Hello everyone! So, I always really liked the show Once Upon a Time. But once I was introduced to Rumbelle, I was hooked on it. I love them so much :) This idea popped into my head when I was rewatching Skin Deep. I hope you all like this and thank you to everyone who reads this! Oh and this chapter takes place early on in her stay in the asylum.
Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time.
Chapter 1
Cold. That's the one thing I felt in my small prison. That's what it truly was. No matter what that woman said, it was a prison.
"You're here because you deserve to be here." I would hear her voice say behind that white door. I would sometimes look up from my small excuse for a bed to meet her dark cold eyes."You're in an asylum because you're insane. No one wants you out in the world. How sad."
She's wrong, I would think to myself. I'm not insane. I know that. I still have my wits about me and I still can rationalize things. Wouldn't I know if I was insane? And there has to be someone out there who wants me. I have to have some family. I looked around my white padded prison. Someone has to be worrying about me. Maybe this woman kidnapped me. I have no recollection of my childhood. None at all. All I remember is this room. That always disturbed me. Have I truly been here all my life? Has this evil woman brainwashed me into forgetting about my life before this place? I had a mother and father at one point. I doubt they would just leave me here.
These thoughts were usually interrupted by my "doctor" coming in. He used to frighten me at first. He was huge in weight and height and had long black hair. He would come in with some pills he would force down my throat one day and the next day he would have to physically restrain me when he had to give me drugs by needles. I suppose I've just grown accustomed to this routine because now, he's just a nuisance. I'd much rather be alone than deal with him. He's always just barging in here without warning. As if he could read my mind, he came in the room with a tray in his hands.
"Time for you're meds gorgeous." he said and picked up a needle from the tray. He gave me a smile that didn't reach his eyes as he knelt in front of me. "Now, are you going to be a good girl and let me do it?" he asked. I looked him in the eyes before I spat in his face. He let out a growl and slapped me hard and I fell over. I scrambled on the floor trying to get up. Before I could even muster any strength, he was on top of me. He pinned my legs down with his own and with one hand locked both of mine above my head. I thrashed and screamed but it was no use. He plunged the needle into my arm and I felt the effects immediately. He got off of me with a chuckle. "Enjoy your nap princess." he hissed and left the room.
I felt my eye lids start to droop down and all of my muscles start to relax. I looked up at the ceiling before I fell into this familiar sleep. Is this what the rest of my life is going to be like? Locked up like an animal and treated like I wasn't even a person. Why did this woman hate me so much? My eyes grew heavier and I let out a groan. Someone has to be out there waiting for me. Somewhere out there.
There had to be...
I awoke later, not entirely sure how much later for the lack of clocks, with a painful feeling stomach. I slowly stood up. My legs buckled and I had to lean on the wall for support. The drugs they gave me always had horrible side effects. I would find it hard for hours and they gave me horrible stomach cramps. I sighed and tried to stand up in my own. I gasped as I hit the floor.
"Come on Belle. Pull yourself together." I said to myself. I puffed and stood back up this time with from the wall. I small smile creeped on my face. At least I wasn't so hopeless.
"Dinner time." I heard my doctor say from behind through door. He opened up the slot in the door and threw a small tray in my room. I looked down at it and wrinkled my nose. I mysterious brown goop was on the tray. I assume he saw my expression because I heard him laugh.
"What's the matter princess? Not good enough for you?" he asked sarcastically.
"No." I said and crossed my arms. "Its not."
"Well Belle," he said and I could practically hear the venom drip voice. "You can just skip dinner and go straight to the shower."
I felt my face go pale and cold. I quickly picked up the pathetic excuse for food and start to eat it. I heard him laugh again."That's what I thought." he said smugly. "I'll be back in fifteen minutes to take you to through shower room. See you soon gorgeous." And with that I head him walk away. I quickly put down the food and went quickly to the corner of my room. I sat down and covered my face. I hated showers. I only got them once a week but I hated them more than the drug I got everyday. He told me he had gotten specific orders to watch me while I bathed. To make sure I didn't try to hurt myself. I hated the feeling if his eyes wandering over my naked skin. Oh God I hated it. I begged time to stop so I would not have to go into that small room and strip and bathe in front of that pig. Sadly, none of my begging did any good. What felt like seconds later, the doctor came in and was caring a bat. "Is Belle going to be a good girl and follow me? Are am I going to have to force you again?" he asked and pointed the bat at me. I stared for a moment and then slowly stood up. He lowered the bat with a smirk. "That's what I thought." He made me leave the room first and I slowly made my way down the dark hall to the shower room. When I stopped in front of the door, I merely just stared at it begging it to disappear.
With an impatient grunt, the doctor swung the door open and pushed me in. He turned around and locked the door. I felt my heart stop as i looked up at the shower faucet. "Come on Belle. I haven't got all day." he complained and lightly tapped the back on my back. "Do you want me to take that off?" he said. I stiffened and shook my head. I slowly undid the lone button back of my thin gown and closed my eyes as I felt it leave my body. "That's a good girl. Now, turn on the water." With my eyes still closed and reached for the faucet and I felt the cold water pour over me. The whole time I tried to ignore the feeling of his eyes on me. However, ignoring his presence was a hard thing to do. He would constantly comment on my body with vulgar language. I can't even repeat the things he said.
"Okay princess," I heard him say quietly. "You're three minutes are up." My eyes sprang open. and I turned off the water. I ignored his whistle when I bent down to pick up my thin gown and threw it over me, basking in the way it covered all of my body from his eyes. I turned around and faced him with s cold glare. He winked at me and turned around to unlock the door. I quickly hurried out the room and back into my prison without looking back at him. Once I entered my room, I fled to my corner and covered my face again.
"Did Belle enjoy her shower?" I heard her muffled voice say outside my door.
"Not as much as I did." the doctor laughed.
"Good. I want her to suffer. You understand? No mercy on her." she said and I realized she must have thought I couldn't hear her.
This is my proof, I thought to myself. This isn't an asylum. Not a real one. No. An asylum takes care of the mentally unstable. I'm purposely being tortured by this evil woman. She must have kidnapped me and forced me here. No family would put a person in a place like this. I looked around my prison. Yes. This truly was a prison. I was meant to go insane and die here. Well, this woman, whoever she is, doesn't know who she's dealing with. I won't crack. I'll keep whatever is left of my sanity and show her that I am strong. I'll get out of here one day. And that day will be soon.
