http://slow.writerscafe.org/MustangGT The original writings of author Meleah Allford en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776048189 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ~May 26, 1999~I stared out the window of The Shell gas station where I worked. I watched as an old man tried to figure out how to use the gas pump. Normally, I’m supposed to go and help him, but his, what seemed to be his daughter or granddaughter, I couldn’t really tell, she was kinda s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/963480/ I let out a sigh after Keith left the room. We just had our first big fight… Over what? Keith, he lost his job, his job was supposed to be ‘promising’ but it wasn’t promising at all. He’s only has one check coming, and it was small… and it wasn’t going to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/944621/ Brooke is breaks up with Keith & is forced to move back to Ohio. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/944620/ ~~~Rebecca’s pov~~~We arrived in Paris, France around 3:30pm, check in was afour and Marshall had a show that night. So I would be alone in the hotelpretty much from four till like one in the morning. ~~~“So what am I supposed to do?” I asked Marshall as he wasget.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/944155/ ~~~ Tuesday June 16th 2009 (7:15am) ~~~“Bec, wake up,” Marshall’s voice and shaking woke me up. “We’re here,” he smiled as I sat up.“Oh,” I said yawing.“Still tired? He asked as he gathered our bags from the back. I just nodded. I could hardly ke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942822/ I sat down in the living room next to Marshall. We were all going to watch movies, have a movie night. Marshall looked over at me and smiled. He put his arm around me pulling me closer to him. I laid my head on his shoulder.I started thinking about what happened between Marshall and I. Don’t g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942813/ Rebecca answered soon after. “Hello?” she asked.“Hey it’s me,” I said as I turned the corner. “I was wondering…uh what are you doin tomorrow?” I asked.“Probably just hanging around the house with the kids,” she answered.“Oh, would yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942812/ ~~~Friday 6:00pm~~~Rebecca’s pov~~~I had an hour before Marshall would be picking me up. I ended up taking a 30-minute shower. I looked though my closet for something to wear. I slipped on a black dress, spaghetti strapped it went down to my knees, hugging my curves. As soon as I finished my m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942811/ For the next few days all I heard was Eminem this and Eminem that. Natalie was really beginning to get on my nerves. She kept trying to tell me that he’s not as bad as I think he is. She said he is a good man, hes good to his children, blah, blah, blah. She said once I get to know him I will l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942809/ “Mom! What is your problem!?” Jason yelled pounding on my door.“I’m fine, just give me a second,” I yelled back I took three deep breaths before leaving the room. I was seeing Marshall everywhere, like it was a sign that I’m supposed to like him. It’s confus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942808/ ~~~May 23rd 2009~~~I woke up around 10a.m. I did not fell like getting up, but I had to. I had to call that stupid white boy and tell him to meet me at Starbucks. I had to know why the dumbass liked me. Why am I so damn special? I don’t want to be special!It was irritating the f**k outta me, i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942807/ I glared at Morgan. “Well he’s not ugly,” I muttered.“You should give him a chance then,” Morgan insisted smiling as she took a sip of her Diet Pepsi. I shook my head while staring at my computer.“He’s not my type,” I claimed, not looking at Morgan. I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942805/ ~~~May 19th 2009~~~ ~~~Natalie’s POV~~~“That was pretty cool!” Sean exclaimed as we left Motor City Soundboard, it was so damn hot in that place, too many damn people, but that mini concert was awesome!“Are you kidding?! That was f****n amazing!” I yelled loudly, it was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942801/ ~~May 16th 2009~~I was sitting in my office when my daughter Natalie and her boyfriend, Sean walked in. “Don’t you know that it is rude to enter a room without knocking?” I questioned staring up at my daughter from my desk.“You don’t do that at home,” Natalie shot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942799/ Rebecca a woman working in pharmaceuticals ends up going to his rehab center. She runs into Eminem, he asks her out. But, she don't like him at all... but things can change... heres their story... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942797/ “Who is it?” I asked my mother, looking at her confused.“I don’t know, he just asked for you two,” my mom explained as she sat down at the table. Marshall and I looked at each other confused. We hesitated to move, in the back of my head I knew no one would come here for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942528/ Nick walked into the room, but that didn’t stop us. “Eww… you know, Moms right out there,” Nick warned while pointing towards the hall. So? What she gonna do, yell? Cause I’m so scared.“Yeah, I know this,” I said a bit snotty, before sitting up slightly.&ld.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942526/ “Where do you think you’re going!?” an older lady yelled at us. She had blonde hair, bushy, she looked like she was old, but meant to be younger or something. She just looked funny and I had to refrain myself form laughing.“Mom, uh… what are you doing here?” Mars.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942524/ ~~~Lily’s pov~~~ ~~~The Next Morning~~~“Morning,” I said smiling at Marshall as I sat down next to him on the bus.“Mmm,” he whined looking up at me. I stared at his face for a moment. His eye was black and blue and he looked so tired.“What happened to you?” .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942520/ “Hello Nick,” I said smiling staring at him, taking a break from setting up the pictures of me and friends. I had a bunch of pictures that sat on my dresser at the end of my bed. Nick glared at me as he sat his bag on his bed. “Did have a bad day or something?” I asked trying.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942518/ I glared at the kid coming. Marshall stared to walk away. “Come on,” he said though his teeth. He was a good five feet away, I ran to catch up with him.“Hey! You p*****s get yo asses back here!” the kid yelled. We kept walking, as if he was just supposed to go away. I glanced.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942517/ “Honey, get your things packed right now!” my mom yelled as she stomped into my small room. I had most of my things packed, I was doing it slowly, I really didn’t want to move. My dad just had to get a new job, and it involved moving to Detroit Michigan. What is in Detroit for me? .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942514/ Two children growing up in the crappy city of Detroit Michigan in 1986. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942512/ ~~~Later~~~Marshall had brought me to the studio a week after we told each other that we loved each other. None of Marshall’s friends knew yet. I think it may have been because we wanted to keep it on the down low, because of the press and s**t. Marshall was in the studio recording a new song .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942277/ ~~~Marshall’s pov~~~I stood up after being kicked to death. I looked over at Proof who was laying on the floor holding onto himself. Kate began to scream. Oh, I’m gonna kill this m**********r! I ran into the bedroom. Chris was hovered over Kate, he kept smacking her in the face. I ran up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942275/ I sat there holding onto Kate tightly. I knew this wouldn’t last that long after Chris was caught and taken to jail. There was no way that Kate loved me. How could she love me? I abandoned her when I met Kim…I wasn’t strong enough to get away from Kim’s clutches. I was so di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942274/ I reached over and poked Marshall on the shoulder. He moaned annoyed and turned the other way. “Marshall, stop it. Just wake up!” I demanded still poking him.“What do you want?” Marshall grunted as he turned around facing me again. I sighed. “Wait…why are you nak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942272/ ~~~Marshall’s pov~~~I went downstairs after saying goodnight to Katie. I went to go turn of the kitchen lights when I heard Kate’s phone go off in the living room. I glanced at the screen, there was a text message from Chris. I wanted to read what he wanted…this is wrong…no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942271/ “Yo Em where ya at!” DeShaun yelled as we entered his huge home, that was out in the middle over nowhere.“I was just getting sa…” Marshall spoke stopping dead in tracks when he saw me, he looked shocked. I felt embarrassed. “Kate?” he asked softly. It&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942270/ “Katie!” my mom shouted as we entered Detroit’s airport. I smiled slightly as I wrapped my arms around her hugging her.“Where’s dad and Jayme?” I asked while pulling away.“Waiting at home,” she said with a smile. “Hello Chris,” she added. F.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942269/ I came home from work, to find yet again, a drunk Chris, my husband. He was passed out on the couch with a bottle of Bacardi in his hand. He smelt so bad of alcohol, I couldn’t stand it. Yeah, I drink but not like him. I sighed as the bottle of Bacardi fell to the ground. “Chris,” .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942268/ Katie grew up in Detroit. She had the greatest best friend ever...until he met a girl, they started drifting apart. Katie ends up getting a boyfriend Chris...she moves to Arizona... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942266/ I let out a sigh after reading Marshall’s text. I wasn’t sure what to say back. I was unsure how, if I did say yes it would go over, just because Marshalls so famous. I still didn’t know who he was… I mean, I know one song… “Mockingbird” … but I fel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942243/ It was Marshall and Haile; they had another older girl with them. “Hey Taylor!” Hailie said.“Hey,” I said with a smile.“Taylor, is your mother here?” Marshall asked. I thought it was a stupid question in a way, just because how else would me and Jayme get here.&ld.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942241/ “Mommy!” Taylor shouted running up to her mother throwing her arms around her. I smiled as I watched them.“Taylor Cook what were you thinking!?” she yelled. “You scared me half to death!” she added. Her son jumped out the back seat of the car, he stared at me for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942236/ We searched all morning for Taylor. She was nowhere to be found. I had no idea where to look, and I had to get Jayme home. He was hungry and tired. I also haven’t heard anything from the cops. It was about three in the afternoon when we finally decided to go home, eat and let Jayme take a nap... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942233/ I walked into my son, Jayme’s, bedroom to check up on him. He was sitting awake, he was supposed to be asleep, with hair all over his bed. What the hell did he do to his hair!? “Jayme! What did you do!?” I shouted at him, which probably was wrong. He was only five he didn’t k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942230/ Michelle's daughter, Taylor, goes missing....and Marshall finds her. She tries to reward him with money, but he cannot except that, instead, he wants a date. But after she finds out who he really is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MustangGT/942229/