished soon!"
"Yeah, yeah. okay." Carrie said
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At 4:00 clock Carrie arrived in front of Katie's school. It had started to rain, but she was always on time no matter how bad the traffic or weather happened to be.
"Hey sis!" shouted Katie
"Come on! You're soaking wet!" Carrie jumped out of the car and helped Katie carry her backpack.
"Can she come too?" asked Katie. "Her father couldn't pick her up today, so could you drive her home?"
"Sure, hop in." Carrie said to the little blonde girl.
For some reason the little girl looked familiar to Carrie, but she couldn't quite remember where she had seen her.
"So where do you live?" asked Carrie
The girl told Carrie her address - her house was located in the rich part of the town.
The sky was getting dark and the rain poured down, splashing against the car window. Carrie prayed for the rain to stop because she'd have trouble keeping the car straight on the highway.
Finally, a half hour later they arrived in front of a huge mansion.
"So this is where you live, eh? It's pretty grand looking!" said Carrie as she unbuckled her seat-belt.
"Yep!" smiled the little girl.
"Katie, you wait in the car, and I'll walk your friend to her house. I'll be right back." Carrie said as she put her jacket over the little blonde girl's head, trying to block the rain.
Carrie took her hand and they ran for the front door.
"Well, here we are!" smiled Carrie as she rang the door bell. "Hope you don't catch a cold out here..."
"Ding dong..." No answer.
"Ding dong..." still no answer.
Finally, after the third time, someone answered the door.
Carrie looked straight up into the cold blue eyes of...Marshal Mathers.
Chapter :2
Carrie just stopped there, she's soaking wet from the rain now but for some reason she couldn't take her emerald eyes away from the blue ones of Marshalls.
Finally Marshall broke the eye contact, and cleared his throat .
"Daddy, this nice big sister drove me here since you couldn't pick me up." said the little blond girl none other than Hailie as she run over to Marshall and hugged him
Marshall hugged her back. "Sorry I couldn't pick you up baby, I had to go to an extremely important meeting."
"Well...Hmm...I guess I'll be going now." said Carrie looking down on the ground, hoping her face's not turning bright red
"Yeah, thanks for driving Hailie home."
"No problem." Carrie said as she turn around and ready to leave
"Mmm, it's kinda hard to drive in this weather, and you're soaking wet, so err...would you like to come in? You know, just for a little while till the rain stops."
Carrie couldn't believe her ears, Marshall Mathers aka Eminem aka Slim Shady is asking her to come into his house!
"Hmm...sure." Carrie said "I'll go get my little sis in the car."
"Yeah! Katie get to stay at my house!" Hailie clapped happily
Soon they were inside the mansion of Marshall Mathers.
Carrie felt extremely nervous, she had been always a big fan of Eminem, but she had never dreamed that she'll meet him one day and get invited inside his house.
'God, how can I be so stupid! Now I know why Katie's lil friend looks so familiar, I had seen few photos of Hailie on the internet and it was so obvious when Katie said her friend likes Eminem!' Carrie thought as she looked at Marshall, feeling her stomach going flip flop.
"Thanks for letting me staying here for a while." Carrie said quietly trying to avoid eye contact with Marshall
"Sure. What's your name by the way?"
"Carrie, Carrie Mathison, and this is my lil sister Katie."
"Come on, I'll show you my room!" Hailie said happily as she grabbed Carrie and Katie's hand.
"Can we go upstairs?" asked Carrie
"Yeah sure." answered Marshal
They went through the living room, which was filled with awards, from MTV to Grammys and with framed posters on the wall.
"You've got a quite collection here!" said Carrie, she always knew Eminem had won alot awards but she never expected this much.
"Thanks."
Then they arrived upstairs, there were at least 6 rooms as long as Carrie can see. Hailie'soom was huge, it was almost the same size as Carrie's living room, full of stuff animals and all the stuff a 7 years old girl would like.
"Daddy, I'm hungry!" said Hailie
"Okay, then that's go downstairs into the kitchen and ..." Then the phone rang, "Sorry, you guys can go downstairs, Hailie'll take you to the kitchen, feel free to have anythin' you want, I'll be right there." Marshall said as he went to his bedroom to answer the phone.
"Does your mom live with you guys?" asked Carrie
"Yeah, she even sometime picks me up at school. Mommy and daddy doensn't fight as much now, but they still do sometime."
"that's good." Carrie, she could hear Marshall's voice upstairs, he's voice was rising slightly, it sounds like he's fighting with someone.
They went down to the kitchen, Carrie opened the huge fridge, there was lots food inside, but mostly are frozen food and junk food.
"Can we not eat frozen food or order fast food again? My daddy never cooks and mommy's barely home."
"Okay, sure, I'll cook for you guys then." smiled Carrie as she took some vegtables out of the fridge 'I have pretty good cofindence in my cooking skills, since I had to make dinner for Katie everyday.'
Whilte Carrie was making a salad, Hailie and Katie was chasing each other around the counter, playing.
"Hey guy, don't make a mess!" Carrie warned as they nearly nocked over a cup. 'I wouldn't wanna to get Marshall mad and bring out the slim shady side.' Carrie thought
"Wanna listen to the radio?"
"Sure, can we listen to daddy's album?"
"Okay, which one? The Eminem show?"
"Yeah, I like that one! There's even a song name after me!"
"Hailie's song? Yeah, that's a nice song, it's first time I heard your daddy sing."
Carrie went over to the radio player and put the CD in, she glanced out the window, the rain was still pouring down, she can barley see her car.
Just then Marshall came down stairs, he's face was red, probably for being angry on the phone.
"Somethin's smelling good." Marshall said as he looked into the kitchen.
"Oh, I'm just making a soup." Carrie said still looking out the window
Marshall followed Carrie gaze outside.
"Is sure rainin' down hard."
Carrie nodded as she look at the clock. "Well, I guess I better get going now, it's getting late."
"Err...You don't have to leave, I mean if you don't wanna to, its dangeours driving out in this weather and..."
Before Marshall could finish Carrie said sure,'I hope i don't sound to eager.' she thought.
Marshall's face had returned to normal color now, Carrie hoped she's not blushing again so she looked down on the boiling soup. 'I don't believe it! I'm staying over night at Eminem's house over night! This opportunity truely comes once in a lifetime!'
Chapter :3
It was really late, but Carrie couldn't go to sleep, she was too excited. I mean who wouldn't? after all she was sleeping in Marshall Mathers aka Eminem's house. Katie's sleeping over in Hailie's room, Carrie could still hear them giggling and laughing a few minutes ago.
The rest of the evening went as a blur, Carrie only had seen Marshall during dinner, then he disappeared into his office. But he did compliment on Carrie's cooking skills.
Carrie listened hard, but she couldn't tell if Marshall's in his bedroom or not, she was too afride to go outside and check. 'I'm sure Marshall doesn't like a complete stranger wondering around in his house...' thought Carrie as she site up and turn on the light. She wasn't even sure why she wanted to go out her room so badly, but deep inside she knew she just wanted to get a little peek at Eminem 'That's it! I'm not gonna to sleep tonight, I don't feel tired at all.'
Carrie looked at the clock, it's 4:00, she was bored as hell, finally she decided to go to the washroom, that way if Marshall sees her she'll just say she's looking for the washroom.
So Carrie opened the door, and poked her head outside, she could see the dimly lit night light and the hallway. Everything's quiet, carefully, Carrie closed the door behind her walked down the hallway wondering if Kim's back yet. Hailie said Kim lived with them but so far she hadn't see Kim at all.
'This house is huge! I think I'm lost!' thought Carrie giving up the thought of finding the washroom, then she stopped in front of a door. 'I think this is my room, right?' she opened it quietly 'Strange, I thought I left the light on when I left.' Carrie shrugged, and didn't bother to turn the light on, she could seen the bed in the dim light of the moon outside, but it seems to be in a different place somehow. She climbed onto the bed and pulled the cover over her.
Then the strangest thing happened, she could hear someone, or something breathing softly beside her. Carrie felt her whole body tense up, she couldn't move a muscle. 'Holy shit! I think this is the wrong room!' Carrie tried to get up as quietly as she could, but the person beside her mumbled something and turn around, facing her.
Carrie looked at the person, it was none other than Marshall, with eyes closed, breathing softly. And then, to Carrie's horror (or fantasy), he put his arm around her. Carrie's afride to move now, if he woke up, what will he think? he'll think she was one of those women he often describes Hoes/Bitches in his songs.
Carrie felt her whole body burning hot when Marshall shuffled even closer to her.
'God, this can not be happening, please let this be a dream!' thought Carrie as she squeezed her eyes tightly, but secretly she hoped this will never end.
"Boo!"
"AHHHH!" Carrie site up so fast that she got a headache, looking at Marshall beside her, he's wide awake now, laughing, one of those rare, true, warm laughs. Carrie could feel her face turning bright red now. "It's not what you think! I didn't come to your bedroom on purpose"
"Yeah right."
"Really! It was a accident!"
"Uh huh, like you got lost and wondered into my room."
"That's exactly what happened! I thought this was my room!"
"Right."
Marshall had turn the light on now, Carrie could see Marshall had no shirt on. 'God he's hot!' She thought a hundredth time in her head.
"Well, hmm, sorry so I guess, err...good night?" Carrie said as she was ready to leave.
"Good night? that's all the apologies I get after you disturbed my peaceful slumber?"
"Than may I ask what else do you expect?"
"Hmm...You could satisfy me by-"
"Oh no you don't!" Carrie said as she threw at pillow at Marshall.
Then they heard someone coming upstairs.
"Oh shit! It's probably Kim!" Marshall looks around the room "Quick! find a place to hide! There's no time going back to your room."
"Hide? Why do I have to hide! It's like we have anything going on or anything."
"Well, I'm in my bedroom with a complete stranger at middle of the night. what do you think Kim will think when she sees this?"
"Err...Okay, I'll hide." Carrie said as she opened a huge closet "But only for a little while, okay? I don't want to stay here all night while...while hearing you guys...doing stuff."
"Is not like we're going to fuck each other!"
"Yeah, sure, when you're not in the mood." Carrie murmured as she closed the closet door behind her
"Fine, I'll try to get her out the room so you can go back to your room." Marshall said as he lay down back onto the bed, just then Kim walked in.
Carrie could see Kim through the closet, she was not bad looking, even pretty, her blond hair glimed in the dim light.
"You're fucking late you know, it's 5:00 in the morning." said Marshall sounding alittle angry
"Oh, I went to my mom's place." Kim said
'Right' thought Marshall sarcastically, but he wasn't in the mood of fighting so he just kept quiet. Kim was ready to get into bed just when Marshall said
"There's someone on the answer machine for you"
"Oh, I'll get it tomorrow, I'm too tired."
"It something urgent." Marshall made it up
"Fine, I'll go get it."
"Hurry, now's your chance!" whispered Marshall
"Okay okay, I'm hurrying." said Carrie as she jumped out the closet "By the way you should really clean out your closet, it's so messy in there."
"I'll just tell the maid to do it."
"Well, umm, good night, thanks for covering up for me."
"Yeah, no problem...good night."
They stared at each other for couple second and then Carrie walked over towards her room, quietly.
In a few minutes, Carrie was back onto her bed again, she closed her eyes. 'Why did Kim had to come back! It she hadn't maybe...maybe we're...Ahh, what Iam thinking? this is crazy!' she squeezed her eyes shut, but she could still feel Marshall's arms around her. 'Was he awake then? or he did it on purpose?' Carrie wondered as she fall into an uneazy slumber.
...to be continued
Author: your_my_superman@yahoo.com
These stories are for entertainment purposes only. They are completely fictitious, and the authors mean no harm to EMINEM, his family, friends, or anyone else that may have been depicted as a 'real life' character. No money was made on the fiction here, either directly or indirectly, i.e. paid advertising. In other words - it's just a bunch of shit we wrote for fun. Please don't take it seriously.