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(Curtis pov)

Marshall's therapy Sachin when horribly.
After I managed to get him to sit white me doctor may tried to ask ask him a tho questions.
Simple questions like haw he's recovery process has been. haw dose he fill naw that he's home. Do you fill guilty.
Not even scraping in to he's real problems.
But yet he couldn't answer her.
He just sob and stacked in my arms. Every naw and then he would try and get a way to try and hide some where.
And since then he's been struggling. 
Not really with flashbacks but with fiscal contact. 
Proof had come round after doctor may left. 
But when he went to greet Marshall the way he normally dose my hugging him. 
Marshall had a full blown panic attacks. 
I could see haw much it upset proof to see Marshall freak out because of him. 
And when I tried to pick him up to sit him back in he's wheelchair he ended up crying he eyes out. 
Where this has come from I have no idea. 
He slowly getting use to me tucking him. but still get scared out of he mined if any one else touched him. 
But this is nothing to compare to what he's going to be like tomorrow. 

Tomorrow is the 13 of September. 
The day Marshall has to face he's worst feair. 
The court date. 

It's currently September 12. At 9:34. 
We sit in bed the TV on playing some cartoon Marshall like to watch. 
He sits in between my legs he's back to my chest my arms wrapped around he's wast the back of he's head is rested gently on my right shoulder. 
He smells like dove shampoo. 
I'd given him a bath earlier to try a cram him down.
He's be really quiet today and extremely clingy. 
I kiss the sid of he's neck. 
He doesn't seem to be paying much attention to the TV. 
" you tired baby" I ask. 
" no I just want to sit here with you........ Is that ok? " he said looking at me. 
" Of course" I say pulling him a little closer to me.
We county to sit there for another tho hours.
" Baby we should go to bed.... we got to get up early tomorrow "
He doesn't say anything thing.
" come on let's go brush are teeth" I say gently taping he's sid.
" ok " he wipers he sounds like he's on the verge of tiers.
" o baby It ok" I say standing up. I pic him up so he's legs are around my wast and he's chest is against mine.
" your safe no one is going to hurt you. I won't let them. Your safe" I say and kissing him lovingly.

( Hi everybody hope you enjoyed this chapter.
I know to day is September the 13.
But I for got to publish this this yesterday.
Tomorrow I will write and publish the next part. 😊
Sorry 😬)

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