Paul's P.O.V:
{Flash Back}
"Hello?" I push open the front door and look around the foyer. "Marshall?" I say louder. When I get no answer, I walk further into the mansion and make my way towards the living room. "Hey." Marshall looks up from the couch and then back at me.
"Hey man." He sniffs as he wipe's his nose with the back of his hand.
"What you doing up this early?" I ask.
"I haven't been to sleep the past two days." He states. I walk further into the room and take a seat on the edge of the couch. My eyes examine his pale face and then the dark circles under his eyes. His left hand comes up to his left eye that's blood shot red before he he starts to rub it with the palm of his hand.
I look away from Marshall and at the multiple yellow bottles that were filled with pills just two days ago. I reach out for the plastic bottle and hold it up to him. Marshall stops rubbing his left eye and shrugs.
"What man?" He mumbles.
"You got these pills two days ago. You got all of these two days ago." I state.
"What's your point?" He asks.
"What's my point? Do you want to kill your fucking self?" I say in anger.
"Do I wanna kill myself?" Marshall repeats.
"The way you're popping these pills, you won't be alive to see another sunset!" I snap as I stand up.
"Paul-" I start and get cut off.
"Quit being so stubborn and depressed and man up a little! So what, you left Tessa. So fucking what!" I yell. "Stand up, be a man, and get a life!" I add, making Marshall stand up. "Get over her!" I add in anger.
"I flushed those fucking pills down the toilet." He hisses as he steps up to me. "So don't come to my place and tell me what to do." I add. I go quiet and watch Marshall nod as he turns away. "I'm sick of you thinking you can control me." He adds.
"The last thing I want to do is control you." I state after a long pause. "Marshall. I'm not the enemy here, they are. Leroy and his...People are the bad guys. Not me." I add. Marshall turns to face me and holds my gaze for a couple of seconds before he finally speaks.
"That the truth?" He asks.
"It's the truth." I state. "I'm on your side." I add when he doesn't speak.
"So you'll help me?" He asks, making me nod.
"Of course." I say and watch him nod.
"You promise?" He asks.
"I swear i'll help you, man." I shrug.
"I'm going back to Tessa." Marshall states, making me freeze in my spot. I watch Marshall as he paces up and down the room and speaks. "I'm meeting her. On the 18th at 2am where no one will fucking spot us, espically not Leroy and his team." I drop down on the couch and bury my face in my hands as I listen to him carry on speaking. "We're gonna sort things out. We're gonna get back together." He adds. "Man, i'm telling you. We're gonna be-" I quickly cut in.
