I couldn't sleep

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I moaned smiling when I opened my eyes the next day, I laid under the covers against the wall. I yawned and smiled briefly before I turned to meet the eyes of--

Yeah ... Then it was that guy ...

I sat up in bed and sighed loudly, where had he gone now...

"Marshall?" I cried and pulled off my covers, found a T-shirt and pulled it on me. I didn't bother finding a shorts  so I walked around in one of Marshall's shirts and my underwear.

I yawned again as I walked out the bedroom door, down the stairs to the living room and then again down the stairs so I came to the basement. I went into the first door on the left in the hallway, into the studio ...

Yep. He sat with his back to me in the chair, with his head resting against the back of the chair, he slept for sure. I shook my head smiling while I walked over to him, but as soon as I had come a bit closer, I noticed it.

Something was wrong.

The way he was sleeping was unnatural, and he lay perfectly still, not a sound. He snored normally, not like a high snoring that wakes the neighborhood, but a sound that always came when he breathed. It wasn't here now, he was silent.

I walked over to him quickly and looked down at the table immediately my eyes noticed the orange, open box on the table. I picked it up and stared at the pill box with big eyes.

Valium.

I slipped the pill box out of my hands and stared at him, he was completely lifeless. I began to shake him.

"Marshall! Marshall!" I cried and slapped him lightly on the face to get him to wake up. I shook him again while I shouted frantically and desperately for a response. "Marshall! Wake up !! Please wake up!" I decided to check the pulse, I leaned up to his chest and heard his heart beat, which made me a little calmer, but it beat slowly.

I tried to force his eyes up, and got some rest over me when I saw those blue eyes. Again I said little, his eyes were as lifeless as the rest of him.

"Goddamnit Marshall!" I exclaimed and shook him more, I felt the tears flow. "Marshall!" I sobbed and tried to remember what I had learned about first aid in secondary school ... Shit, that was long ago ... Damn, I'm getting old ...

What to do if a person is unconscious? Think Alex, THINK! ON THE SIDE!

I looked at him again.

"WAKE UP !!" I screamed and looked at him with big eyes ... What a response ... I lifted him down from his chair, holy fuck, he's heavy ... Ugh.

"I'm Gonna kill you AS SOON AS YOU WAKE UP!" I screamed and laid him over at the side and opened his mouth, in case he had to throw up.

"Oh My god ... Marshall ... Please. Please wake up ..." I wept and held his relaxed hand in mine.

"Please, wake up ... Wake up!" I laid down on the floor beside him and looked at his face, sobbing. "I love you, please don't ... Oh my god ..." I sobbed and pulled him against me.

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