25 days to live. ( an Eminem and 50 cent story)

day 4

( Curtis pov)

I left Marshall in bed.
Because I think he needs more sleep he was really struggling last night to even walk so I think he needs more sleep.
I was down stairs washing up lat nights dishes and tidying the live living room. The guy are coming round and I want it to look like I had some parts of my life under control.
I move cups from the sid table and accidentally knock a pitcher of.
" shit" I hope that didn't wack up Marshall.
I pull the pick it up it is only shattered no pieces are missing.
I look at the pitcher it one from when me and Marshall wear on the up and coming smoke tour.
I smile at the memory.
I'd picked him up from he's dressing room where he was hiding and I cared him to dre's dressing room but not before swift got a pitcher of us the big playful smile on are faces.
I'd have to get a new frame for this one but for naw I will put it in the draw.
I finish tidying and head up stairs to wack up Marshall the guy shod be here any minutes.

I lay next to him and gently kiss he's forehead he's little nose and he's checks to try and wack him up.
" baby come on its time to get up naw come on ever one is going to be here soon. " I say
He blinks open he's red puffy eyes.
" good morning baby " I say before giving him a gentle kiss on the lips.
" morning. " he mumbles.
" You ready to get up? " I ask rubbing he's bald head.
" I guess so" he said running he's eyes.
" You guess? " I ask kiss in he's neck naw that I can get to it.
"You cary on doing that and I'll nether get out of bed. And then  your have to stay white me" he said.
" all tho I'd love to we have company coming soon. " I say kissing he's check.

The guy finally get here whit drinks and food.
We watch the the game and sit on the sofa drink and eating.
All except for Marshall.
He still isn't eating properly.
But I have feed him thro he's tube this morning.
So he shod be ok for naw.