Arthur was in complete and utter shock he let the tears loose as Alfred went limp and didn't know if he was dead or not. The paramedics got their and strapped Alfred to the gurney and put him in the back of the ambulance. The cops stormed the house and found the man upstairs and arrested the unconscious thief.
Arthur knew that he had to call someone to take him to the hospital, he was in no condition to drive himself. He took the phone still in his hand and dialed the only person he knew he could come to at the moment. Matthew.
Matthew was sitting in his living room reading a book as he listened to his friend Gilbert play video games. He heard his home phone ring so he got up to answer it. "Hello?" He asked wondering who was calling so late.
Arthur took a deep breath as Matthew picked up. "H-hey Matthew. It's me Arthur," he said in a shaky voice. He was just so worried and he couldn't keep his voice steady.
"Arthur? What's wrong, are you okay?" Matthew asked nervously as he looked at the albino on the couch who was looking at him confused and worried.
"No. No I'm not. Look it's a long story. Can you get over to your brothers house and pick me up?" Arthur asked in a really shaky voice that you could tell he was crying. He was too scared to actually hold them back anymore, no longer caring who saw.
"I'm on my way, I'll be there in a few minutes," he said as he hung up the phone and grabbed his keys and jacket. "I'll be back Gil, lock the door behind me okay?" He said as he ran out the door without a second glance. He heard Arthur crying and he didn't like it. Why hadn't his brother called him? Thankfully he lived less than 5 minutes away from his brother and drove fast.
Arthur put the phone down brought his knees up to his face and cried. He was scared and worried and everything else in between. He was angry and sad and hopelessly lost. He just wanted to see Alfred again. He wiped the tears away from his eyes when he heard Matthew pulling into the driveway with his large truck.
Matthew jumped out of his truck and looked around confused as to why there were cops everywhere. He saw Arthur and ran over to him seeing that he had obviously been crying. "Arthur what's going on?" He asked scared.
Arthur looked up at Matthew with tear stricken eyes. "A-Alfred was..." He couldn't finish the sentence. It was to hard he only managed to whisper it softly. "S-shot."
"Is he..." Matthew couldn't finish his sentence, too afraid of Arthur's answer.
Arthur hid his face in his knees again and broke down crying. "I don't know," he said. He started nervously twirling the ring around his finger holding on to that last bit of hope.
Matthew paid no attention to anything after hearing that his brother could still be alive. He quickly picked Arthur off of the ground and carried him to his truck putting him into that passenger seat. He ran over to the drivers seat and started the truck driving as quickly as he could towards the hospital.
Arthur couldn't move. He didn't want to move. All he did was hide his face in his knees until they got there. Matthew got the message and carried him to the waiting room which is where they were now and he had stayed in the same position but didn't cry. He couldn't anymore, he had cried so much that he didn't have anything left to cry out.
Matthew sat impatiently as he waited for someone to come and tell them what was going on with his brother. A nurse finally walked over after about 2 hours and asked Arthur if he was Alfred's immediate family and completely ignored Matthew who was his twin brother.
Arthur popped his head up when the nurse came over and told the nurse that he and Matthew were Alfred's immediate family even though the nurse ignored Matthew.
"Mr. Jones is in a stable condition at the moment but the doctors are not sure if he will wake up anytime soon. It all depends on him now," she said as she looked guiltily at Arthur. "You may also visit him if you'd like, he's in room 704." She walked away and I looked at Arthur seeing if he wanted me to help him there.
Arthur face went back into a worried state as the words the nurse said echoed in his mind. He stretched his legs out and stood up and looked down at Matthew to see if he was coming. Matthew gave a nod with his head and stood up and made his way towards the elevator that would take him to the ICU.
Arthur followed Matthew to the elevator with a worried look in his face and his heart in so much sorrow it pained him. He didn't dare think of what could happen to Alfred now.
Matthew found the room and opened the door slowly. What he saw scared him. His twin brother was hooked up to so many wires and tubes as well as looking pale. He walked over to the side of the bed and looked down at his brother sadly.
Arthur stayed at the door and closed it softly to let Matthew have his moment with his brother. He stood there against the wall looking over the beautiful engraved ring that Alfred gave him only a few hours ago. This only made him realize that Matthew didn't know they were engaged.
"Come on Arthur." Matthew murmured as he motioned for his brothers boyfriend to come over. "Can you explain what's going on?" He asked looking over at Arthur, his eyes brimmed with tears.
Arthur looked up from the ring and walked over to Matthew. He sat down in a chair and started to tell his story. "Alfred and I were out on a date tonight, we went to dinner and had a good time. We went to the lake that we had our first date at, and he," Arthur's voice beginning to crack, "He proposed to me and I said yes," he said as he remembered the beautiful moment by the lake. He looked down at the ring and smiled.
Matthew smiled at his brothers lover. Alfred had asked him a few weeks ago how he felt if he proposed to the Englishman and he said he would be proud. It hurt him all the more knowing that he was now hurt. He showed Arthur a knowing smile and asked, "And after that?"
"We went home," Arthur said. His eyes started to tear up as he remembered what happened. "We went up to the front door and Alfred told me to lock myself in the car. I did and I didn't see anything that happened. All I remember was hearing a gunshot and rushing to see if Alfred was okay. And h-he wasn't," he chocked out, now shacking lightly. "And I got him to the front porch before the paramedics came and took him away," he said as tears threatened to come down.
Matthew walked over to Arthur and pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly seeing that he needed the comfort.
Arthur hugged back and let the tears loose. When he thought he was done crying more just kept coming. He was scared, worried, hurt. He wanted to be held by Alfred but this was the best he was getting so he made the most of it.
Matthew was rubbing circles into Arthur's back when he felt a light grip in his arm. He felt both of Arthur's hands on his back so he looked and saw Alfred glaring at him. "Al?" He muttered.
Arthur looked up from his position he stared into Alfred's eyes. They were weak but he was fighting. Arthur put his hand on top of Alfred's and said softly, "Alfred."
Alfred looked up at his brother and let out a light chuckle, "Dude he's mine. Let go," he said as he let go of his brothers arm and looked at Arthur with a guilty look in his eyes.
Arthur just stared at Alfred, he was awake. Arthur wanted to run into his arms instead he just scooted his chair up next to Alfred's bed and held his hand, smiling softly.
Alfred let go of Arthur's hand and tried pulling himself up so he was in a better sitting position but due to him being weak from blood loss and medicine it was difficult. When he finally did Alfred grabbed Arthur's hand and pulled him onto the bed and tried to pull him into his arms.
Arthur sat on the side of the bed and cupped Alfred's cheek as looked at him sternly, "Alfred, don't hurt yourself," he said as he smiled softly at the tired american.
Alfred chuckled as he looked into Arthur's emerald eyes and said with a smirk on his face "Sorry hun, that's impossible." Trying to wrap his arms around Arthur he began to grumble random angry words. Then Alfred heard a light cough and saw that it was coming from his brother.
Matthew with a quiet voice coughed lightly and said "I'm happy to see you're okay Al. I'll leave you two alone for a while and come back okay?" Alfred looked over at his brother and nodded with a grateful smile and asked quickly before he left. "Can you give Artie some cash for a taxi ride home?" Matthew nodded and handed Arthur some money before leaving.
Arthur took the money and nodded. "Thank you Matthew. See you later," he said with a somewhat forced smile on his face. When he left, Arthur turned back to Alfred, in the brink of tears.
"Woah Artie. Don't do that, I'm fine," he murmured trying to comfort his lover.
Arthur nodded but he couldn't hold them back. He laid his head in Alfred's lap and cried just because, well he didn't know. All the emotions going through him made him want to just explode.
Alfred pulled Arthur into his lap with a grunt from pain and cradled him in his arms. He let his lover cry, he needed to. Alfred hoped that he would never have to go through this again, it hurt him too much both physically and mentality.
Arthur didn't want to hurt Alfred but he wanted to be held by him. He cried into Alfred's shoulder just letting it all out. When he finally calmed down he asked quietly, "Am I hurting you?"
"Nope," Alfred said smiling brightly to his fiance, kissing him on the cheek. "You could never hurt me, unless you left me. That would hurt," he said with a pout.
"I won't leave you, I could never," he said as he kissed his nose. "Just don't leave me again," he scolded.
"Never again," he whispered as he kissed Arthur's jaw and down his neck. "Soon you'll be mine forever and I'm never gonna let you go again." He then rested his chin on the smaller mans shoulder.
Arthur closed his eyes and laid his head on top of Alfred's. Now that all the adrenaline was gone he found out how tired he was. He needed to go home and go to bed but he didn't want to leave. And a yawn escaped from his body through his mouth.
"Would you like to stay here for a little while longer," Alfred asked as he rubbed Arthur's back. "I can move over a bit and you can lay down with me."
Arthur wanted to stay but he didn't want to cause Alfred trouble but he wasn't ready yet. He nodded and yawned again.
Alfred lifted Arthur off of his lap and moved over making room for the smaller man to lay down. He lifted the sheet and blanked and patted the bed for Arthur to get in.
Arthur got into the bed and snuggled up next to Alfred, making sure to be gentle. He wanted to be held by Alfred, he wanted to embrace his fiancé because even though they were apart for all of about six hours, that was way to long for him. Just thinking about his sappy thoughts caused him to blush and shake his head with anger.
As Arthur slipped into the bed Alfred slowly and gently wrapped his arms around his soon to be husband. As he hugged the man he released a deep breath that he was holding trying to hide his groans of pain. Alfred leaned his face into Arthur's hair and took a deep breath of his scent, it calming him down.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Arthur asked as he was really worried about if he was hurting Alfred or not.
"I'm always okay as long as you're here Artie," Alfred mumbled into Arthur's hair. His eyes lids began to feel heavy meaning his painkillers were kicking in.
"Ok," Arthur said as he watched Alfred slowly slip away. When Alfred falls asleep, Arthur would slip away back home and visit him tomorrow. He realized he still had Alfred's keys at home.
"Mhm," he grumbled as his grip on Arthur loosened and he finally let sleep overtake him. Realizing that Alfred had fallen asleep Arthur carefully and quietly got up, tucked Alfred in, kissed his forehead and left for a cab. Once he got home he got right into his bed and let sleep overtake him as well.