haw is he❓

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( DeShaun pov) 

It's been two weeks since I have see Marshall.

The guys tell me that he's not doing very well.
He still can't speak he can't breath properly and debby and Dev are always there. 

I can't imagine haw scared Marshall must be.

" I tell you man I got the best idea" kunither yells over the bantering of the over guy. 
" what this great idea of yours sherlock" swift said. 
" Hay you don't have to be a dick about it. I'm just saying. If one of us punched biz in the nose and blame that fuck head instead then we can get him band from the hospital just like poof" kunither said as if he'd just thawed the key to life. 
" wow that's a great idea" swift said sarcasticly. 
" wait a sec why am the one  getting punched into face?" biz asks annoyed.
" because you spilt ketchup on my seats because your fat ass couldn't wait till we got to proof to eat" kunither said annoyed.
" I was hungry" bizarre said. 
" your always hungry" swift said. 
" so haw long do you reckon it will be till Marshall can come home?" I ask Denaun as the rest of the guys talk.
" I'm not shore like I said he's not doing well he's still not taking he still drooling and well the don't let him out of the restraints. They think he's a danger to himself." Denaun said.
" but he's not he doesn't do that any more" I say. 
" doesn't matter they think he does so they keep him tide dawn to the bed. I've tried telling them that he's not a danger to himself and to keep he's mouth and her boyfriend away from him but they don't listen." Denaun said.
I can't  believe this I can't believe that they are doing this to him. 
My poor Marshall. 

( Sorry it's been so long sins I have update.)

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