This is the Last Time [ BELLDOM AU ] [ COMPLETED ]

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// Third Person POV //

"Mrs. Bellamy?" A nurse calls from an open door to the doctors office entrance as a middle aged, brown haired women stands from her seat in the waiting room and follows the female nurse to one of the back rooms. "Please wait right here. Doctor Turner will be with you shortly."

Marilyn Bellamy is left to sit in a poorly lit room with one open window that the only sound coming through is cars on the roadway, and a desk covered in paperwork and a framed diploma that has its glass shattered. At this point, Matthew's mum is second guessing her idea of sending her beloved son back to the one place he hated the most and leaving to have his broken mind mended once again. She takes a deep breath of air and releases it as soon as the door behind where she sits opens.

"Oh, um, good morning," a tall, salt and peppered haired man stammers as he places his cup of tea down and rearranges his desk, slipping out Matthew Bellamy's folder from the pile of papers in the process. "It's nice to see you again, Ms. Bellamy, but it is saddening to have your son back here once more. He doesn't seem to enjoy being here, so he has told most of the staff."

The man chuckles to himself as he remembers seeing many of the nurses leaving the young boys room with scratches or bloody forearms from the brunette haired boys resistance. Marilyn gives the doctor a firm frown as she situates herself better in her seat because she knows how long her conversation is going to take with the psychologist. The doctor clears his throat and slides the folder over to the woman before him.

"I don't know what any of this means, doctor." Matthew's mum looked up from the papers in her hands and saw the older man nodding his head at her puzzled expression. "The last time we were here you said that he had bipolar depression."

"Yes, well, it seems to have progressed into something more... unstable. Since I had last saw Matthew, he seemed to be in control of the things in his mind but now it looks like his brain has taken over most of his actions." Dr. Turner took out a piece of paper that belonged in the folder as he glanced it over and handed it to the brunette woman.

"What do you mean?"

"Schizophrenics have these made up, let's just say an imaginary person, that they interact with on a daily basis. Your son is displaying that and many more of the schizophrenia characteristics, but he is also showing signs of bipolar disorder. He seems to be fine one minute but the next he's out of control," Doctor Turner announces as Marilyn looks over the picture of Matt that the hospital has on record. "He talks about a Dominic and a Christopher. Do you know of those names?"

"Yes, they are, um, the friends he made at group therapy... or at least that's what he said," the young mother stated as she rubbed her fingers over the paper and shut her eyes tightly. Doctor Turner asked if she has ever seen them before. "I-I haven't but he talks about them like they're real. Matthew isn't like a schizophrenic he doesn't act like one."

"That's what we thought too, but since we brought him here and dropped the medication we gave you for his depression he has been showing a lot of the problematic signs of the disorder." The doctor stood from his seat and closed the window behind him and shut the door to his office before leaning against the desk. "Though, we do think he is not completely schizophrenic. He his borderline with that and, I do believe, bipolar disorder, maybe some shows of paranoia. I do want to run some test on your son just to make sure."

"No." Marilyn closed the folder in her hands and stood from the uncomfortable seat with a strict look on her face. "My Matthew will not be poked and prodded by medical doctors because of what he has. My son has not been this happy since I was married and still had my oldest son. I will not see him upset and unhappy because of what I did to try and fix him, because of what I wanted for him. I will take Matt and leave."

"Please, Mrs. Bellamy, let's think about this before doing anything more..."

"I want my son. Now." Doctor Turner stood from his position on the desk and pressed a button on the landline phone, calling for the nurses to get Matthew from his room. Marilyn slapped the folder down on the desk and thanked the older man before exiting the room with a confident smile on her lips. "Oh, Matthew. I'm so sorry."

The middle aged mother sauntered down the hallway towards her son and enveloped him in a large hug as he acted like he was in a daze. Matthew hugged his mum back as she cried softly into his shoulder and whispered words of endearment, promising to always make him happy.

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Matthew Bellamy now spends his days fighting off the harmful things in his head as he continues to seek out Dominic and Chris for their companionship but without luck. He hopes to find them once more by ending the pain within him and staying with them forever.