(DeShaun pov )
2 hours later.
The same doctor that was with Debby walk in to the waiting room.
" is any of you DeShaun? " the doctor said.
I stand up " yeah that's me why" I ask concerned.
" follow me" the doctor said turning and heading towards the hallway to Marshall's room.
The doctor stops out sid Marshall's door.
"He's been asking for you" the doctor said.
" so he talking naw? " I ask
" More whispering then talking. He still extremely weak he's hart rate is thro the roof and we can't seem to get he's body temperature up fast auth" the doctor said.
" is he going to be ok? " I ask.
" we don't know yet" the doctor said before opening the door.
Debby and her boyfriend sit next to Marshall's bed staring at him. Marshall is restrained to the bed by he's wrist and lower legs.
Debby's boyfriend rubs Marshall's arm.
Marshall shacks he's eyes closed tightly he struggles to breath.
" what the fuck are they doing here? " I ask angrily at the doctor
" that's he's mother she wants to be by her sons sid" said the doctor before walking a way.
What the FUCK.
( Hi everybody hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Sorry it is so short.
Any way hope you have a lovely Christmas our what ever you celebrate. 😘)
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proof X Eminem. My fallen angel. +18
Random18+ Proof and Marshall doesn't know haw to tell each over haw they fills. The two of them are in love white each over. But not know haw to tell the over one.
