The Pianist [Chapter 3/?]
Title: The Pianist
Author: zetastation
Beta: ilurvebelldom (Just don't know how to thank you :'D)
Pairing: Belldom
Rating: G/U (for this one)
Warnings: 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 left the hospital and Dom took him to a familiar place, trying to make his beloved friend remember something.
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Muse. This is a work of fiction and it never happened.
Author’s Note: Sorry for my lateness :/ But I'm too busy at work lately, it sucks! Fortunately this chapter is a bit longer than last one :'D Eh... remember I said that would happen something really BellDom in this new chapter? Well, I couldn't write it yet... Sorry :/ But please, don't give up reading it! I promise the real BellDom will happen soon! Trust me ='D
Special thanks to my beloved beta ilurvebelldom . She always make me want to write after talking to her! And she also helps to cheer me up! Thank you Vasu! I love you! <3
Prologue - Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 Part A
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After a few minutes we have finally arrived at Matt’s house. Well, it was not that easy to get to his place. It was the media’s fault. When we were about to leave the hospital we heard some noises and then we saw security guards walking towards us. Matt looked a bit scared and squeezed my sleeve.
“Don’t need to worry, they are here to protect us.” I gave him a friendly smile and Matt nodded.
Those security guards helped us to get out of the hospital and brought us to a safe place, avoiding any media car in our way. We switched over to my own car and I drove to Matt’s place. We must have shaken the media off by now.
I parked my car and we walked towards the front door. “Are you ready?” I asked whilst taking the keys from my pocket.
“Yes.”
And then I opened the door.
I glanced at Matt and tried to find some look in his eyes, something that would tell me he still remembered that place, but I find an admiring look instead. Even though I already knew the answer, I couldn’t help asking. “Do you remember something?”
“Hm… I don’t think so.” He said after observing the living room. Matt entered his house and went to the sofa, sitting on it. “Everything here is mine?”
“Yes.”
“Am I a rich guy?” He grinned and I noticed those blue eyes sparkling in curiosity and hope.
“To be honest, I will let you find the answer by yourself.” I smiled and sat beside him.
“What do you mean?”
“It’s your house. Explore it! Try to find who you are.”
“Do you think I can do it?”
“Hm, you can do whatever you want. You always do it.”
“Will you help me?”
“Too many questions! Go, go!” I joked whilst slightly pushing Matt out of the sofa. I could hear him laugh. He just laughed. I missed his laugh so damn much! Even if it was a chuckle, Matt had laughed after a long time…
“You already told me I am a kind of musician, right?” I nodded. “Hm, and I can assume I’m rich because of all this furniture and because this house is so huge!” He stated, grinning and walking from one side to the other, staring at the floor, ceiling, chairs, tables, carpets, stairs, paintings… Everything. It looked like it was the first time he saw those things.
“C’mon, Matthew! Just open all the doors you find and bring me something you think it’s interesting.” I beamed and tried to follow him with my eyes, but Matt just disappeared after entering the kitchen.
“Is it something interesting?” He came back to the living room, holding a… Wait! W-what… What is he holding?! Is it a… I can’t believe it!
“Oh my God! Yes! It’s something really interesting!” Basically I jumped off the sofa when I noticed what was in Matt’s hands.
“It looked good. And, hm, because of your reaction I think it has something related to my past… Am I right?”
“Of course you are right! And it is related to your past!” I said cheerfully and walking towards the kitchen. I was planning to cook something after seeing that package of pasta that Matt was holding.
***
“Oh my dear God! It is so delicious!” Matt stated with all his happiness whilst tasting the spaghetti that I just prepared. His lips curled into a smile, showing just how happy he was, enjoying that food he used to love. Well, it looks like he still loves it. “How is it called?”
“Spaghetti.” I said whilst tasting my own spaghetti. I don’t like to brag, but it was really good. Yes, Dominic James Howard knows how to cook well.
“Geez! I would eat it for the rest of my life!” He wrapped the pasta on the fork, remembering to cover it in tomato sauce, and then led it to his mouth, shutting his eyes and humming in delight. “Really good! Hmmm, so good!” I couldn’t help but laugh when I noticed a line of sauce on his chin. “What?”
“Your chin.” I pointed to it. “It has tomato sauce on it.”
“Oh, where?” He tried to wipe his chin, but he missed the sauce line.
“Not there, here.” I leaned forward on my elbows and cleaned his chin with my thumb, lightly touching his bottom lip. Instead of Matt, it was me who flushed at that touch, immediately coming back to my seat. “Done.” I started to mess with my food, avoiding Matt’s look. I’m such a stupid! I mean, what’s wrong with what I just did? I was only cleaning his chin, nothing more! And Matt didn’t look annoyed… Stop being so nervous and paranoid, Dom!
“Tell me” Matt asked. “Do I always act like this when I eat pasta?”
“To be honest, you always get happy and smiling when you eat it, but I only remember you getting this way once. It was during one of our first Italian gigs.” I sighed and smiled at that memory. It was years ago… “We all went to an Italian restaurant and ordered the most expensive meals on the menu and you acted just like you did when you tasted your food. It was funny and we also ordered wine without checking the price and then…” I laughed when I remembered our worried faces at that night. “Well, let’s say we were not satisfied about the bill…” I looked up to Matt and found his eyes locked on mine and I could see the confusion in them, my smile slowly fading away and I was once again staring at my dish.
“Oh, I can’t remember it.” I nodded trying to show that I was not annoyed about that, and an uncomfortable silence fell on the kitchen, I only could hear the noise of our cutlery. “But it sounds like a good memory. I’m sure we had fun that night even though our bill didn’t amuse us.” I heard him chuckle and I looked up again. Matt was smiling.
“You’re right, we had so much fun.” I beamed and we managed to finish our meal, not recalling old memories he wouldn’t remember. Something that would disappoint me and upset him.
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After the spaghetti time, Matt helped me to wash the dishes and he sounded really curious about his past, but I didn’t want to tell him anything at that moment. I mean, actually I didn’t know how… I’m still figuring out the best way to do it. Sitting and chatting the whole day? Looking through the photo albums? Forget it, Dom. You won’t be able to help him that fast… I am aware that it will take too long, but I don’t even mind! It can take as long as it does; I only will be satisfied when I help Matt to remember who he is.
We left the kitchen and went to the living room again, neither knew know what to do next. I said that Matt could keep exploring his own house, but he chose to stay with me and watch some TV.
“We used to do this often? Watch TV together?” He asked and I nodded, smiling at him.
“Yes, we used to do this a lot. Especially when we were young and we had time to spend doing nothing but watching TV, playing some games… You know, those kinds of things teenagers usually do.”
“Cool!” He grinned, looking comfortable at the thought of doing it just the way he used to do.
I feel like I am doing it wrong… I mean, it’s Matt! He finally woke up from his coma and it’s in his house again! I should look happier to see him fine even if he can’t remember his life and stuff. He is alive and he is right here with me… Enjoying this time together… And it’s making me feel strangely uncomfortable. Sorry, not that I am uncomfortable with Matt around me again, I just feel… Weird… I don’t know, honestly. It’s a mix of all the feelings I know, sadness, happiness, love, fear, disappointment, excitement…
It’s a rush of feelings and I almost can’t stand it anymore. Geez, I think I will cry! I can’t cry here! Not in front of Matt! He would think I’m some sort of a pathetic crazy human being! I took a deep, deep breath and exhaled slowly. “Are you alright?” Matt asked.
“Yes, sure!” I shook my head and looked at my watch, realising it was time to take another step. “Hey, Matthew. I think you should meet someone.”
“Who?”
“You will see.” I winked and smiled at him, standing up of the sofa and offering my hand to help Matt. He held it and stood up as well.
When we left Matt’s place the night had almost fallen, it was possible to see the last sunshine saying good bye. A little too poetic? I’m sorry. I’m feeling weird.
We headed to my car and I drove to my place.
“I know this house…” Matt said thoughtfully when we’ve arrived at my house. And I froze.
“W-what?! Do you recognize it?!”
“Hm, I think I do.” He nodded smiling and opening the car door. I couldn’t help but stare at him the whole time. Oh Jesus! He just said he had recognized my house?! Is it a good thing, right?! I can’t believe! “Dominic?” He called me and I realized it was the first time he said my name. A sensation of warmth took over my heart, I don’t know. It was a good feeling when he called my name, I felt like I was home somehow. “C’mon!” Matt smiled and I nodded, immediately undoing the safety belt and getting out of the car.
“Eh, do you know who lives in here?” I asked casually, trying to see if he could remember it, but Matt only shook his head.
“But something tells me it’s your house.” He mused when we reached the front door and I took the keys out from my pocket.
“How do you know?!” Now I am surprised!
“You have the keys!” Matt laughed and made a face like it was the most obvious fact in the world.
“Oh, sure…” And I felt like the dumbest guy in the world… “But, wait! I had the keys of your house, too!”
“Well, it makes sense you had my keys. You were taking me home, someone would have them.” He pointed and I shut up my mouth.
“Hm, good point. You may have lost your memory but haven’t lost your wits.” We laughed and I finally opened the door.
We didn’t even have time to enter when the host came to welcome us, licking our shoes, sniffing us and barking, glad to see that someone had visited him. Jumping around us, Hendrix wanted all our attention.
“Hello, boy! Miss me?” I joked and leaned down to pet his head.
“Hi, Hendrix! Long time no see, hun?” Matt said and mirrored my actions, Hendrix licking his hand and making Matt laugh.
“W-what… Did you said?!”
“Hum?” Matt looked confused.
“H-how do you… How do you know his name is Hendrix?!” I stuttered and asked unbelieving.
“Are you kidding me? I gave you this dog as a…” Matt widened his eyes when he realized what he just said and so did I! “…gift!”
At that moment we did nothing but stare at each other, open-mouthed, confused and also in disbelief. I couldn’t feel my legs and then I realized I was sitting on the ground, Hendrix still sniffing me.
“Did you just…”
“Remember it? Yeah, I think so…” He almost whispered, like if he was talking it to himself. “W-what should I do?” His blue eyes were shining and I could see a smile on his face.
“I don’t know… Just…”
I couldn’t help but hug Matt. Then I started to laugh like a fool, hugging him tightly. Suddenly I felt his skinny hands running over my back and holding me as well. His touch… I missed it so much… I could hug him for the rest of my life, I wouldn’t even mind.
“Are you fine?” Matt asked, his voice reaching my ears like if he was singing to me. And I do miss his singing.
“Yeah, sure! I couldn’t feel better!” I moved away, grinning to him.
“So, it was Hendrix who you wanted me to meet?” Matt asked, petting Hendrix’s head.
“Yes. Now we must bring him with us. Hendrix can’t be alone here and I will be with you, so…” I stood up, brushing off my trousers and Matt did it the same, holding Hendrix in his arms.
“But now? I mean, I won’t even get to enter your house?”
“Oh, do you want to?” He nodded. “Okay, then.” I smiled and gestured for Matt to enter in my house.
We went to the living room, Matt looking for all the corners, really curious. He looked to the stairs and then to me. He wanted to keep exploring my house, something he did not want at his own. I nodded, smiling, and he repaid me with another one, still holding Hendrix. I stayed in the living room and waited a few minutes. Matt finally came back and with a sad look.
“Couldn’t remember a thing… Sorry.”
“Nah, don’t worry. I’m getting used to it.” I tapped on his shoulders and we left my house. “Let’s go back your home.”
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Author: zetastation
Beta: ilurvebelldom (Just don't know how to thank you :'D)
Pairing: Belldom
Rating: G/U (for this one)
Warnings: 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 left the hospital and Dom took him to a familiar place, trying to make his beloved friend remember something.
Feedback: It's really important! It's the only way to know that you read it and it's also the only way to know what you thought about it. Criticism, compliments, suggestions... everything is welcome! Your opinion will help me to improve my writing skills, so I thank you very much if you comment :)
Disclaimer: I don’t own Muse. This is a work of fiction and it never happened.
Author’s Note: Sorry for my lateness :/ But I'm too busy at work lately, it sucks! Fortunately this chapter is a bit longer than last one :'D Eh... remember I said that would happen something really BellDom in this new chapter? Well, I couldn't write it yet... Sorry :/ But please, don't give up reading it! I promise the real BellDom will happen soon! Trust me ='D
Special thanks to my beloved beta ilurvebelldom . She always make me want to write after talking to her! And she also helps to cheer me up! Thank you Vasu! I love you! <3
Prologue - Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 Part A
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After a few minutes we have finally arrived at Matt’s house. Well, it was not that easy to get to his place. It was the media’s fault. When we were about to leave the hospital we heard some noises and then we saw security guards walking towards us. Matt looked a bit scared and squeezed my sleeve.
“Don’t need to worry, they are here to protect us.” I gave him a friendly smile and Matt nodded.
Those security guards helped us to get out of the hospital and brought us to a safe place, avoiding any media car in our way. We switched over to my own car and I drove to Matt’s place. We must have shaken the media off by now.
I parked my car and we walked towards the front door. “Are you ready?” I asked whilst taking the keys from my pocket.
“Yes.”
And then I opened the door.
I glanced at Matt and tried to find some look in his eyes, something that would tell me he still remembered that place, but I find an admiring look instead. Even though I already knew the answer, I couldn’t help asking. “Do you remember something?”
“Hm… I don’t think so.” He said after observing the living room. Matt entered his house and went to the sofa, sitting on it. “Everything here is mine?”
“Yes.”
“Am I a rich guy?” He grinned and I noticed those blue eyes sparkling in curiosity and hope.
“To be honest, I will let you find the answer by yourself.” I smiled and sat beside him.
“What do you mean?”
“It’s your house. Explore it! Try to find who you are.”
“Do you think I can do it?”
“Hm, you can do whatever you want. You always do it.”
“Will you help me?”
“Too many questions! Go, go!” I joked whilst slightly pushing Matt out of the sofa. I could hear him laugh. He just laughed. I missed his laugh so damn much! Even if it was a chuckle, Matt had laughed after a long time…
“You already told me I am a kind of musician, right?” I nodded. “Hm, and I can assume I’m rich because of all this furniture and because this house is so huge!” He stated, grinning and walking from one side to the other, staring at the floor, ceiling, chairs, tables, carpets, stairs, paintings… Everything. It looked like it was the first time he saw those things.
“C’mon, Matthew! Just open all the doors you find and bring me something you think it’s interesting.” I beamed and tried to follow him with my eyes, but Matt just disappeared after entering the kitchen.
“Is it something interesting?” He came back to the living room, holding a… Wait! W-what… What is he holding?! Is it a… I can’t believe it!
“Oh my God! Yes! It’s something really interesting!” Basically I jumped off the sofa when I noticed what was in Matt’s hands.
“It looked good. And, hm, because of your reaction I think it has something related to my past… Am I right?”
“Of course you are right! And it is related to your past!” I said cheerfully and walking towards the kitchen. I was planning to cook something after seeing that package of pasta that Matt was holding.
***
“Oh my dear God! It is so delicious!” Matt stated with all his happiness whilst tasting the spaghetti that I just prepared. His lips curled into a smile, showing just how happy he was, enjoying that food he used to love. Well, it looks like he still loves it. “How is it called?”
“Spaghetti.” I said whilst tasting my own spaghetti. I don’t like to brag, but it was really good. Yes, Dominic James Howard knows how to cook well.
“Geez! I would eat it for the rest of my life!” He wrapped the pasta on the fork, remembering to cover it in tomato sauce, and then led it to his mouth, shutting his eyes and humming in delight. “Really good! Hmmm, so good!” I couldn’t help but laugh when I noticed a line of sauce on his chin. “What?”
“Your chin.” I pointed to it. “It has tomato sauce on it.”
“Oh, where?” He tried to wipe his chin, but he missed the sauce line.
“Not there, here.” I leaned forward on my elbows and cleaned his chin with my thumb, lightly touching his bottom lip. Instead of Matt, it was me who flushed at that touch, immediately coming back to my seat. “Done.” I started to mess with my food, avoiding Matt’s look. I’m such a stupid! I mean, what’s wrong with what I just did? I was only cleaning his chin, nothing more! And Matt didn’t look annoyed… Stop being so nervous and paranoid, Dom!
“Tell me” Matt asked. “Do I always act like this when I eat pasta?”
“To be honest, you always get happy and smiling when you eat it, but I only remember you getting this way once. It was during one of our first Italian gigs.” I sighed and smiled at that memory. It was years ago… “We all went to an Italian restaurant and ordered the most expensive meals on the menu and you acted just like you did when you tasted your food. It was funny and we also ordered wine without checking the price and then…” I laughed when I remembered our worried faces at that night. “Well, let’s say we were not satisfied about the bill…” I looked up to Matt and found his eyes locked on mine and I could see the confusion in them, my smile slowly fading away and I was once again staring at my dish.
“Oh, I can’t remember it.” I nodded trying to show that I was not annoyed about that, and an uncomfortable silence fell on the kitchen, I only could hear the noise of our cutlery. “But it sounds like a good memory. I’m sure we had fun that night even though our bill didn’t amuse us.” I heard him chuckle and I looked up again. Matt was smiling.
“You’re right, we had so much fun.” I beamed and we managed to finish our meal, not recalling old memories he wouldn’t remember. Something that would disappoint me and upset him.
***
After the spaghetti time, Matt helped me to wash the dishes and he sounded really curious about his past, but I didn’t want to tell him anything at that moment. I mean, actually I didn’t know how… I’m still figuring out the best way to do it. Sitting and chatting the whole day? Looking through the photo albums? Forget it, Dom. You won’t be able to help him that fast… I am aware that it will take too long, but I don’t even mind! It can take as long as it does; I only will be satisfied when I help Matt to remember who he is.
We left the kitchen and went to the living room again, neither knew know what to do next. I said that Matt could keep exploring his own house, but he chose to stay with me and watch some TV.
“We used to do this often? Watch TV together?” He asked and I nodded, smiling at him.
“Yes, we used to do this a lot. Especially when we were young and we had time to spend doing nothing but watching TV, playing some games… You know, those kinds of things teenagers usually do.”
“Cool!” He grinned, looking comfortable at the thought of doing it just the way he used to do.
I feel like I am doing it wrong… I mean, it’s Matt! He finally woke up from his coma and it’s in his house again! I should look happier to see him fine even if he can’t remember his life and stuff. He is alive and he is right here with me… Enjoying this time together… And it’s making me feel strangely uncomfortable. Sorry, not that I am uncomfortable with Matt around me again, I just feel… Weird… I don’t know, honestly. It’s a mix of all the feelings I know, sadness, happiness, love, fear, disappointment, excitement…
It’s a rush of feelings and I almost can’t stand it anymore. Geez, I think I will cry! I can’t cry here! Not in front of Matt! He would think I’m some sort of a pathetic crazy human being! I took a deep, deep breath and exhaled slowly. “Are you alright?” Matt asked.
“Yes, sure!” I shook my head and looked at my watch, realising it was time to take another step. “Hey, Matthew. I think you should meet someone.”
“Who?”
“You will see.” I winked and smiled at him, standing up of the sofa and offering my hand to help Matt. He held it and stood up as well.
When we left Matt’s place the night had almost fallen, it was possible to see the last sunshine saying good bye. A little too poetic? I’m sorry. I’m feeling weird.
We headed to my car and I drove to my place.
“I know this house…” Matt said thoughtfully when we’ve arrived at my house. And I froze.
“W-what?! Do you recognize it?!”
“Hm, I think I do.” He nodded smiling and opening the car door. I couldn’t help but stare at him the whole time. Oh Jesus! He just said he had recognized my house?! Is it a good thing, right?! I can’t believe! “Dominic?” He called me and I realized it was the first time he said my name. A sensation of warmth took over my heart, I don’t know. It was a good feeling when he called my name, I felt like I was home somehow. “C’mon!” Matt smiled and I nodded, immediately undoing the safety belt and getting out of the car.
“Eh, do you know who lives in here?” I asked casually, trying to see if he could remember it, but Matt only shook his head.
“But something tells me it’s your house.” He mused when we reached the front door and I took the keys out from my pocket.
“How do you know?!” Now I am surprised!
“You have the keys!” Matt laughed and made a face like it was the most obvious fact in the world.
“Oh, sure…” And I felt like the dumbest guy in the world… “But, wait! I had the keys of your house, too!”
“Well, it makes sense you had my keys. You were taking me home, someone would have them.” He pointed and I shut up my mouth.
“Hm, good point. You may have lost your memory but haven’t lost your wits.” We laughed and I finally opened the door.
We didn’t even have time to enter when the host came to welcome us, licking our shoes, sniffing us and barking, glad to see that someone had visited him. Jumping around us, Hendrix wanted all our attention.
“Hello, boy! Miss me?” I joked and leaned down to pet his head.
“Hi, Hendrix! Long time no see, hun?” Matt said and mirrored my actions, Hendrix licking his hand and making Matt laugh.
“W-what… Did you said?!”
“Hum?” Matt looked confused.
“H-how do you… How do you know his name is Hendrix?!” I stuttered and asked unbelieving.
“Are you kidding me? I gave you this dog as a…” Matt widened his eyes when he realized what he just said and so did I! “…gift!”
At that moment we did nothing but stare at each other, open-mouthed, confused and also in disbelief. I couldn’t feel my legs and then I realized I was sitting on the ground, Hendrix still sniffing me.
“Did you just…”
“Remember it? Yeah, I think so…” He almost whispered, like if he was talking it to himself. “W-what should I do?” His blue eyes were shining and I could see a smile on his face.
“I don’t know… Just…”
I couldn’t help but hug Matt. Then I started to laugh like a fool, hugging him tightly. Suddenly I felt his skinny hands running over my back and holding me as well. His touch… I missed it so much… I could hug him for the rest of my life, I wouldn’t even mind.
“Are you fine?” Matt asked, his voice reaching my ears like if he was singing to me. And I do miss his singing.
“Yeah, sure! I couldn’t feel better!” I moved away, grinning to him.
“So, it was Hendrix who you wanted me to meet?” Matt asked, petting Hendrix’s head.
“Yes. Now we must bring him with us. Hendrix can’t be alone here and I will be with you, so…” I stood up, brushing off my trousers and Matt did it the same, holding Hendrix in his arms.
“But now? I mean, I won’t even get to enter your house?”
“Oh, do you want to?” He nodded. “Okay, then.” I smiled and gestured for Matt to enter in my house.
We went to the living room, Matt looking for all the corners, really curious. He looked to the stairs and then to me. He wanted to keep exploring my house, something he did not want at his own. I nodded, smiling, and he repaid me with another one, still holding Hendrix. I stayed in the living room and waited a few minutes. Matt finally came back and with a sad look.
“Couldn’t remember a thing… Sorry.”
“Nah, don’t worry. I’m getting used to it.” I tapped on his shoulders and we left my house. “Let’s go back your home.”
***