day17

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( Curtis pov)  

I zip up are soutekace. 
All tho the beach house is gorgeous and so peaceful we need to go home.
We aren't sirpost to go home till Friday but I need to get Marshalls home. 
We agreed to go home early as he is really struggling. 
Marshall had phoned proof told him that we are going to be home early tomorrow morning. 
Marshall lays on the bed as I finish packing. 
He whisper rolling over slowly. 

He didn't take his medication very well this morning. 
He ended picking it up before I even got a chance to get him to eat something. 
So not just is he in exorsted but he's all so in a lot of pain.
I get the soutekace in to the hier car. 
And head back in to go and get Marshall. 
" come on baby let's get you home" I say very gently picking him up. 

I place him in the passenger seat and pute he's seat belt on for him.
I kiss he's cheek and close the door. 
I sit in the drives seat.
" let's go home baby" 



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