WARNING! THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN UNAWESOME THINGS THAT I DO NOT SUPPORT, PLEASE DO NOT DO BAD STUFF ALSO, I DON'T OWN HETALIA WHICH MAKES ME CRY EVERYDAY AND I CANT LIE TO YOU, I DO NOT OWN IT *LOUD GROSS SOBBING* NOW PLEASE CONTINUE ON WITH YOUR READING!

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Love me Love me

The pounding sound of someone beating on the wooden door woke the Canadian, two poundings echoing in his head. He whined and curled up even more, ignoring the pounding. Then realization settled in. Matthew hadn't been sober in months and he would black out weeks at a time, in fact the last thing he remembered was getting a parking ticket. Four weeks ago. Where was he anyway?

He laughed and sat up. There was a small cat curled up against him and a large Juan on his other side, fully clothed mind you. Matthew chuckled and brushed his hair back, reaching across the bed for his glasses, although everything hurt he was smiling cause he knew in a few hours he'd be high again and wouldn't wake up again until May.

He stumbled to the door looking like a hot mess, he had bags under his eyes, his hair was a complete mess and his clothes hung loosely off his malnourished body. He giggled and opened the door.

"Welcome to whale wash, get a whale of a wash and the price, ohmigoshhhhh!" he chirped, quoting his favorite movie, incorrectly I might add, Shark Tale. He smiled up at the man in front of you.

"Who… who are you?" he laughed and reached out to play with silver hair.

Gilbert gasped and dropped the flowers he was holding, genuinely scared of what he was looking at, he then realized it was Matthew and began to cry as he grabbed Matthew, pulling him to his chest and kissing all over his face, "Oh Birdie, what the hell happened to you?!" he cried softly and kissed his forehead.

"Gil…?" Matthew barely was processing anything, "Ludwig said you… dead and stuff…"

Gilbert frowned, "I told him I didn't want to see you again…he said you were doing drugs again… but I didn't think it would be like this! Oh birdie I missed you!"

Matthew pushed him away, "I can stop when I want Gil… and you lied about being dead… I don't wanna be with a dead guy, that's illegal Gil!" he whisper screamed.

This caused Gilbert to completely stop, tears running down his face, Matthew wasn't… Matthew anymore…. He wasn't all there… he gulped back the sobs building up in his throat and picked up Matthew, holding him on his shoulders and walking him out, he was going to save his birdie, one way or another, he was going to get the love of his life back to his normal quirky self… not this idiot mess of a person.

He was going to get his sweet birdie back, no matter what it took.

~xXx~

Three months later Gilbert came into the rehab center and smiled at the nurse who signed him in, "How is my lovely Birdie?"

"Gilbert, you know… he still isn't talking… he's been here for a year now… the doctor is starting to think the drugs did permanent damage to him… he is intelligent beyond belief he just… won't talk to anyone… we thought it would be best if you stopped visiting…"

"No." He said bluntly and shrugged, "I am the best thing for him, I won't leave my birdie alone. He needs me and I need him."

A small smile appeared on the nurse's mouth as she nodded. She gestured for Matthew to come out of where he was, as he popped up he blushed darkly and bit his lip. "He didn't think you cared about him… I tried to convince him but he wouldn't believe me unless he saw it with his own eyes."

Matthew bit his lip and ran to Gilbert, hugging him tightly and snuggling into his chest, lovingly. Gilbert grinned widely and picking him up in a huge hug, swinging him around and laughing loudly, "Oh Birdie! I would never forget you! I love you!" he smiled softly as he set Matthew, "Forever and always my Prince." He whispered and kissed his temple.

Matthew twisted around happily and blushed deeply before he grabbed Gilberts hand and led him back to his little room. Since Matthew had been in rehab for a while they housed him and let him decorate the walls how he pleased to let him feel a little more at home, recently he had redecorated so he put all of his drawings of Gilbert all over the walls. He smiled proudly was he showed Gilbert.

Gilbert kissed all over his face and smirked, "My birdie is so talented, everyone is so jealous I got him first. He is mine. More awesome then any and everyone, including me." He smiled and hugged him happily.

"i-I"

"Birdie?!"
"I-I lo-love you too… G-Gilbert…"