Title: The Pianist
Author:
zetastationBeta:
ilurvebelldom (you are GREAT!!!)
Pairing: Belldom
Rating: G/U (for this one)
Warnings: language and a bit of angst.
Summary: January 16, 2009. The worst day of my life. The worst day of Matt’s life. The worst day of our lives. Matt will finally leave the hospital.
Feedback: Oh! Always appreciated! *---*
Disclaimer: I don’t own Muse. This is a work of fiction and it never happened.
Author’s Note: Second chapter!!! Yaaaay! A bit longer than the last one aha! Special thanks to my pwoper fwiends
hyper_bliss,
ilurvebelldom (the best beta ever!),
@Asli_Dansk,
@Neta_lichT and
@pluginmuse21 for supporting me! I love you girls! <3
English is not my first language, forgive me for any mistake and sorry about that…
Prologue -
Chapter 1 -
Chapter 3 -
Chapter 4 -
Chapter 5 -
Chapter 6 -
Chapter 7 Part A ***
“Oh my God! Are you alright?!” I heard some girl asking. I looked towards the door of Matt’s room and found Gaia staring at us.
She ran towards his bed and suddenly hugged him. Matt widened his eyes worried about the crying girl burying her face in his neck. He gazed at me almost asking what he had to do.
“Geez! I can’t believe you finally woke up! I was so worried! You don’t have idea!” She kept talking and kissing Matt’s face. Thank God it was only on his face! Anyway, Matt looked annoyed and tried to push Gaia away from him. “Oh, hun! I’m sorry…” She said. “I was not supposed to disturb you right now. You just woke up. Okay, take your time! I would love to stay here with you but I have to work. Sorry. See you later.” Gaia just wouldn’t stop talking! She left Matt with a final kiss on his forehead and waved to us, walking towards the door and finally leaving the room.
“W-who was this girl…?” Matt asked me. “Do you know her?”
“Her name is Gaia Polloni and… Hm… She used to be your girlfriend.” At first I didn’t notice that I said ‘used to be’… It sounds natural to me because since Matt woke up, well, he doesn’t remember her anymore. Maybe he wouldn’t want her as his girlfriend, too.
I know it’s a selfish thought, but… Who knows? Maybe this time he can realize he doesn’t want her… Shit, what the fuck am I thinking? I can’t control his feelings only because I love him and want to be with him! It’s being fair to Matt! I can’t take advantage of him, it’s not the right thing to do. Especially now that he doesn’t knows anyone around him. I must show him who he used to be, what he used to do, who he can trust…
“My girlfriend…?” Matt asked bringing me back from my thoughts.
“Yes… Hm… I will talk to your doctor, okay? If you need anything, please, tell us.”
“Are you ‘James’, too?” He suddenly asked.
“Yes, why?” I don’t know why he asked something like that.
“Are you my brother?” He stared at me with those ocean-blue eyes, they were almost shining. I couldn’t help but smile shyly to him.
“No. I am one of your best friends. I told you before. We met on high school.”
“Oh. I just remembered it.”
“Hm.” I smiled once again. “I will leave you now. See you later.”
“Can I trust you?”
“Sure, I will come back!”
“No, I want to know if I can trust what you just told me.”
“Believe me, you can trust me. And you will realise it soon, I’m sure.” He only nodded and I left the room. Now I must see his doctor.
***
“Dr. Walker, may I?” I asked knocking at the door open of his office.
“Please, come in.” I obeyed and walked towards him. “Is everything alright?”
“Well, saving the fact that Matthew can’t remember anyone, I think he is… Fine… Somehow.” I sighed.
“So, what’s wrong?”
“I want to know the truth, doctor. Please, don’t lie to me. Tell me what happened to him, if it’s worse than you told me…” If it’s possible. “Tell me, honestly, if he will be okay…”
“Take a seat, Mr. Howard.” Oh, fuck! When someone tells you to take a seat, it can’t be a good thing! I reached the nearest chair and sat. “Hm, as I told you before, Mr. Bellamy was knocked on the head and it’s why he lost part of his memory.”
“You mean his whole memory. He couldn’t even remember his name!” I stated.
“When someone talks about memory you only link it to the capacity of remember happenings, names, dates… But memory is not only about it. It’s the process in which information is encoded, stored and retrieved. And when I talk about information, you can consider any kind of it. Names, dates, happenings, behaviours, feelings… Anything.”
“Oh... I see…”
“So, when he woke up earlier, the nurses realized he had some difficult to get dressed or to take shower.” Okay… There are some things bothering me: what the hell those nasty nurses were thinking?! Seeing Matthew naked on the shower or getting dressed? Pretending to help him?! Hm?! I don’t think so! And why didn’t anyone tell me that Matt was awake for the past hours?! “The point is…” He got in silence for a while.
“The point is… What?”
“Well…” Dr. Walker cleared his throat and started talking. “Maybe Matthew has also lost his… Abilities to play some instruments.”
“Want the truth? I don’t give a shit if he can’t play anymore. He is alive; it’s what matters to me. I don’t mind if Muse won’t exist anymore. The only thing that still worrying me is about his memories. I want to help him to recover them, or at least make him trust me!”
“Hm.” Doctor gave me a smile. “It’s good to hear it. Matthew needs true friends to get over it.”
“I can assure you, Matt has the best friends in the world.” It’s only the truth.
***
Three long days have passed since Matt woke up. He underwent a lot of tests, tests I don’t the name or purpose of, what matters is that they didn’t find anything wrong with him. Okay, they didn’t find anything worse with him. Actually, we just needed to wait a few minutes and then Matt would be finally allowed to leave the hospital. I found Chris and Tom talking near to Matt’s room and I went to join them.
“Guys, I have good news.” I stated. “Matt will come back home today.”
“What? That’s amazing!” Tom said cheerfully and exchanged hopeful looks with Chris who only smiled. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah, I just talked with his doctor.”
“Hm, guys… Who will take care of him?” Tom asked. I hadn’t thought about that yet…
“Tom is right. Matt can’t be alone, he doesn’t remember anything about where he lives and stuff.” Chris said. “I can talk to Kelly. Our house is big enough to support another human being.” We laughed and sighed.
“To be honest, I don’t think it’s a good idea, Chris.” I said. “You know, you have four children to take care of. Don’t push yourself. I can be with Matt.”
“Are you sure? I can help you, too.” Tom declared helpfully.
“I think I can do it by myself, but I’m pretty sure I will ask you guys if I need help.” I smiled and then noticed Dr. Walker walking towards us.
“It’s done.” He stated. “Matthew has undergone all necessary exams and already can go home.”
“Really?!” The three of us asked happy. Thank God! The doctor nodded, smiling, but it didn’t last for too long; and then he was serious again. “What?” Chris asked.
“You guys know about Matthew’s mother. She is still unconscious…” Oh, we were so focused on Matt’s recovery that we forgot about his mother for a while. Shame on us!
“You’re right… How is she?” I wanted to know.
“We don’t know… She can wake up at any moment or… Simply may not…”
“Oh my God…”
“But it is only a possibility! I know you believe she will be okay. We are trying our best and I bet she’ll make it, too.”
“Yeah, we hope so.”
Dr. Walker told us everything about Matt, how his recovery would be and stuff, then a few minutes later he left us. I told the guys I would take Matt to his own house, trying to make him comfortable or even trying to help him to remember something. I believe it can help him, you know? To stay in the place he was used to.
I knocked on the door of Matt’s room, opening it. “Hey, buddy.” Matt looked at me when he noticed me. He was sitting on that fucking chair, you know, the one I talked about before. Okay, maybe it’s not a fucking chair because I spent the whole time watching over Matt… Right, it’s only an uncomfortable chair…
So, he was sitting there, before noticing me, he was observing something through the window. “Hm?” He looked bashful at first, even flushing a bit; but when he recognized me (thank God he did), Matt smiled at me.
I can’t say exactly what I felt at that moment. Try to picture it: you have a best friend, or a lover, and this person can’t recognize you anymore. It’s heartbreaking, isn’t it? But then you meet this beloved mate again and find a shy smile on that familiar face… And what Matt said next…
“You!” He stood up and came closer to me. “You came back! I thought you had left me here.”
“O-of course I came back! I wouldn’t abandon you! Never! You are my best friend and I told you to trust me!” Oh God, Matt! I couldn’t leave you! I love you so much… If I could only tell you… But you can’t understand it - not right now. Basically, we don’t know each other. I mean, you think you don’t know me, but you are the one who knows everything about me. Well, saving my feelings for you.
“I’m sorry…?” He asked a little confused. I shook my head and smiled to him.
“You don’t need to be sorry for anything, okay? Well, I have fresh news.”
“What?”
“You can go home now.”
“Hm. Is it a good thing, right? I mean, I don’t remember my house. Is it good?”
“You always looked really happy there. So, I am sure it’s good.”
“Are we leaving now?”
“Do you want to?”
“I think so…”
“Great! Let’s go!” I beamed and, holding his hand, we left his room. “Follow me.”
***