“Marshall!”
I turn over the passed out prince, and I gasp, “Your bleeding!”
His pulse was slowing down, “Marshall. I was the one who
never should have ran away! I was the one that was supposed
to- “ I started crying.
“Wake up!”
I wake up in a hospital bed with my little brother, Seth,
shaking me, “Why are you crying?” he asked, “What happened?”
My mother came in, “you…” she looks down, “You had a
concussion...from falling...at school...but you’re alright.”
She ran up and hugged me. I then realized, was that a dream?
It felt so real though...I hug her back but not as tight as I usually
hug her.
“But Marshall...is he okay?” I ask.
“Yes he’s fine! Your worried about Marshall though?! Out of all
people and other things to ask about, Marshall? The one who
gave it to you!!!”
I looked down, “I’m just the same as I was you were probably
hoping that I forgot about you guys, how I wasn’t the perfect
child you wanted me to be, so we can restart, how I’m the one
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