( Curtis pov)
I lay awake at 7:46 in the morning.
I lay on my sid Marshall's back to my chest.
One arm wrapped around he's wast and my over hand results gently on he's hart.
Just filling the steady rise of he's chest and he little hart beat agents me laugh hand.
I gently kiss the back of he's neck.
Tiers running down my face.
What am I going to do with out him.
I don't want to wake him up.
We didn't get home till 12 last night and he was exhausted after such a long drive. Ever known he wasn't driving just the trip a lone was tiring anoth.
I can't even bare to think about of life white out him.
Marshall's hand cothers mine. He's thom rubber circle on the back of my hand.
" sorry baby did I wack you up" I say still crying.
" it's OK it's probably time to get up anyway." he said turning in my arms slowly an weakly. I gently help him.
" I'm hungry. Can we go and eat breakfast " he asks.
" o shit I thought to give you a feeding bag last night" I say sitting up.
" aw" Marshall winpers.
I'd knocked him when I sat up.
" sorry Marshall I'm so sorry baby" I say boling.
" Curtis it's OK. I'm OK. I just.... I'm OK" he said.
" I not ever want to hurt you baby I love you too much I'm sorry" I say gently pulling him close to me.
" Curtis Curtis it's OK" Marshall said gently cupping my face.
" it's OK let's just go and get some breakfast. Can you help me get dressed." he asks.
" yeah yeah I can do that sorry baby I paniced" I said kiss he's cheek.
" it fine. Lets go get some breakfast." he said before kissing me.
I help Marshall get ready for the day.
He can wash he's own face brush he's own teeth and shave by himself but can get dressed by himself so I helped him. I also mack shore to clean he feeding tube before breakfast.
But just from doing those small tasks he was exhausted.
So after breakfast we lay on the sofa Marshall's head on my chest.
I rub he's back to try and help him sleep.
" promise me...... Promise that..... Promise your care on living for us both. Promise me if you find someone else you marry them..... Because I'm always going to be whit you." Marshall whispers in to my chest. I can fill he's tiers.
" baby there is never going to someone else. You the only one for me. Baby I need you" I say holding him close to me.
" please don't leave me I need you"
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