proof X Eminem. My fallen angel. +18

after work 😶

( DeShaun pov) 

I walk in to the hospital after a long day of work. 
My feet hurt and my boss gave me shit for not being at work yesterday. Even after I explained what happened. 
All I want to do was carol in to bed and fall asleep with Marshall in my arms he's face agents my chest. 
But no. 
He's stuck in a hospital bed. 
This is day two of Marshall and swifts being in hospital. 
I walk in to swifts room first as it's on the way so Marshall. 
Even tho there is a high chance that he will be in Marshalls room instead of he's own. 
After he's continues arguing with the doctor they finely said he could go see Marshall tonight. 
I walk in to he's open room.
All the guys crowd around swifts bed they yell at one of sifts doctors. 
" what the fuck are you talking about where is he" kunither yells.
" What's going on" I ask confused.
" this month fuck won't tell us where Marshall is. He isn't in the room he was in last night. " Denaun yell. 
" are you DeShaun Holton? " the doctor asked. 
" yes why" I ask northerly. 
"Can we talk to you improve?" the doctor aske.
" no you can tell me what's going on here. Where is Marshall" I say.
The doctor looks me in the eyes.
" Marshall mathers pastaway this afternoon.... I'm so sorry" 
Everything stoped.
No this can't be happening. 
He can't be dead not Marshall. 
I fill sick and dizzy. 
He can't be gone he just can't be. 
I sink to the floor tiers fill my eyes and my vision blurs my ears ring as the guys yell and scream at the doctor tires running down there faces. 
This can't be happening. 
He was breathing he was alive last  night. 
I pull my legs in to my chest and cry. 
Haw could he leave me? 
Haw could that mother fucker have done this to him. 
My poor Marshall. 
He didn't deserved this he was so young.  He had he's hole life ahead of him. 
" DeShaun" I look up Denaun places he's hand on my shoulders.
" do do you want to see him?" he ask gently. 
" s s see how" I whisper.
" Marshall do you want to see him. Or do you Want me to take you home?" Denaun ask. 
" s see him..... I can see him?" I ask not sure if I want to see him like that. 
" only if you want to." he said.
" a a are you going to see him" I ask shocked I can even speak. 
" yeah...... I can't leave whit out..." he trailed of. 
" I I want to to s see h" I can't say it. 
But he understands what I meant. 
He stand up and holds he's hands out for me. 
I notice it's just me and Denaun and swifts in the room. 
I tack Denaun hands and stand up on my shaky legs. 
I wipe my face to try and get rid of the tiers but more just keep falling. 
" say goodbye t to h him f f f for me Denaun" swift crys. 
Denaun nods. Before we slowly walk out the. 
My poor baby Marshall. 
What did that mother fucker do to him....... 

( hi everybody hope you enjoy this chapter.)