This is a repost of my original and vague "What if" story about what if Gaston had won and the Beast died.
I own nothing and all characters belong to Disney, so does a lot of this chapter.
please review if you like it.
"Beast!"
"Belle?"
She stood above him, brown hair whipping about in her face while the rain fell from the heavens in heavy torrents, her small hand outstretched to the large creature as he climbed the slick tiled slope to join her. "Belle..." A smile pulled on his furred face, blue eyes softening as he took in the grateful and relieved face of the beautiful young woman waiting for him "You came back?" His hand rose to cup at her cheek, still marveled that she did not flinch away from his paw.
All too soon the moment of peace was over as pain rushed out in all directions from his right side, caused by the long bladed dagger being withdrawn from the tender space under his ribs by the human man, causing an agonized roar to rip from deep in his chest.
He was only just aware of the muscular man's arms flailing behind him, his cry of terror as he fell from the roof and Belle's arms pulling him forward onto the balcony as he lay down on the cool, wet surface, his breath coming in short pants as her tender hand stroked his fur, oblivious to the three sets of eyes watching them.
"You... You came back..." It was neither a question nor statement.
"Of course I came back, I couldn't let them..." She threw her arms around him, her head resting on his chest "This is all my fault. If only I had gotten here sooner"
"Maybe... It's better... It's better this way"
"Don't talk like that..." She said, reaching up to brush a stray strand of hair from her face before smoothing out his torn shirt "...You'll be alright. We're together now, everything is going to be fine, you'll see."
He reached up to cup the left side of her face in his large paw, a grimace of pain twisting his facial features for a moment before smiling sadly "At least I got to see you... Once last time..."
Her brown eyes opened wide, worry pulling at her brows as she gently grasped at the hand stroking her face before turning her face to nuzzle at the palm tenderly.
With a small, sharp gasp, blue eyes rolled into the back of his head as his hand fell from his face, coming to rest limp at his side as his face rolled away from her with the force of his last breath.
Her eyes grew wider than she would have thought possible as her hands covered her mouth, her head shaking in denial "No... No please. Please, don't leave me…" she bent over him once more, small hands gripping at the white shirt with white-knuckled force as she started to sob, slender shoulders shaking as her tears fell to blend with the falling rain, a soft "I love you..." falling from her lips to be drowned by her sorrow.
No one was left -after the battle that warred out in the castle- to notice as the last petal of a once beautiful and enchanted rose fell, meeting a likewise demise.
She stayed with him for hours, sobbing until her eyes had run dry then just simply stayed with him only leaving when the sun started to rise over the peaks of the trees.