Collision

Chapter 26

Alfred's POV>>>

I carefully put him down on my bed, tucking him in and putting a cold rag on his head. I walked out of the room for a minute. What should I do? I paced back and forth across the kitchen, trying to think. Should I send him to a hospital or keep him here? I sighed and slowly walked back to my room. I looked at him and felt tears form in my eyes, blurring my vision. I love you, bro. I slowly laid down next to him, looking over at him. I hope he's alright. I sighed and wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close to me. I felt myself growing more tired by the minute. I yawned and nuzzled my head against his neck. I soon fell asleep, holding him close to me, breathing softly against his neck.

~a few hours later~

I woke up and grunted when I realized that Canada wasn't with me. I sat up slowly and rubbed my eyes. "Mattie?" I called. No response. I began to grow worried. I quickly got up and left the room, walking down the hall. "Mattie?" I said softly. I could hear sobbing coming from the bathroom. "Mattie!" I squeaked and quickly walked towards the bathroom. I slowly opened the door and froze up. The Canadian was on his knees in front of the toilet, vomiting blood. I sighed and held his hair back with one hand, and rubbed his back with the other. "It's alright, Mattie." I said softly and felt a few tears roll down my cheeks. I need to stay strong for him. "Everything will be okay." I said softly, trying to stop my voice from sounding shaky. "I promise." He soon stopped vomiting and started to wheeze. I pulled him into a hug and rubbed his back. "Shh. Calm down. It's okay." I whispered softly and held him close to me. He squirmed a bit and whined. I slowly picked him up and carried him into my room. "Do you need to go to a hospital?" I asked softly. He shook his head and began to cry softly. "Please calm down. Don't cry. I'm right here. I'm here to help you." I said shakily and felt tears roll down my cheeks. He grunted and slapped me, causing my glasses to fall off of my face. "M-Mattie..." I mumbled and felt my heart shatter. "I'm sorry." I whispered and buried my face into my hands, crying softly. "I want to go home!" He cried and curled into a ball. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. "Mattie, I just saved you. They could've killed you!" I sobbed and ran my hands through my hair. "What are you talking about! Who are you! Who's 'Mattie'!" He spat. Oh no, his memory. "You're name is Matthew Williams. I'm your brother, Alfred." I said softly and rubbed my eyes. "Don't you remember me?" I asked shakily. "I don't remember anything." He shouted and buried his face into his hands. "All I know is that I woke up in a bed. I don't know who I am. I don't know who you are! I don't know where I am!" He cried. I broke down and sobbed. What do I do now?