Hey guys :3 I was bored and I had this crazy idea for a while now so I though "Lets right some crap" and even if I don't really know how to write well here's my first fanfiction. I know I suck you don't need to say that. But hope y'all like it ;)

Chapter 1 – Belle (Storybrooke)

It was always the same. It never changed. Always the same day, like she was stuck in an endless circle. Always alone, in that little and white room, with wall pads, a simple bed and only on window that was too high from her feet, never letting her see what was behind that room. Every day they would bring her food (two meals made by bread, that weren't capable to feed even a blind man) and some pills that they would make her take, even if she refuses.

Unlike the other persons that probably were in that place, she knew she wasn't crazy. Never knew why she was here. The true is, she couldn't remember a lot from her life away from that room. She remembered that she had a father, owner of the little flower shop in that town called "Game Of Throns". Nothing more… the rest was all blank.

Besides, she never had anyone to talk too or tell her what was going on there. The nurse that came in every day giving her the food and pills, that shower her one time per week and sometimes force her to clean the halls, only made her feel even more crazy. She treated her like she was not even a person, like she deserved this destiny. This made her whish even more each that… Wish that she could get out of here. Everything that she wanted right now was to have a life, meet people… be free and never again go back to that place.

There was only one thing different, and it happened usually. What happened was that she sees sometimes the eyes of a woman through the small window in the door. Cold eyes that scared her every single that she looked at them. Like it someway they could hurt her or like they had already done that. One thing was right; they weren't the nurse's eyes. It was someone else! That means that there was a way out of there. One way out of that place… that was all she could thing off.

Suddenly she just hears steps, and steps, and steps, always at the same rhythm like they were in a perfect synchronization. Pum… pum… pum… Was all that she could hear, and the sound was closer and closer. PUM… PUM… PUM…

She was just looking at the iron door that was in the other side of the room. And then, the steps stopped and the whicker of the door opening took their place. No… not now… she though. She didn't want more pills, didn't want more tranquilizers or whatever they gave her. That way she bowed her head, and got the same between her legs not wanting look at that women's face again.

She could feel the person approach and, suddenly, she felt a hand making pressure on her chin, forcing her to look at her. And when she opened her eyes she didn't know how to react. The lady of the eyes was there… right ahead of her. She wanted to scream of moments but although that will she stayed quiet in her place, in her bed. And then the women just laugh. A deep laugh that made her spine have goose bumps.

"The cat got your tongue?" Saied the woman in short black hair, with a certain irony. She took a few steps to her right and then she simply leaned on the wall. "You don't remember me, do you?" She asked and then there was a long silence. She didn't remember that woman just like she didn't remember almost anyone. She tried for moments to remember but nothing came out. "Of course you don't remember! What as stupid question, don't you think? You've been here long enough to not remember anything. Whatever… That doesn't matter right now, right?" She spoke again and then other laugh came out of her mouth. "Your daddy is upstairs."

When the woman said that words she lifted her head completely. He was there… He was taking her out of this place! Had to take!

"Oh sweetheart… He didn't come for you! He had just… a little accident. Let's just say he mess around with the wrong person." She took two steps in her direction. "Do you remember Mr. Gold? Again, I don't think so. But for now on you should really hate him. At the end, he almost killed your father! Poor man." She finalized with other laugh like that was some joke. Then she went in her direction again and took her arm forcing her to get up. "Come on!" She said with a smile upon her face. It didn't look like a friendly smile, but yes like she was putting a card into a game. Then she just looked down and put one of her hands over her belly and for the first time in a long time she remember the oval form that the same had. "We are not going to let someone have a child in a place like this."

Enchanted Forest (Belle)

It was a bright, beautiful and clean day in that little town of the Enchanted Forest that they liked to call Avonlea. The sun that shone the gardens of the palace gave a new experience thereto, a vernal experience that was capable to make any person feel like a child again.

And saying the true, in those same gardens there was really someone that had the spirit and the body of a child. A little girl that wasn't much older than five years old, with clear skin, long brown and curly hair and owner of two beautiful sapphires that she could call eyes. Now her body was covered by a little yellow dress that almost touched the floor and spoiled the same.

At her side found his mother that holds the hand of her daughter with care at the same time that guides them to one of the banks of white stone. The woman sat down first and then she took the little child and sat her in her lap.

A smile was upon the child face when she looked at her mother. It was like she was in front of a god or something like that. In this case, she was her god… because she loved her more than anyone ever will. But when she looked away, her smile was gone and she started to play with her fingers.

"What's wrong, my angle?" The mother asked while she was giving pampering in her daughters head.

"Papa never plays or is with me… It always needs to be you… all alone." She confessed. She felt like her mother was the only person in the whole world that didn't mind to abdicate a little bit of her time to be with her, to play with her, to give her pampering that any other child needed.

"Your father is working… he's protecting the kingdom for when you grow and succeed the throne the same is stable and the people of Avonlea happy. You want that don't you?"

"I know… and I want too! I would do anything to protect the kingdom when I grow up! But sometime it feels like he doesn't even care for me… It's like I'm just another piece in the kingdom… That I'm not even his daughter. I just want papa to realize that I need him because I love him and I love you and I want to play with my papa just like the kids in the village do!"

"Never say that again… your father loves you with a whole world, like I love you and like any other person will. I know you want to play with him but you just need to understand that your dad is not just a dad from the village… he's the king." The mother said and the she kissed her daughters head. "When you grow up you will understand every single thing. When you are a lady, a queen, have your own husband and kids, you will understand the sacrifices that you need to make for them. In this case your father needs to sacrifice the time that he could spend with you for the kingdom and his own good. But parents never forget their children, because at the end… there is no worst curse that don't remember the people you love, my little Belle."