Elton takes another large shot of his Seagram’s Gin from the bottle, with a laugh, as he anxiously awaits an answer from the other end of the phone line.
“What the fuck do you want Now! Ten million not enough?” Eminem angrily states, as he answers his cel-phone, as he takes another shot of Hennessey.
“Are You Alone?” Elton curiously asks; as he takes a deep breathe as he prays that his baby is.
“What’s it to you if I am!” Eminem sarcastically states, as Elton takes another drink of Gin for courage.
“Where are you?” Elton calmly asks, as his heart breaks from hearing the anger in his Baby’s voice.
“Get To The Fuckin’ Point?” Eminem states in frustration, as he tries to fight thoughts of Elton out of his head, by taking another drink of Hennessey.
“I need to know where you are first.” Elton firmly states.
“You’d know if I was up your ass!” Eminem angrily states with attitude.
“Cut the Fuckin’ Bull Shit! And tell Me Where The Fuck You Are!” Elton angrily states, getting agitated at his Baby’s attitude, as he takes another drink of Gin for courage.
“In my hotel room . . . Alone . . . Are you happy now?” Eminem sarcastically states, as he paces around the empty hotel room.
“My driver Jake is coming over! Be ready!” Elton firmly states.
“Oooo . . . is he going to suck my dick also . . . . then diss me?” Eminem sarcastically asks, as he wipes tears from his cheeks, as he continues to pace frantically around his empty hotel room.
“EM!” Elton states, as his heart breaks from his Baby’s comment.
“ELTON!” Eminem states in a mocking tone, as he takes another large drink of Hennessey.
“You have everything twisted! Please . . . we need to talk.” Elton pleads.
“I don’t wanna talk!” Eminem childishly states, not wanting to jeopardize Elton finding out his true emotions.
“Well I Do! And you don’t really have a choice in the matter! Jake is already on his way! Be Ready!” Elton firmly states, and then quickly hangs up the phone.
Eminem quickly calls back to voice his opinion on being hung up on and being told what to do, but Elton instructs his maid Jean to answer and to say that “Elton is unable to come to the phone” as he wickedly laughs.
Elton then wickedly gets Jean to call back, and to instruct Eminem to wear baby blue or nothing at all, and Eminem roughly tells the maid to tell Elton that he’s being Sick!
Forty-five minutes later Eminem walks into Elton’s English mid evil style castle dressed in red sweats, and the maid escorts him to the den, and leaves him there alone.
Eminem walks around the room, and stops at the piano, and runs his fingers across the keys, as his eyes glance over the pictures on top, and tears begin to fall from his cheeks, as he sits down on the piano bench.
Elton stands quietly in the doorway, and watches his Baby sit at the bench, then slowly walks over, and knells down in front of him.
“What The Fuck Do You Want From Me?” Eminem angrily asks, as Elton inches towards him with caution, and rests his hands on his knees.
“Nothing,” Elton whispers, as Eminem looks down at Elton with a totally confused and lonely expression, which breaks Elton’s heart.
“I Don’t Fuckin’ Understand What’s Goin’ On!” Eminem says in a confused tone, as he wipes the tears from his cheeks, with the back of his hand.
“Neither do I . . . That’s why we need to talk.” Elton sincerely whispers, as he reaches out for his Baby’s hand.
Eminem slowly takes his hand, in a total confusion state of mind, and lets Elton slowly lead him to the sofa.
“Would you like something to drink or eat?” Elton asks in concern as he notices how tired and pale his Baby looks, as he sits down on the sofa and looks up at Elton, who stands directly in front of him.
“No Thanks.” Eminem sincerely says, as he slightly shakes his head no, as Elton smiles then walks over to the bar, and quickly grabs two old-fashioned glasses and a fifth of Hennessey, and returns to the sofa, and sits down beside his Baby.
“Here. It’ll calm you down.” Elton sincerely says, as he hands his Baby a glass and fills it with little over a shot, then his.
“Cheers!” Elton tries cheerfully to state, as he clings his Baby’s glass, and then downs his shot quickly, as Eminem intensely watches Elton’s actions, and then downs his shot.
“I’m glad you came.” Elton happily comments, as he refills their glasses, as Eminem gets a confused expression.
“I thought I didn’t have a choice.” Eminem sarcastically mumbles, and then downs his shoot, as Elton wickedly smiles.
“Well you really did, but it makes me happy, to think I actually threatened you and you listened. Maybe I should take a front page ad out.” Elton jokily states, as Eminem tenses up.
“Oh Baby, I’m sorry . . . I wasn’t thinking. That was a bad joke.” Elton quickly sincerely says, as he places his hand gently on his Baby’s leg, and gives a light squeeze, with a friendly smile, as Eminem stares down at the glass in his hand, but forces a fake smile.
“I can’t take this shit anymore! What do you want?” Eminem states, as he jumps up, and starts pacing around the room with the empty glass, but grabs the fifth of Hennessy and pours a large drink, then downs it quickly.
“That night at the penthouse . . . I . . . I was pretty much out of it . . . I took several pills and shots of Hennessey. I had a lot of shit on my mind. I just wanted the bullshit to go away! And everything else! . . . . . . . Then you came and was very nice to me . . . . . you made me feel secure . . . good . . . . . . I’m really sorry if I said or did something that caused what happened.” Eminem sincerely says, as he paces around the room, moving his hands with each word, desperately trying not to make eye contact with Elton, who is intensely watching and listening to him.
Eminem takes another large drink of Hennessey from the bottle this time, and sets it down with the empty glass on the cocktail table, and starts to pace again, as he takes several deep breathes.
“That night . . . . . you . . . . . . . I’ve never felt anything like that before . . . . Your touch . . .the security . . . . the next morning . . . . Fuck! . . . . . For days afterwards . . . it . . . it was the only thing on my mind. It actually crossed my mind to call you. But how do you call someone and say Hey can you come over and sit with me . . .” Eminem sincerely says, as he glances over at Elton, sitting on the sofa, with a far away look in his eyes.
“Then Reality came back around! But . . .” Eminem states, as he grabs the Hennessey again and takes a large drink, as he glances down at Elton, who still has that far away look in his eyes.
Elton’s mind frantically races as he hears his Baby’s words, desperately trying to get a grip that his Baby actually thinks it’s his fault what happened, and is totally blown away by the words that followed.
“Elton!” Eminem says in concern, as Elton’s breathing becomes very uneven, and Eminem knells down in front of him.
“I am really truly sorry. I will do anything you want me too . . . Please . . . I really do understand, that none of it meant anything to you . . . but . . . Please say something.” Eminem sincerely pleads, as he watches Elton closely, as tears fall from both their eyes.
“I . . . . . can’t . . . . . believe.” Elton tries to say, as he struggles to breathe, as Eminem places his hands on his knees.
“I’m really sorry.” Eminem mumbles, as he lays his head down on Elton’s lap.
“But what?” Elton simply asks, as Eminem glances up at Elton with a confused expression.
“You said reality. But.” Elton asks, as Eminem goes to remove his hands from Elton, and he quickly grabs his Baby’s wrist and holds them still.
“I shouldn’t be thinking things that I’ve been thinking. I was so confused that night I came to your hotel room. I really did want to kill you, but at the same time, I wanted you to make me feel as secure and as loved, as you did that night. And all the other times we’ve hung out together. I’m really so sorry that I’m making so much more out of that night, then you meant it to be.” Eminem sincerely says; as Elton takes a deep breathe.
“I’m sorry It wasn’t what you excepted . . .” Eminem sincerely adds, as Elton begins to cry uncontrollable, as he places his hands gently on his Baby’s cheeks, then quickly jumps to his feet, knocking Eminem to the floor, and rushes frantically from the room.
“ELTON!” Eminem yells out in concern and confusion, as he continues to sit on the floor.
Elton rushes to the library to collect his thoughts. Totally in shock at finally hearing the words he has prayed for.
Eminem sits on the floor for several minutes, thinking how he’d done fuck up their friendship for good this time, which sends him into an erratic blind rage, and he begins to trash the room.
The loud crashing of glass brings Jean the maid running into the room, and she sees what’s happening and rushes to find Elton.
Elton frantically returns to the den, with the maid very close behind, and sees his Baby totally out of control, and he quickly pushes the maid back, as he closes and locks the double doors, shutting her out of the room.
Eminem turns around and sees Elton hesitantly moving towards him, and he suddenly stops and lets the porcelain figure drop from his hand, as he beings to hyperventilate and falls to his knees, and then Elton rushes to him and wraps his arms tightly around him.
“Ssshhh, it’s okay.” Elton soothingly whispers into his Baby’s ear, as he gently cradles him in his arms, and rocks back and forth, as he cries uncontrollably.
“I’m sorry . . . Please . . . forgive me . . . I’ll do anything . . . . . . . you want me to . . . please . . . just . . . . stay my friend.” Eminem says between his crying, as Elton tightens his hold, as he begins to cry himself.
“Baby, I will always be your friend.” Elton lovely whispers, as he continues to cradle the most precious thing in his life.
For over an hour Elton cradles his Baby in his arms, and listens to him cry himself to a restless sleep, as Elton fights for control over his own emotions.
“You will never know, how happy you’ve made me.” Elton sincerely whispers, as he traces one finger down his Baby’s cheekbone to his most magnificent lips.
“I’m glad my totally confused state of mind, makes you happy.” Eminem whispers, as he slowly moves to glance up at Elton.
“I thought you were asleep.” Elton whispers in surprise.
“More like passed out.” Eminem sarcastically mumbles, as he starts to move to get up, and Elton tightens his arms around him.
“Let’s stay like this.” Elton whispers, and Eminem rests his head back on Elton’s chest loving the warm secure feeling of Elton’s arms wrapped tightly around him.
“Where to begin . . . When Paul asked me to work with you for the Grammy’s. It was a dream come true. Something about you fascinated me, as I got to know you. I found out that I simply loved you more than life it’s self . . . . . . . . I’ve been carrying that secret around forever. Did you every think it was strange how I would just happen to be in places you were.” Elton slowly explains, as he holds his Baby tightly in his arms.
Eminem slightly shakes his head no, as Elton smiles and gives him gently squeeze.
“As our friendship grew. I enjoyed and cherished the times we were together, but I realized that it was no hope in every having a romantic relationship with you. So I swore to myself that I would never try anything, cause I couldn’t jeopardize losing your friendship. That night everything seemed to fall into place you needed me. Please believe me when I say, it was nothing you did that caused what happened. It was I being very selfish. I took advantage of the situation. I’m truly sorry for what I’ve done to our friendship.” Elton slowly explains, as he starts caressing over his Baby’s back.
Eminem slides his head down to Elton’s lap, carefully listening to Elton, as he looks over the room, at all the damage he’d caused.
“That night at my hotel room, I wasn’t putting you down because of your past, I was trying to explain that life it’s self is not normal, it just got so Twisted. Every time I think about the women in your life. I have a tendency to lose my temper.” Elton tries to sincerely explain, as Eminem slightly laughs at his last comment as he turns on his back, and looks up at Elton,
“I have the same tendency.” Eminem jokily comments, as they both laugh.
Elton gets lost in his Baby’s crystal blue eyes that sparkles as he laughs, and moves down to kiss him, and his Baby tenses up and quickly moves to get up.
“Sorry.” Elton quickly whispers, as Eminem quickly sits up, and looks back at Elton.
“It’s okay.” Eminem mumbles as he stands up, and reaches down to help Elton up.
“Thanks.” Elton says, as he let’s Eminem pull him up, and they awkwardly stand face to face.
“I’m really sorry about this!” Eminem sincerely states, as his hands fan around the room at all the destruction.
“It’s okay. I’ve been wanting to redecorate anyway.” Elton says, as he looks around the room, then begins brushing glass off the sofa and sits down.
“Just send me the bill.” Eminem sincerely states, as he helps brush off the glass, and also sits down.
“OH I Plan On It!” Elton jokily states with a laugh, as he glances over at his Baby who also laughs, as he leans his head back.
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