proof X Eminem. My fallen angel. +18

the test 😷

( DeShaun pov) 

Marshall finely got a scan to see if he's brain is still bleeding. 
The guys and I have been back and forth in-between Marshall and swift room all night 
But some of swifts family are up to make shore he's ok. 
So we all are just chilling in Marshalls room as he sleeps. 
It not like he's family is going to check on him. 
Well I guess he's real family is all ready her. 
It 10:42 and we just finished round 3 of breakfast. 
Staying up all night makes you extremely hungry.
Marshall lays on he's sid facing me and Denaun he's back to bizarre and kunither. 
" yo man you reckon he's going to be all right?" Denaun ask looking at the droll patch on Marshall's pelio  then to Marshall and I's clasped hands. 
" yeah he'll be all right. He taken a beating before." kunither said. 
" but not like this. Never this bad." Denaun said looking up at the hart monter. 
" you know I can't help but fill like something bad is going to happen." bizarre said looking up and at us from across Marshalls bed. 
" guys he's going to be fine. He Marshall... He might struggle a bit once he gets out. But we'll help him he'll be fine. And you bad filling bizarre is probably just haw we're all going to get fired." I say
" you boss was pretty pissed." kunither smiled. 
" yeah your probably right...... He was so pissed. I'm so fired" he laughed. 
I look dawn at Marshall. He has he's eyes open. 
" sorry ba.... Marshall did we wake you" I ask placing my hand on the top of he's head. 
He nod slightly and slowly. 
" I'm sorry." I say and kiss the he's forehead. Comply forgetting the guy are in the room. 
But they don't seem to care. 
"haw you filling marsh?" Denaun ask.
He opens  he's mouth and just makes a small whimpering sound. 
" Don't worry marsh your get your voice back." Denaun smiles at him. 
Marshall shudders. I pull the blankets over he's shoulders.
Kunither run to the aid on the bed me and Denaun is sitting.
" hay your a wack. Do you want anything? " he asked.
But Marshall didn't say anything just drools.
A short round man wearing a doctor inform stands in the door way.
" are any of you Mr DeShaun Holton?" The man said. I didn't recognise the doctor.
" urrrr yeah I am" I say. 
" we have some good news. Mr mathers don't seem to have any more bleed in he's brain and there doesn't seem to be my damage done." said the doctor. 
" then why isn't he taking and why is dose he keep drooling. And why can't he breath by himself?" kunither asked walking closer to the doctor. 
" um he's still extremely weak. And he's breathing has nothing to do white he's brain..... Just give him time. " the doctor said stepping back.
" so has long was he got to be in this horrible place" Kunither asked angrily.
"That depends on haw quickly he heals. And what problems the brain bleed has left" the doctor said stepping back again .
" You better hope there is no problems " biz said standing up.
" are you fretting me....... And even if here is any problems it has nothing to do white me" the doctor said and whit that he left.

( Hi everybody hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Sorry I haven update I like for ever.
Thighs are still really hectic in my life.

I'm all so going on holiday tomorrow.
So that might mean no update for a tho weeks or like a really long update when I get back.
That depends.
Any way hope you enjoyed this chapter.😀)