As The World Turns

(((APRIL 2ND 2001)))
We got into the car; Marshall started it and turned on the radio. “Insane Clown Posse other wise known as ICP. Was jailed this morning for the murder of Liz Harper. She was shot by drive by at Applebee’s. This was all caught on camera. And the car was identified this morning.” the man said. “We have an eye witness here with us today,” he added.
“Yeah, I was sitting outside eating my meal, I saw Eminem with some friends…then all of sudden BOOM!” he explained. “And she was down,” he added.
“Thank you sir. We were not able to contact Eminem on this story,” the radio man said. “That’s all for now, this is Ken Kannon on JWLB radio, now here’s the hit form Eminem. ‘The Way I Am’” he said the song started playing.
“Oh wow,” Marshall mumbled looking over at me.
“I’m just glad they caught them idiots,” I said slightly smiling but a little teary eyed.
“You ok?” Marshall asked.
“Yeah, now shut up, I like this song,” I said smiling an evil smile. Marshall rolled his eyes and laughed.
(((AFTER BREAKFAST)))
“So what do you guys wanna do?” Marshall asked as you left the restaurant.
“Daddy, I wanna go play!” Hailie said.
“Play where?” Marshall questioned. “We can’t play outside, it’s…raining,” Marshall said as it stated to poor.
“Ok, let’s go home,” Hailie said. Marshall looked over at me. I smiled.
“Sure, then we can have some alone time,” I whispered in his ear.
“I like the way you think,” he said as we drove out of the parking lot. We arrived to Marshall’s, the kids rushed upstairs before we even got into the house. We were standing in the living room when a young man walked into the house.
“Hey, where you been?” he asked Marshall.
“Out,” Marshall said.
“Yeah ‘out’ whatever you say,” he said with a creepy smile. “So is this your new girl?” the boy asked.
“Yeah, her name is Carrie, Carrie this is my little bro Nate,” Marshall introduced us. We shook hands with a smile.
“Where’s Hailie?” Nate questioned.
“In her room I guess, Carrie’s son Michael is with her,” Marshall explained.
“I’m gonna so ‘em something cool!” Nate said running upstairs to Hailie’s room. I looked over at Marshall, he staring at me, I stared back. It got a bit awkward.
“Uh, what happens now?” I asked looking away for a second.
“Let’s go downstairs,” he said with a smile.
“Uh…ok,” I said a bit nervous wondering if I was thinking what he was thinking. Sex, yeah I would have sex with him but not just yet.
“Don’t worry we wont do anything you don’t want to do,” Marshall assured as we headed downstairs into the basement. His basement was set up awesomely, he had one section set up like a studio, and the other half had a TV a couch with games and DVD’s on the side. I walked over and sat on the couch. “You wanna watch a movie?” he asked.
“Sure,” I said with a smile.
“How about… ‘Me, Myself, and Irene’?” Marshall asked pulling out the DVD.
“I love that movie!” I said loudly like a child, pointing to it. Marshall laughed.
“I’ll take that as a yes. You know you reminded me of Hailie when you said that,” he smiled as he put the DVD in the player.
“Ok,” I said not knowing how to react to that really. He sat down on the couch closely to me; he put his arm around me as the movie began to play. After about 25 minuets into the movie we lost interest and began to have a make-out session. Marshall’s cell rings.
“Damn,” Marshall said still kissing me.
“Its ok, go ahead and answer it,” I said still kissing him, he pulled away, and flipped open his phone.
“Hello?” Marshall asked into the phone.
“It’s me you fuckin idiot, don’t act like you don’t know me,” I could hear her say, his phone was loud. I assumed that it was Kim by the way Marshall’s face turned from normal to angry.
“What the hell do you want?” Marshall questioned irritated.
“Just listen. I gave it some thought and I’m taking you to court to get fully custody of Hailie,” she said being snotty about it.
“You can’t do that!” Marshall yelled. “Shes my daughter too, I have the right to see her!” Marshall yelled he seemed worried as if she could get full custody.
“We’ll you hardly ever see her, you’re always on tour or fuckin some chick or at the studio or in some other state,” Kim yelled.
“I don’t fuck random chicks. And you know I see Hailie anytime I can, she always comes first before my fuckin career!’ Marshall yelled he seemed like he wanted to kill someone.
“I don’t care what you do, I just want full custody of her before this gets worse,” Kim said.
“Gets worse? It’s not my fault you’re fuckin crazy! Hailie don’t even like you. Maybe if you changed up your fuckin ways she would. But I love her too much to let her go,” Marshall said.
“Whatever, I don’t care what you say I’m taking your ass to court,” she said.
“No you are fuckin not!” Marshall yelled. I sneezed…oh shit.
“Who the fuck was that?” Kim questioned.
“My girlfriend,” he said getting defensive.
“Oh, she probably a slut,” Kim said she seemed discussed.
“You’re the slut not her!” Marshall screamed into the phone.
“I hate you!” Kim yelled into the phone.
“Good. I hate you more!” Marshall yelled even louder. Marshall hung up the phone then threw it across the room, it broke against the wall.
“I fuckin hate it when she does this shit!” Marshall yelled. “And there could be a chance that she could get full custody of Hailie just because she’s a fuckin sweet talker with the fuckin judge and … FUCK!” he yelled, his face was beat read, he rested his face in his hands as if he was going to cry.
“Hey, it’s ok,” I said pulling him into a hug, he hugged back. He sighed.
“I don’t see why she can’t see how much I love Hailie,” Marshall said disappointed. I let out a sigh and stared at him. He took a deep breath trying to calm himself down.
It’s ok, I’ll make it all better,” I said, he slightly smiled and kissed me I kissed back. We stared to make out again…
“Marshall!!!” we heard someone yell, it sounded like Kim.
“What the fuck, who let Kim in here?” Marshall mumbled pulling away and standing up.
“Marshall you motherfucker where the fuck are you!?!?!?” she yells swinging the basement door open, she comes walking downstairs.
“I’m sorry to interrupt you and your slut, but…” she started to say.
“She is not a slut. Why do you have to be so fuckin jealous!?” Marshall yelled. “What the fuck are you doin here in the first place Kim?” Marshall question irritated, I stood up.
“I came to do this!” she yelled, punching Marshall in the face.
“Fuckin bitch!” Marshall yelled holding his lip.
“Don’t fuckin hit him!” I screamed at Kim. She slapped me. “What the fuck!?” I yelled.
“That’s for taking Marshall away from me,” she yelled.
“I didn’t take him,” I said punching her in the face. She punched me back; surprisingly hard I fell back and hit my head on the end table. It stared to get dark; I heard faint words then saw total blackness……
(((MARSHALLS POV>>>)))
“You fucking bitch!?” I screamed at Kim. “What the fuck did you do that for!?” I yelled she just stood there in shock. I let out a sigh. “Carrie, Carrie. Can you hear me?” I whispered touching her lightly on the shoulder. I knew not to move her cause if she was truly injured moving her would only make it worse. Nate came running down in the basement.
“What’s with all the yelling?” he asked. “What happened?” he questioned looking at my face, then at Carrie than at Kim.
“She happened,” I said though my teeth pointing at Kim as I waited for the cops to pick up the phone. I talked to them for a bit. “The cops are coming,” I said in a mono tone. “Carrie babe,” I whispered, still nothing. I let out a sigh. “If anything bad happened to her that cannot be fixed… I swear I will never let you see Hailie ever again!” I yelled slowly looking over at Kim. The cop finally arrived, I talked them… told them what happened. They took Kim away for 30 days for breaking and entering and assault. They revived Carrie but she still seemed out of it. “Is she gonna be ok?” I asked quietly as they put her in the ambulance.
“She’ll be fine, shes just going to have to stay at the hospital for a few hours. She’ll have a headache for a while and some pain but yeah she’ll be ok,” the doctor said. I sighed in relief.
(((CARRIE’S POV>>>)))
I woke up in the hospital. What the fuck? I looked over and saw Marshall sitting in a chair reading a magazine. “Marshall?” I said softly, I had a major headache. He looked up at me.
“You’re up!” he said with a smile kissing me on the forehead.
“What happened?” I asked, he moved the chair closer to the bed and grasped my hand.
“You got into a fight with Kim, she made you hit your head and you got knocked out,” he explains. I sighed.
“Anything bad happening to me that I need to worry about?” I asked. He shook hes head, I sighed in relief. The doctor walked in the room just then.
“You’re up,” she said with a smile. I nodded.
“When can I leave?” I asked.
“In about an hour, we just have to make sure you’re ok to be walking around,” she said in a kind voice. I nodded with a smile…..
(((A HOUR LATER))))
“I believe its time for you to go home,” the doctor said with a smile. I smiled. “Here are your clothes in this bag, I’ll let you get dressed, be back in 4 minutes, you have to sign a few papers before you go,” she said with a smile.
“Ok thank you,” Marshall said taking my clothes from the lady, he handed me them and the doctor left the room. I stood up slowly. “You ok?” Marshall asked.
“I’m just being cautious,” I said smiling. He smiled; I stared at him for a minute as he looked at me.
“Oh sorry,” he said turning around looking the other way. I laughed slightly as I started to get dressed. Marshall turned back around once I went over to him. The doctor came in and handed me two papers to sign…I signed them then we got out of that place. We walked hand-in-hand out of the hospital. “We’re gonna walk home, I don’t have a car and I feel like walking, if it’s ok?” Marshall asked as walked outside.
“I’m ok to walk yes,” I said smiling. He smiled at me as we walked down the street. We were walking down the street when I saw someone who looked familiar….