Paxton's POV
I wake up to see rose asleep on top of my stitches it hurts but i will be okay. I try to move out of the bed but I end up hurting myself in the process. "Shit" I say grabbing my side. I pick Rose's head up off me and set it on the bed. I get up and walk to the bathroom. I shut the door behind me and take my shirt off revealing my toned torso. I take the tape off that was surrounding my bandage. I grab a bandage from under the sink and some rubbing alcohol with some pain medication. I clean the wound before bandaging it up. I wipe the blood the was on my torso from last night. I wet a wash clothe and begin to wipe away the tears that had been leaking from my eyes. I throw my shirt into Rose's dirty clothes hamper. "Rose wake up" I say walking over to a sleeping Rose. Oh well I guess I'm not getting her up. I quickly pick out an outfit.I change and slip my grey and black high top vans and grab my camera from the nightstand. I grab my key to my truck and head to work. I pull into the parking lot and get a text from Rose
I walk in the small photography shop and ask my boss what pictures she wants me to take today. "Um there's a wedding at Steve Chapel. The had requested a photographer" Marie Ann had said (My Boss). "Okay um text me the address" I said grabbing my camera and heading out to my truck. I arrive at Steve Chapel and grab my camera going to the bride to see where she wants me to start. I have been assigned to take some pictures of the guest and when the bride and groom kiss. I have taken my photos and showed the bride and groom it was currently 8pm. Which means my shift is over I head to work and drop off the film. I then began my journey home. I had come across a red light and Rose had begun to call me. I clicked the answer button only to her her crying. "What's wrong" I say getting worried. The light turns green and I speed towards the house. "Rose what's wrong" I say once again. "M-m-my my m-mom h-had a heart attack" she says through sobs. "Are you at the hospital" I ask. "Yes" she says her voice cracking in the middle. I make a U turn and begin going over the speed limit to reach Rose to comfort her.
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In 37 Days
FantasyPaxton summers is your average 17 year old boy he has been suicidal for quite some time. This brunette 6'4 teen has had his heart set on dying. In his eyes it is inevitable everyone dies...Paxton Summers has been like this since he was malested by...