WOAH. Super fast update guys! This chapter kind of sucks cause it's just a really short and badly written filler to explain a bit of how Mattie's feeling. Next chapter will get into the good stuff and will explain a few things...

Matthew watched in horror as the body thrashed and convulsed, unable to do anything but watch from the plastic chair beside the bed. He wanted to be happy - Gilbert hadn't moved in years, after all - but this was not what Matthew had wanted. This was not what Matthew had expected would happen when Gilbert finally had a change of state.

A nurse, she looked young, ran in and gasped loudly at the sight. At the noise, Matthew spun around and started pleadingly at her. "What's wrong with him?" he asked loudly, fear tracing every word he said.

"He's having a seizure," the girl replied, her voice shaky though she was trying very hard to look and sound calm. She ran over to Gilbert's body but dared not touch him. "There's nothing anyone can do yet. Holding him down could send him into shock… Or even back into a coma…"

"Then what are we supposed to do?!" Matthew begged through screaming sobs, "He needs help! Help him, please! Please!"

The girl nodded curtly and began to run towards the door. "I'll get the doctor!" she yelled as she disappeared into the hallway, leaving a sobbing Matthew behind to watch in horror as Gilbert, the man he called his lover so many years ago, lay thrashing and convulsing and shaking in the hospital bed. What was he supposed to do?! He had to do something to help - he had to!

He noticed that the albino's legs were getting tangled and trapped in his blanket… On instinct, Matthew quickly ripped the white fabric away just in time for the doctor to come barreling in.

"Grab his arm and hold it down!" the man ordered one of the new nurses who had entered the room. Everything became a haze of yelling orders and intense fear for Matthew Williams, and the commotion was washing over him in huge waves while tears streamed down his face. He sobbed and begged for the doctor to save him, and for the nurses to help.

Eventually someone started dragging Matthew out of the room.

At first the Canadian thrashed and pulled against whomever was pulling him back, desperate to be by Gilbert's side. "Let me go!" he screamed, his throat quickly burning in protest of the shouts, "I need to save him! Somebody help him! Please!" As minutes that felt like hours passed, Matthew began to break into silent sobs due to the inability to speak. His throat was raw and sore.

Before he knew it, he wasn't even in the hospital room anymore.

Matthew checked the clock.

A minute had passed.

He looked back down at his coffee, ashamed at himself for having gone to the cafeteria to get it. While nothing had happened in his absence, something could have. What would he have done if it had?

Matthew checked the clock again. It hadn't changed.

Matthew found it odd, because to him it felt like it'd been hours since he last checked. He turned his head and leaned back a bit to look at the clock that was ten meters away. It hurt to crane his neck in such a way, while also squinting to see, but he needed to be sure that the clock he'd been using was correct.

Both clocks said the same time on them.

Matthew cursed in french quietly under his breath. It'd been an hour since he'd witnessed Gilbert's seizure, and he still wasn't allowed back in the room. Sure, he'd been given some information on the males current state, but not much. Not enough.

All the Canadian knew at this point was that Gilbert's seizure had stopped. Nothing more had been told to him and the suspense was killing him. But it did give him time to think…

He wondered if this was finally it, if Gilbert would be awake for good. And if he was, what would it mean for their relationship? Matthew had been with another man while Gilbert was asleep. He'd slept with said man.

He'd slept with Ivan.

In Matthew's bedroom.

Technically speaking, he'd slept with Ivan in Gilbert's bedroom. Before Matthew moved in it had been Gilbert's house. After the Canadian came it had been Matthew and Gilbert's house. Then Gilbert fell into his coma. Matthew assumed that if Gilbert died the house would go to himself.

The thought sickened Matthew. Did that mean he'd hoped Gilbert would die? So that it'd be Matthew's house? Matthew's bedroom?

If Gilbert really was going to be awake from now on, he'd end up sleeping on a mattress that had been soiled by Matthew and his ex boyfriend countless times.

The cheating aside - if it's even fair to call what Matthew did cheating - there was also the fact that Matthew hadn't spoken to Gilbert in 6 years. What if their spark had died? Matthew wasn't even sure he was capable of loving someone who had left him for such a long time.

And that alone made Matthew Williams feel like a selfish coward. A worthless piece of trash. It wasn't Gilbert's fault he'd fallen into a coma! So how could Matthew blame him and accuse the albino of leaving him? How could Matthew be so selfish?