A/N: Hey guys! My name is allie and I'm new to this site. I am also currently on wattpad so if you recognize this story from there then don't get upset or worried that someone is stealing it, it's just me. I'm not that popular on wattpad so I thought I could expand my horizons ya know? Well, any way I'm sorry that this first chapter is sort of short but don't worry, other chapters will be longer! I promise! Well I hope you enjoy! Feedback would be greatly appreciated! Thank you!

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~Allie

Where there is a Beauty...there is a Beast

Sequel to Beauty and the Beast.

Chapter 1

The sun peaked through the small window, shining on the young girls pale face. Her dark brown hair was tucked behind her head which was laying on a white pillow. She was laying on her side with her right hand under the pillow and the left one tucked under her face. The white duvet was wrapped around her to try and keep out the cold wind of Fall. Her chest rose and fell at a steady and peaceful manner. A small bird perched itself on the windowsill outside and began to tap its beak on the glass of the window. The girl took a deep breath and sighed in annoyance. She turned herself over in the bed and looked at the bird, squinting at the sudden light. The girl stretched her arms above her head and then relaxed her limbs. "Time to start the day I guess." She said sighing. She had hoped to get more sleep than this. Ever since a year ago she hasn't gotten much sleep.

She threw her feet over the side of the bed and cringed at the sudden coldness of the wooden flor rushing through her feet. She got up and walked over her wooden closet, pulling off her night gown and putting on a white long sleeved dress and her favorite blue apron that added a bit of color to her dress. The girl walked over to her dresser that held a mirror, hair brush, a small bottle of perfume, and some makeup. Nothing much. Just simple things. The girl brushed the small knots out of her medium length hair and tightly tied up her hair in a ponytail, decorating it with a bright blue bow. She lightly put her make up on, but nothing too fancy.

The sound of the front door opening and slamming closed made the girl jump. Boots were unevenly stamping the ground like someone was walking drunk. "BELLE!" A deep voice screamed from outside the room. "Belle where the hell are you?!" The voice boomed. The young girl jumped even more now as she became more frightened. "Oh no not him!" She whimpered. "C-coming Gaston!" Belle stuttered as she slipped on her black shoe flats and slowly opened the door to her bedroom, just in case he was out there waiting for her. She saw the coast was clear and exited her room, walking into the main room. Where he was waiting for her. "There you are! Where have you been?" He yelled once he saw Belle enter the room silently. His words were slurred together, obvious signs of heavy drinking. "I've been here all this time...where have you been?" She replied back. Her voice was soft and hesitant.

Gaston stood up from his chair in the main room, his large muscles tightening in his arms and his jaw locked, indicating that he was angry. "How dare you talk back to me you ungrateful woman!" He boomed. He raised his hand at Belle and it connected with her cheek within seconds. She fell to the ground with a thud, leaving behind a bright red mark on her right cheek. She wasn't shocked though. It was the same thing every night. He would come staggering home drunk as could be, beat Belle and then apologize to her once he sobered up. Belle, being the naive girl she is, always forgave him. Belle wasn't always like this. She used to be so strong and independent, nobody could push her around. She could be stubborn at times but all in moderation. Nothing was ever the same when her father, Maurice, died. He was her best friend...he died shortly after her and...No she would not think of him. She vowed to herself that she would never think about him. But she couldn't help herself. She loved him. Sometimes she still did.

Once the spell was broken, life was perfect for her. She was happy living in the castle with him and all the help. After a while...he changed. He changed back to his selfish ways and ended up pushing Belle away. He hadn't meant to, it just happened. Belle left the beast and it crushed him. His heart turned back into stone and the curse reversed itself...but not in the way you would think. He was doomed to live the rest of his days alone, as a human, until he could get Belle back.

There were days where Belle thought of him. Thought of being with him and all of her friends. Cogsworth, Lumiere, Mrs. Potts, Chip, all of them. Those were the best moments of her life. But she couldn't think about that now. She was brought out of her daydreams by a strong hand wrapping around her neck and hoisted above the ground. She shrieked and started to gasp for air. "ANSWER ME WOMAN!" Gaston began to scream in Belles face. "Let me go please!" She begged, but he wouldn't have it. He squeezed her neck tighter than before. She gasped for air while trying to tear his grip off of her neck. "You have disrespected me for the last time Belle...You'll pay this time!" He snarled at her, spitting in her face. She jerked her head away in disgust.

Gaston let go of her and she landed on the ground with a loud thud and continued to beat her. Belle didn't protest, she just sat there and accepted it. No hesitation. No doubt there were going to be new bruises all over her body. She could feel fresh blood trickling down from her forehead and nose. Tears fell down her cheeks as she closed her eyes and tried to imagine the pain stopping. 'Why me?' She thought.