50 cent eminem 18+

please that go

( Marshall's pov ) 

As the house creeks and squeak. 

It a reminder that my mother could be in the house coming to get me I know proof told me that it all in my head. But I can't help but think she might be in the house waiting for me to fall asleep. 

Proof rolls over to face me in he's sleep. 

I hug him close to me. 

Fitting the erg to cry. 

I what to call Curtis. 

But he is probably asleep. 

And I'd have to go dawn to the kitchen by my self. 

And I really don't want to do that. 

* squeak* 

I pouch my face in to proof chest and begin to sob quietly to myself. 

I felt so scarred why do I have to fill like this why does it hurt so much. 

My chest burned but it's nothing to what was going on in my head. 

A million forts go through my head at once. 

And my hart is racing it fills like it going to explode.

I spent the hole night crying quietly to myself too afraid to sleep. 

The sun slowly rose but I still count bring myself to go dawn stairs. 

I continue to cry. my eye hurt. 

And I fill like a wimp for crying so much. 

But I can't stop.

It was around 9:45 when proof grunts and slowly opens he's eyes. 

( Proof's pov ) 

I blink open my eyes. 

And looked at Marshall. 

He's eyes are swollen and red. 

Tiers run dawn he's checks. 

He looks tired. 

Shit haw long has he been up crying by himself ?

I places my hand on he's face whipping he's tiers away. 

" have you steeped at all?" 

He shock he's head. 

"I'm sorry I shouldn't of fallen asleep"

He lips moth but no words come out.

He just lays there crying.

"I'm sorry" I say pull him in to a hug Rubbing he's back.

" I go find us some breakfast" he grabs my wrist as I'm about to go make some breakfast. 

" Please don't l leave" he voice so quite I all most didn't hear it. 

He's grip on my wrist is weak. 

He's shaking is it from the cold or anxiety. I not know. 

"Ok do you want to come white me?" 

I asked. He nods he's head. 

I go around to he's sid of the bed I pull back the blanket.

Blood had seeped through he's bandages. 

On he's arms and chest. 

"I'm going to go find something to get you cleaned up. And then we can go get unthinking to eat ok" 

He nods. 

I walk in to the bathroom I pic up the last lot of bandages and a damp cloth.

I head back in to the bedroom. 

"Can you sit up" I sits up looking at me with bloodshot eyes. 

I sit on the bed facing him. 

I slowly being to unwrap he bandages of he's arms and chest I get him cleaned up. 

" there. Can you walk?" 

He took my hand and slowly stand up. 

He wobbles a little as he walks but we manage to get dawn stairs and in the the kitchen. 

Blood was all over the floor and the discarded knife lay on the floor. 

A small squeak escapes Marshall as he looks in to the kitchen. 

He turns around and pouches he's face in to my chest and sobs.

" it ok it ok Marshall listen to me I need to get the phone you stay hear ok" 

" NO NO NOT LEVEL ME NOT LEVEL ME PLEASE PLEASE PROOF NOT LEVEL ME" he screams he's voice hours. grabbing hold of me for life. 

" listen to me. I need you to stay cram I just need the phone. Ok I'll be 2 seconds ok I promise nothing bad is going to happen to you ok."

"No DeShaun please not let her tack me places" he whispers / cry in to my chest. 

"Ok ok just don't look ok and I get the phone and we can get out of their quickly." 

I manage to get the phone with out Marshall seeing the blood on the floor. 

I sit on the couch Marshall on my lap sobbing a blanket draped over us I call dre.

I need help white Marshall. 

And I need he's advice on if I should tell Curtis or not.

It rings he picks up.

"Dre I need your help" 

( hi guys new chapter as promised.

I know it short.

The next chapter will be long. 

enjoy. ) 

😘