I finally got another chapter done. I'm sorry for making you all wait. I hope you enjoy.

Ivan quietly sat in the waiting room with his head hanging and his elbows on his knees. He couldn't swallow the lump in his throat that seemed to be choking him. Having followed the ambulance all the way to the hospital he had tried to follow the stretcher as it carried Matthew into the building but he had been stopped by one of the paramedics and told that he needed to wait in the designated area. Currently he knew nothing about Matthew's condition.

"I told you! We should have visited my baby, but no you didn't have the time. You don't even remember his name half the time!"

"It's not my fault we lost his number and couldn't find his address!"

"He told you his address before he moved and you forgot it!"

"I did not you wanker! You forgot where you put it after I handed it to you!" Two men walked into the waiting area yelling angrily at each other.

One had longer wavy hair that seemed finely groomed and had slight stubble on his chin with bright blue eyes, seemingly French by the odd accent. The other was slightly shorter with wild hair and massive eyebrows. His piercing green gaze seemed to shoot holes into the Frenchman's very soul as he yelled with a clear English accent.

"You fucking bastard!" Alfred came out of seemingly nowhere and started wildly striking at Ivan. The two blondes ran over and pulled Alfred away, he may be strong but the size of Ivan when he stood was unnerving and it was clear the massive man was not in the mood to be dealing with stupidity. "It's your fault! You fucking prick!"

"Alfred F. Jones! Calm down! What are you yelling at this man for?" The shorter blonde asked with his hands on his hips.

"My name is Ivan. I'm Matthew's boyfriend…"

"My name is Arthur and whisker face over there is Francis. We are Matthew's fathers…"
"My ass you're his boyfriend! You fucking cheated on him and chased him until he got hit by the car!" Alfred practically roared, getting the attention of everyone else in the waiting room. Arthur looked horrified a moment then just as pissed off as Alfred.

"You're the one who hurt my baby!?" He about jumped on Ivan, but once again they had to be calmed down by Francis. "You bastard! I hope that fucking tramp was worth Matthew's life!"

"The 'fucking tramp' is your little friend there!" He pointed at Alfred.

"I didn't know you were with my brother or I wouldn't have done it!"

"All of you shut the hell up!" Francis snapped out angrily. "Alfred you need to stop sleeping around, Arthur that's enough because you don't know what really happened, and you...you don't deserve my son at all since you cheated. For now it's time to calm down...because here comes the doctor…" Sure enough the doctor was coming to them.

"Are you Matthew Williams' family?" Francis nodded to the question looking worried as Arthur twiddled his thumbs quickly and Alfred picked at his hair. "Well he is awake now, but there was quite a bit of damage done so he will need to stay here for maybe a week or so. He has three broken ribs, his left leg is fractured in three places, both arms have either sprains, small fractures, or damaged muscles, and he broke his nose. The bruises are to the bone where the car initially made impact in his side and hip. He was lucky to survive." By time the description was over Ivan was choking on tears and covering his face. Arthur bit his lip and quickly buried his face into Francis' side.

"May we go see him…" Francis whispered softly as he wrapped his arm around Arthur, forgetting their argument from before.

"Yes. He can take visitors right now, but try not to stress him out too much or we will have to make you leave." The doctor handed them Matthew's room number and went on to the next family that he needed to speak to.

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Matthew felt like everything was being beat on as he laid there praying and wishing that the pain killers would set in just a bit faster. He heard the beeping noise of his heart monitor and the TV was on one of the twelve channels the hospital seemed to get.

The door creaked open and he quickly glanced over at it wondering if he could ask the nurse for a second dose, but he wasn't that lucky. Francis, Arthur, and Alfred quickly came in and Ivan stood in the doorway nervously playing with his shirt.

"Matty I'm so sorry! I had no idea you were with him! I'm sorry!" Alfred was crying as he sat at Matthew's bedside. Arthur walked over and sat down in one of the chairs by the window as he watched Alfred beg and plead his surprised brother. Francis sat down silently by Arthur and held his hand as he watched everyone's reactions. Matthew looked at his parents that he hadn't seen in years then at Alfred, who was crying. He could never stay mad at his brother, especially when he was crying.

"Alfred, calm down. I'm not mad at you. It wasn't your fault that you didn't know…" He sighed quietly trying to calm his brother.

"I missed you so much Matty. I couldn't find a way to get hold of you!"

"Oui, we all have tried finding you in one way or another, whether it was on the internet, phone books, or simply driving around a new route some days." Francis saw the disbelieving look on Matthew's face. Matthew looked around and started tearing up.

"I've missed all of you…" He let out a choked laugh and sniffled between chuckles. Arthur leaned against Francis with a gentle smile.

"Stiff up a lip. We are here now for you and that's all that matters." Matthew nodded slightly. Ivan looked at the floor and he slowly approached Matthew's bedside like a criminal would approach a judge.

"Matvey...I'm so happy you are still alive...I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to. I thought he was you. I swear I had no idea." Matthew didn't even look at him, just glared at the cover in his hands. "Matvey, please, forgive me. Please, I didn't mean to do what I did! I was drunk and I thought he was you!" Ivan broke down sobbing as he went to his knees, scooting across the floor to his side. "I love you! I can't lose you! You were and are the only thing that ever made me happy. You are the light of my life!" He rested his head on the bed sobbing harder but Matthew still didn't even spare him a glance.

Francis hummed quietly thinking to himself about Ivan's little speech as he examined the larger man bawling his eyes out by his son. He took a glance at Matthew and clearly could see the distrust and pain in his eyes as he tried to hide the tears.

"Will you excuse Ivan and I a moment?" He stood and softly put a hand on Ivan's shoulder nodding to the door that led to the hall. Ivan sniffled as he stood up and walked out of the door with Francis' hand still gently resting on his back. When they stepped out into the hall Francis turned him around to face him.

"What are you needing?..." Ivan mumbled wiping the tears from his now swollen irritated eyes.
"What exactly happened for my son to end up like this? I want the entire story, nothing left out to make yourself or Matthew look better." Francis crossed his arms leaning against the wall watching closely for any sign that Ivan was lying. Ivan had to hesitate a moment and think.

"I had stayed the night with Matvey and I had to go home to give some money to my sisters. I walked in on them doing drugs. I used to deal drugs, but after I met Matthew I straightened out. Anyways, I got mad and fought with them then went to a bar. At the bar I started drinking because I didn't know what else to do, I don't have anyone to talk to but Matvey. I didn't want to go and tell Matvey because my sisters have become good friends with him." Ivan choked up again slightly.

Francis was still just calmly watching him, curious to what was next. "Alfred came up to me while I was drinking and started talking to me. I was drunk enough that I opened myself up and talked with him. I guess I got more drunk with each passing minute because the entire time I hadn't stopped drinking." He looked to the floor and hid his face with his hands. "I thought he was Matvey when he led me back to the room and I ended up having sex with him. I swear I had no idea! I honestly did think he was Matvey and that he had just accidentally found me while I was drinking."

"That still doesn't explain why he is here in the hospital right now…" He could see where Ivan had made that mistake, the two brothers looked identical enough while sober, more so when judgment was impaired.

"Matvey walked in on us while we were getting up and he took off running before I could explain. I chased him because I needed to explain myself and I was worried that he would hurt himself. After I chased him a few blocks I heard the car hit him…" He was whispering as tears slowly dripped down his face and into his hands.

"So this has never happened before? You've never cheated on Matthew before this incident?" Francis raised a brow and tapped his foot lightly making almost a clock ticking noise echo in the rather empty hall.

"No! I'd never purposely cheat on or hurt Matvey. He will never believe me though." Ivan wiped his eyes and jumped slightly when he felt Francis' hand pat on his shoulder.

"Do you love my son?" He had a serious look on his face as if this were a life or death situation. Ivan looked down and nodded quietly with a look that was screaming kicked puppy. "Then wait out here for a few moments." Francis walked back into the room and cleared his throat to get attention. "Arthur, do me a favor and will you and Alfred leave the room? I need to speak to Matthew alone for a few moments."

Alfred hesitated but eventually was led out into the hall by Arthur. It became a rather tense moment with Arthur, Ivan, and Alfred standing together without Francis there to keep them from killing each other. Alfred and Arthur stayed on one side of the hall and Ivan made sure to stay on his own.

The silence in the room was deafening. The heart monitor beeping and the TV's quiet talking as cartoons played didn't make the silence between Francis and Matthew any better.

"Matthew...I spoke to Ivan about all of this."

"I figured when you took him out in the hall you were talking to him." Matthew stared at the TV like it was actually interesting.

"I want your side of the story before I talk to you about what he said." He leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs.

"What's there to tell? I walked in after their little fuck fest...After I let Ivan have me he ran off and fucked another…" He practically spat out Ivan's name and scoffed in annoyance.

"Has he ever done this before?"

"Well not that I know of…but-"

"Did you let him explain himself before you got angry and ran off?"

"No but I-"

"Do you think he loves you? Do you love him?"

"I...I love him...and I guess he has stuck around enough that he might love me to…"

"Then if you love him at least hear him out before you decide to drop him."

"I haven't dropped him!" Matthew snapped out and glared at Francis. "You wouldn't understand how this feels! You've always had Arthur and hes never done anything to you…"

"You are wrong there. I understand this more then you can comprehend. I've been through this many times." Francis leaned and rested his elbow on his knee and his chin on his hand. "Arthur and I have both cheated at one point or another, both of us were drunk and ended up in a friend's bed. Even if we were very mad at each other we both listened to what the other had to say. In the end we still love each other and it made us stronger and taught us to always listen to the story before we put the other on the couch or the street." He smiled fondly and raised his brows. Matthew blinked slightly then looked embarrassed at the floor.

"Oh...I had no idea about that…" He bit his lip, feeling bad that he had yelled at Francis.

"Just give him a chance to explain himself to you. He seemed like he was telling the truth to me when he cried blabbering about how he didn't mean for this. He's really worried about you Matthew. It scared him when you were hurt, so at least talk to him to calm him down if you don't want to talk about the incident itself."

"I...I'm just upset I guess...I still love him, but what if he ends up doing this again…"

"Then if it happens again leave him. Until then though at least try to hear him out."

"Can you send him in?" Matthew whispered and bit his bottom lip, worrying it with his teeth. Francis nodded and walked out in the hall, only to be met with Alfred and Ivan in each other's face.

"FUCKING COMMIE!"

"MAN WHORE!"

"Ivan, Matthew wants to talk to you!" Francis snapped grabbing them both by the ear and pulling them away from each other. Alfred let out a loud yelp and went silent. Francis released Ivan's ear and he rubbed it nodding slightly.

Opening the door slowly to the hospital room he peeked in swallowing his anger that had built from yelling at Alfred. Matthew was sitting quietly, his head bowed with his eyes closed as if he were thinking hard or asleep.

"Ivan, come in and shut the door please." It wasn't harsh, just barely audible over the machines in the room. He shut the door behind him as he made his way over.

"I'm so sorry Matvey...I really had no idea any of this would happen and I honestly didn't mean to do what I did." He started to cry again. "It was an accident. I had no idea that he wasn't you or I would have never done it at all."

"Ivan-"

"I was drunk and he looks so much like you that I thought you had come to comfort me!"

"Ivan, I-"

"I love you and I'm so sorry! It's all my fault that you are here in the first place!"

"IVAN SHUT UP A SECOND AND LISTEN TO ME!" Matthew raised his voice to interrupt the rant. It managed to startle him enough that he went silent long enough for Matthew to talk. "Look...I'm sorry. I should have stayed to listen to what you had to say before I ran off. It's not your fault that I'm here, that's my fault because I'm the one who didn't look before I crossed the road...What exactly happened...can you tell me the whole thing?" He sighed awkwardly and looked at the ceiling. "I already know you slept with my brother so just tell me what led up to that…"

"You promise you won't hate me or my sisters?"
"I won't hate your sisters unless they killed somebody and if I hated you I wouldn't be willing to talk with you right now." He raised a brow looking at him. "Why would your sisters be involved in this?"

"Let me explain...I had no idea this was going on before hand. I walked in on my sisters doing drugs and I got mad so I went to the bar. At the bar I got drunk and Alfred came up to me wanting to talk. I got a bit too drunk, mistook him for you, slept with him, and that's pretty much what happened." He bowed his head in shame. "I'm sorry Matvey…"

"I see...Well, I don't hate you or your sisters. Everyone makes a bad choice now and again."

"So you forgive me?"

"I suppose it won't hurt to forgive you this time…" Ivan's eyes lit up with joy and he leaned trying to give a small kiss to his forehead, but Matthew moved away from it. "It will take me awhile to give you back my trust Ivan. I can forgive you for your mistake but if it ever happens again then we are over...understand?" Ivan's smile slowly went away and he nodded weakly.

"Da, I understand…" He slowly backed off from Matthew and sat in a chair looking at the floor. He was happy that Matthew was trying to forgive him but it hurt like hell that he possibly lost Matthew's trust forever.

Im so sorry it took so long everyone! It is almost done. Just a chapter or two more! Yaaaay. Please review so I know how I am doing.