Cliché, Complicated and Confusing.

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Marshall's POV

"Critical condition?" I ask the nurse

"Yes. He had an accident. Two cars bumped into eachother. He wasn't wearing a seatbelt."

"So..."

"Results are still not here. They just finished his operation." She says. "He's recovering now and waking up." Emily was standing next to me like always pushing me to be a better person. "Family only can go in."

"Okay." I say and she walks off. Nicole appears out of nowhere. "What happened?" She asks as Noah is right behind her. Emily tells her what happened and my head hurts. Was I supposed to feel sad? Because I did feel a wave of panick coming over me. If he died... I wouldn't know what to do... My head was messed up. I was supposed to hate him so when he is on the verge of death why am I panicking?

"He's waking up." Nicole says and Emily looks at me. I sigh and follow her in the room. Emily and Noah wait outside.

"Marshall?" He asks surprised to see me. I stand next to his bed along side Nicole. "What happened?" His voice was breaking. He had cuts all over his faces where the glass must have gone through.

"You were in a car crash." Nicole says

"I feel like I have been run over by a bus." He says. He looks at me for a few seconds and stares at the ceiling. A tear rolls down his eyes to the side and I wonder whats going on.

"Are you in pain?" I ask

"No. I'm just happy you are able to come in times like this... Even though I failed you and your mother. And that even though you haven't seen me your whole life you're here to support me Nicole." He says. It was hard to be angry at a guy who was bruised and battered infront of you. Yet again, it was hard to forgive when my mind pictures my mom screaming, crying, bruised and battered. I look to the floor and sigh

"You should rest." I say

"Do you need anything?" Nicole asks.

"I'm just going to rest..." He says drifting off. There were about a dozen of tubes sticking out of him. Nicole and I walk out where Emily and Noah were standing.

"Does he like have a girlfriend?" I ask Nicole.

"You know he's married right?" She asks and I raise my eyebrows. "Had no idea." I tell her. "I spoke to her already. She's flying in from her business trip." Emily and Noah stayed quiet throughout this and I appreciate the space they were giving us.

"What we supposed to do? Leave?" I ask and Emily shakes her head slowly. "I'm gonna go get him some clothes and his stuff." Nicole says as she turns around a bunch of police officers walk our way. "So... I'll deal with them." I say and she nods and quickly walks away.

I speak to the police and tell them I had no clue what happened and that he was still sleeping.

"Full name?" He asks pulling me to the side

"Marshall Matthews."

"Your relationship with Malcolm Smith?"

"He's my father." I tell the guy. He looks a little funny at me and then nods. "Stepson?" He asks and I shake my head. "No his actual son as in he is my biological father." I tell the guy. "But you have different last names. What proof do you have that shows you're his son?"

"I was adopted." I was getting annoyed at all these questions

"Alright. Call us when he is ready to talk."