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As Marshall lay coughing in the back seat, listening to the sounds the road made as Mary drove, he thought about the real reason he couldn't her he wanted to leave. He loved her. And if anything ever happened to her, he would be devastated. If he left then it wouldn't be his fault. It would be someone else's. And he could come back and beat the hell out of them. And that would be all. But now, he kniew he had to stay. Because he told her he would. And he didn't want to break a promise. And as his eyes closed without his permission, he heard her voice in his head.
"You better not die"
He coughed again, struggling to stay awake and to keep his promise unbroken.
There. It was just a drabble but...hey no one else has written anything yet so...R&R!!