( Curtis pov)
To day is pacing day.
I gather cloths shows and general things we need.
As Marshall watch's from the bed drifting in and out of sleep.
I know what he likes to where and what he will probably want/ need.
So I pack both of are suitcases.
Run up and down the stairs finding the things we will need.
I place a thick blankets in to a bag and look up at Marshall.
He's asleep and snoring lightly. He's mouth is open.
He's dark lashes lay gently on he's hollow cheeks.
He's pail white hand sticks out from under the thicken blanket that's up to he's chin.
God What on earth am I going to do whit out him.
Tiers sting my eyes. I can't imagine what my life is going to be like with out him.
I lay down next to him wrapping my arms around him I pull him closer to my chest.
I miss he's hairless head.
It's two in the afternoon and he's still sleeping.
My hand gently rests on he's neck o run it gently just needing to fill he's heartbeat.
" You know you don't need to do that. Your know when it happen" Marshall mumbles sleepy.
" it makes me fill more comfortable " I say tiers fall down my cheeks.
" I know it does." He said in to my chest.
" why why you why not someone else. Why'd you got to leave me. Why can't I just have for the rest of my life..... W-Why dose he have to take you. What am I suppose to do with out you. " I cry holding him close. Wishing I nether had to let him go.
" every thing is going to be all right Curtis" he said.
" no it's not the. Nothing is going to be all right whit out you"
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