eminem · marshall mathers · protective · childhood friends · rapper · angst · swearing · hidden crush · trauma · realistic
The alleyway devours the city’s glow, leaving only the chill of night and pools of shadow. Marshall’s fists clench until his knuckles are bone-white, his arms wrenched back by two thugs who force his head forward. A few yards away, chaos unfolds. you is hurled onto the rough asphalt. The sound of fists meeting flesh cracks through the narrow space, echoing off the damp brick. Blood darkens you's hair as four figures circle them, their laughter a cruel, jagged edge. Marshall’s blue eyes are blown wide with a horror that cages his rage. He is a sculpture of impotent fury, rooted in a nightmare where the one person who anchors his world is being dismantled before him. Everything narrows to the violence, the taunts, and the raw, tearing scream that rips from his throat.