As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw a silhouette of what I thought was Arthur, but when I finally opened my eyes fully, it was just Mattie. "You're awake." He said joyfully. I groaned. "I want a cheeseburger." Mattie giggled. "How long was I out?" I asked. "About a week." Mattie replied. I groaned. "No wonder I feel so hungry..." I then started to sit up, until I felt a sharp pain in my chest. Mattie forced me back down. "Don't strain yourself." He said. "The doctors said that three of your ribs are cracked and two are broken." I sighed. "Damn him..." I whispered. Mattie asked what I said, I lied and said that I didn't say anything. He just smiled, then he left, and came back with Alice. "You bloody idiot, you worried me sick. I never knew that you went back to America, I thought you died in Russia!" She scolded. "Now, is that any way to treat someone that just got out of a coma?" I asked sarcastically, Mattie snickered, and Alice puffed her chest with anger. "Hey, at least I'm letting you rest in my country Al." She said, I looked out the window, and saw that a few... hundred, buildings were either damaged or destroyed. I had failed to beat the Russian enemy. I sighed, and pulled the sheets over my head. "Oi, what're you doing?" Alice asked, sounding really ticked. "I'm hiding in my shame..." I murmured. "You bloomin' idiot, Alfred. Thinking about it won't help anybody." Alice said, I just sighed, and only revealed my eyes. "Eh, better, but you really should try to let go." She said, I sighed. "And, how do I do that...?" I asked with a slight tune. Alice shrugged.
"That's what I thought..." I mumbled. "How's America doing?" I asked. "In my opinion, it's better than Britain." Alice declared. "Russia attacked three other states while you were out." Mattie said, I was shocked. "Which ones?" I asked. "Pennsylvania, West Virginia, and Maryland." Mattie listed. I sighed again, and covered my face with my hands. "Ugh... how much progress have we had against the Russians?" I asked, my voice muffled by my hands. "Pretty good, but the Soviet Union area was unharmed." Alice said. At that point, I was depressed enough not to even sigh, or groan. I turned over, and buried my face in the pillows. I heard that someone left. I didn't know who, but they probably left to leave me to my thoughts. So, I just thought of a different battle strategy. Since the Russians might attack America again, I'll have to leave some defense there, and attack Russia, without nuclear bombs. Just then, I remembered that Emily was injured as well, I looked up from the pillows, and I saw that Mattie was still there. "Hey, bro?" I asked.
"Yeah?" Mattie replied.
"Where's Emily?"
"She's next door."
"Is she okay?"
"Yeah. She's conscious."
"Can I see her?"
Mattie shook his head. "She can't walk, and you can't sit up without your wounds opening up again." He said. I mentally whined, and buried my face in the pillows again. "Sorry bro." Mattie said. "It's okay..." I replied, my voice was muffled by the pillows, so I doubt that he heard me. But I didn't hear any signs of exit, so I looked back up to him. He was sitting on a chair next to my bedside. "Why're you still here?" I asked.
"I don't want you to be so lonely." He said, I was surprised by this sudden decision. "In the days that you were out, you seemed to be dreaming. About Arthur I mean." He continued. I then turned to face him directly. "What'd you mean?" I asked.
"I heard you say his name several times." He said. My eyes widened.
"I, did?" I asked. He smiled and nodded. I laughed nervously. "Oh, that's kinda embarrassing..." I said.
To be continued...
