( Marshall's pov)
The light leaks in to the bathroom from my bedroom.
I hold a bottle of vodka in one hand a pot of pills in the ove.
the broken fragments of my phone way on the floor where I throw it at the wall when Curtis grandma phoned me for the froth time.I know what that ment it was the same when Ronny died.
This can't be happening.
I can't lose him.
I can't.I fall on to my sid and sob.
The cold bathroom tiles dig in to my naked chest.
I was debating if I should cut my self instead.But pills seem like better way to go.
God I can't believe he's gone.
I can't dill with it I can't.
I can't bier to lose him.
I down the boot of pills and tack a swig of vodka for good mishear.
This should do it.
This should make things num anoth.
Things start to get bleary and a loud ringing go's of in my ears.
And then every thing go's back and I'm out cold.
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overdosing on love. ( Eminem And 50 Cent Story)
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