day 6

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( Curtis pov)

I am so grateful the guy are here.
They have be helping us a lot.
Marshall is really weak already. he's really struggling to stay a wack for longer then a hour.
I hate seeing him like this.
I hold him close to me while sitting on the sofa.
He sits whit he's legs ever sid of my hips. He's head on my shoulder he's arms loosely wrapped around my neck as he sleeps. I gently hold him.
A basketball game is playing on the big tv in front of me but I don't pay it much attention.
" have you asked Marshall if there's is anything he wants to do it anything he wants to see. We can get it done you know" see whispers so the overs don't hear him.
"We hadn't talked about it. I guess because it makes it all the more real" I say looking up at him tiers fill my eyes.
" I know it does but........ If there is some thing he wants to do we should do it. I would want him too .......... " he stops talking because we both know what he was going to say. But non of us what to say it out loud.

" your right I'll talk to him" I say look down he's back.
I gently rub he's back.
" I know it's hard Curtis but if you need some one to talk to you know I'm hehe or I can find a professional if that's what you want" dre said.
I look a way from him.
" I don't want to take to some one" the guy cheer at the tv. " I just what him to be ok. I just want to be able to hold him and know that I'm not losing him" I whisper tires poring down my cheeks.
" I know you do but don't you think it  would be good to talk to some one" dre said.
I look back down at Marshall.
" but I don't want to........ I can't I need to be here for Marshall" I say.
I can't wast any time I have left with him.

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