proof X Eminem. My fallen angel. +18

talk to me 🚩

(DeShaun pov)

I fill Marshall shift in my arms.
I open my eyes to look in to he's blood shot ones.
" haw you filling? " I ask moving my hand to stroke he's short blond hair.
He doesn't reply he just look up at me a single tier rolls down he's face.
I miss he's blue eyes. There been blood shot for the last couple of days.
"Please don't cry. I know your scared. I am to. I have you know. I haven't be whit a man before. But I love you and......... If you want to give it a try I'm all in. But it your choice" he cuts me of kissing me patently.
He pulls a way. " I can't " he whispers. "What can't you do" I ask taking he's ruth hand in to mine.
" I can't be g-gay I just can't. " he whispers tiers streaming down he's face.
He hides in the cork of my neck.
"I know it scary but" he cut me of again but this time not whit a kiss but whit frantic whispers. "No you not understand I can't I can't be. NO I just can't. He wasn't right I I d-didn't like it he's lying." He sobs.
" how's lying. Marshall talk to me. What don't I understand. " I ask stroking the back of he's head.
" NO you won't look at me the same. Please please I I d-don't want to lose you. P-Please please stay whit me I'm sorry. " he sobs holding on to me as if I'm going to disrepair.
" Marshall what are you taken about....... Your not going to lose me. I promise....... Come here " I say sitting up I pull him on to my lap.
He hides he's browsed face in the cork of my neck. Sobbing like a made man.
"I want to help you talk to me. You know you can trust me. I'm here for you." I say pulling him close  to my chest.
" YOU CAN'T HELP ME . WE CAN'T BE TOGETHER. I DIDN'T LIKE IT. why do everything have to hurt. " he yell.
"What didn't you like. Did? ....... Marshall did someone? ........"
I fill him nod.
And that confirms my suspicions. That some one probably a man by the sound of it has sexually assaulted Him.
I fill my hart break.
Haw code Someone do that to him.
" Marshall I I had Know idea. "
He digs he's finger nails in to my shoulders.
"Please please don't leave me don't leave me don't leave me don't leave me. Please I I can't lose you please PLEASE I I don't please. "
He sobs stumbling over words.
"Listen to me I'm not ever going to leave you ok" I say as he grips on to me as title as he can.
I rub he's back trying to cram him.
He just sobs. every so often pleading .
I finely get him to cram down.
He's stopped crying but he still holds on to me lick I'll disrepair.

" why don't we go to MacDonald and get something to eat? ........ We can come back here and eat and  just talk if you want. "
He pulls away from my chest leaving my hoody whet for He ties.
He nods.
I very gently kiss he's forehead.
He look up at me.
" let's go get something to eat" I say.
He gets of my lap and of the bed he look around for he's trainers.
I find mine and change my hoody.
" you ready to go? " I ask he tacks my hand in he's and nods.
He hasn't said a word sins he stopped crying.
We walk down the old and dirty streets of Detroit.
We stoped holding hand before leaving the house.
Because if you are a man and you get seen  holding hand white  another man  walking down Detroit your your get jumped or worse shout.
I stick close to Marshall as I know thesis a lot of people that won't to jump him just for the colour of he's skin.
As we get closer to the MacDonald a toll blond woman comes stroking towards us.
Shit it kim.

( Hi everybody sorry it took so long.
I am really stuck whit this book.😣
If you have any ideas I'd really appreciate it.
I will try and update again soon.
O and it is now set before Marshall is famous.
Sorry for any confusion.
Thanks for reading commenting and liking. 😙