John Marston
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“Who did this to you?” John knelt infront of you, resting his hands on your knees.
“John it doesn’t matter-“ You tried to dismiss him, but it didn’t help. You could almost see the anger bouncing around his chest, and how he tried to compose himself.
You sucked in a quick breath as you gripped your side, pain shooting through you. John winced and dropped his head down. “Just tell me, honey..” He said with an exhale,