A/N I let my brother read my story ,and he thought he would be funny and leave a review in my name, so sorry about that .(AHHH brothers!)
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Mr. Gold sat in his office at midnight, far past closing time, but he couldn't bring himself to go home.
Something happened today that brought back painful memories, memories that stabbed like knives in the innermost parts of his heart.
There was a little old woman who had come in around lunchtime.
She had brought with her a tea set that she said had been used by the royal family.
Mr. Gold was interested until he spotted the chip on the cup.
It was in the same exact spot as the cup that his darling Belle had chipped.
Painful memories of how he had pushed her away, because he didn't believe that she could ever love him, pulsed through his already fragile mind.
He sent the woman away and sat in a rocking chair in the back office of his store.
"I'm so sorry Belle." he whispered into the emptiness of his store.
"How could I have been so foolish as to throw away the only woman who may have actually loved me?" He mumbled to himself.
But in all actuality he knew why he had pushed her away.
She had gotten too close, she had made him feel something for her, and then Regina made him realize that she was using him.
She couldn't possibly love a monster like him.
But sitting in the dark store, all alone, he realized that even though she probably could never love a monster like him, he most definitely loved her.
"Even if there was a chance for her to love me, she's dead now.
She threw herself off the tower and it's all my fault."
He murmured into the darkness.
But in this world, maybe she is still alive somewhere!
Mr. Gold thought to himself.
Suddenly emboldened he stood up, locked up the shop, and went to find the florist, Belle's father.
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Belle was trapped.
She had no way out, and no memory of anyone or anything.
This small, white, freakishly-sanitary room was her dungeon.
"How did I get here." she muttered to herself.
The people who brought food and water never talked to her, they only talked about her.
They said she was dangerous and crazy.
No one ever came to visit Belle, so she figured she really must be crazy, because if she wasn't, why didn't anyone visit her?
Belle would love to believe that someone out there cared for her, but if someone did, why didn't they rescue her from this?
The woman who brought Belle pills to help her sleep, sometimes told her that her family was royalty, she sometimes told her that she had no family, and sometimes, if Belle was asking to many questions, or the pills didn't work fast enough, a man in a mask would come and hit her over the head with a large metal bar, knocking her unconscious.
Belle became so afraid to talk, that she didn't.
No longer did she ask questions, she just sat on the filthy white bedspread, or up against the concrete, holding her knees and rocking back and forth.
She didn't even mumble crazed words to herself for fear of being beaten.
Belle flinched anytime anyone came close to her.
Her whole life was fear, and misery.
So Belle began pretending to swallow the pills that were brought to her, all the while hiding them in the folds of her filthy blue asylum garb.
She saved them up, and was planning on taking them all at once, and ending her misery
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"WHERE IS SHE?" Mr. Gold screamed as he lifted his cane to hit Belle's father again.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER?"
He slammed the cane into Maurice's midsection.
Maurice began to vomit on the floor but Mr. Gold didn't care.
He began beating him all over again.
Blood gashed from Maurice's head and began pouring from his mouth, but Mr. Gold wouldn't stop.
"TELL ME!" he screamed.
He heard a car pulling up but he ignored it.
She's...she's..." Maurice began but couldn't continue.
Mr. Gold hit him again.
"She's is in... a secret room in the left part of the basement…of Weldon's Asylum." Maurice groaned spitting blood on the floor.
Mr. Gold lifted his cane to hit Maurice one more time, but Emma's hand grabbed him before he could.
She handcuffed him and put him in her car.
But Mr. Gold didn't care.
He knew where Belle was.
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Belle was ready; she had 12 pills saved up, more than enough to put her to sleep…forever.
She heard a noise out side of her room; it was footsteps, probably the nurses, or maybe the man with the mask.
She crawled to the door and looked under the crack.
There were no feet outside of her door so she went back to her bed and removed the small blue pills from her asylum gown.
She tilted her head back and was about to pop the pills into her mouth, when the room became lit with a golden hue, her vision became blurry, and she began having a flash back.
She was with a man who was covered in some sort of scales.
He didn't look too appealing but for some reason she knew that she loved this man.
Their faces were very close, and she new they were about to kiss.
The man pulled way, and the vision ended.
"Someone does love me."
She whispered to herself.
So Belle, with new hope burning in her heart, decided that she would live.
She would escape from this asylum, find this man,finish that kiss, and she would have her happily ever after.
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