Chapter 3: Concerts and Compositions

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It has been a several few days since what happened in the night Beethoven for kicked out.
Us the Küpperdossel were in Beethoven's concerts whenever we got invited, I'd always wore my most beautiful gowns and hats for Beethoven's events and so I felt as proud as Ludwig was when he finished his art.
-I feel so anew Gabithia! I like this new start for me, it's an honor your family is always there when I needed them, thank you- said Ludwig as a hugged me
-Your welcome Ludwig, you'll always be special to us-
-Brother! Brother!- said young voices-You did very well out there, your so talented!-
Johanne and Karl did not looked like little kids anymore, they were 13-years-old and they looked as handsome as their big brother.
One day I surprised Ludwig in our basement playing the piano Father brought him so he could compose his arts. He sounded frustrated.
-Ludwig may I come in?-
-Oh um, yes yes come in-
I sat in a chair inches away from Ludwig in a safe distance
-I was composing a Sonata for the King of Vienna to hear-
-Think about how you feel, play some keys and let your heart be your guide, ok?-
-Gabithia I have tried, my feelings are frustration and stress for things I feel I don't deserve-
-What do you mean Ludwig?-
-I'm not the man you think I am-
I looked at him perplexed
-That is not true Ludwig, your a great composer and a great person, how could you be so hard on yourself?-
-Because I was not a prodigy! I am not a genius as you think Gabithia, all of this was because I was forced to play the piano!- He snapped at me
I was surprised I never had seen him like this before, I never had seen him like this before, I never thought a felt this way
-So to answer out question from that day, yes I have been forced to play, it was never my passion, my father got me out of my bed when I was younger, I cried because I could not sleep well, I was never a prodigy like Mozart, I'm skilled because my father wanted a prodigy to brag about- He said in a harsh tone I've never heard in him before
-Pardon me Ludwig- I said as I passed through him but he grabbed my wrist before I could even reach the door
He spun me around and kissed me, I could not believe it happened! He kissed me! I slowmy closed my eyes and tried to do my best, it felt so pure and lovely after his kiss he looked at me with 'sorry eyes' I placed my hand on his cheek and gazed at him lovingly.
-it's okay Ludwig, I forgive you- I said softly
He leaned again on my face to kiss me, God he kissed so good.
-Gabithia!- I heard someone scream my name
-I must go-
Ludwig nodded as he let me go if his embrace
-Good luck with your sonata Ludwig-
-Thank you- he replied
-Your welcome-
-No, thank you, I mean it if it wasn't for you I wouldn't have been where I am now-
-I'm glad I could help-

One Month Later

While Ludwig was one of his concerts in Austria we received the sad news of his Father's death and not only that but financially Ludwig wasn't good either, when he returned to Vienna where we were and took a trip back to Germany to assist his Father's funeral, after that we stayed some time in Germany, just to receive the news of my life, we were broke, my Father couldn't work, he become very ill and me and my family depended on Ludwig to support us, it become a pressure to him.
-For now the money I received from my concerts will help us survive-
But sometimes Ludwig got more than he normally brought home and it became very suspicious to me so I tried to persuade him to make him company until he accepted and took me to Vienna with him and so as I suspected, he was enamorating rich girls in Vienna, I felt angry, I thought we had something special! I couldn't forgive him, I told him so..

-It is for our own good to bring financial help to your mother, my brothers and us to live Gabithia I'm doing no harm-
-You sleep with them do you?-
He stared at me for a long time I can't believe it! I thought, so I slapped him and closed myself in my chamber
It would have been months until I talked to him again, after all, he wasn't even my lover to reclaim property to him.

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