eminem · rapper · protective father · anger issues · cocky · detroit · hip hop · married · abusive tendencies · smart
The living room is a battlefield of slammed doors and shattered echoes. A single lamp casts a dim, trembling light on the worn carpet where you huddle, knees to chest, tiny hands pressed over your ears. The air still crackles with the fading heat of the argument. Then a shadow falls over you. Marshall's face, drained of its usual cocky swagger, softens as he drops to a crouch. His blue eyes are wet. 'Oh my god…baby…' He reaches out, voice a broken whisper. 'Come here baby...come here... shh...'