Hi, so I've been writing this when I need a break from my other stories but I finally got it complete. It's kind of scrambled and has no plot but it has a lot of thoughts. The opinions in the story aren't mine but it's what I think Belle's might be, but I could be wrong. I really love this song and the singer and I hope you like it and please review. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I don't own Once Upon A Time or the amazing characters, I also don't own the song Not the Only One by Sam Smith.
Belle Gold didn't want to walk through the town. Not tonight, not in the dark, and not after what she just did. She had banished her own husband away from her. She had way too many emotions raiding her body. She wondered what he was feeling right now. Probably sad because he failed to cleave himself from the dagger. He failed to accomplish his goal, having magic beyond Storybrooke. Maybe he was angry because his own wife banished him. Belle sighed, she didn't know and maybe she never would.
She thought about where to go, where she could go. Her own house was completely not an option. Belle would not sleep in their bed alone. The house did have spare bedrooms, but not any that were made up. She wasn't even sure they had bed in them. They were mostly filled with antiques and relics. Even if she could've slept in the in one of the rooms, she wouldn't have. She couldn't take one step in that house, their house. So she walked from the town line in tears not towards their house but to a completely different one. She thought about going to Ruby's, but she didn't want to wake her up. Belle decided she just wanted to be alone.
She walks for forever, or at least that's what it felt like for her until she finally reached the mansion's tall black gates. She pushed them open and walked up to the front door. It was unlocked. She took a deep breath and walked in. Of course steps pping where they stepped as husband and wife was painful, but also oddly comfort remembering one of the best days of her life. She walked around the dimly lit house until she reached the elegant, broad staircase to the upstairs. She ran her hand up the banister and walked up the stairs with all the grace that years of being a lady of a castle had taught her. Striding silently down the hallway she made her way to their room, or the room they had stayed in during their brief honeymoon. The room looked exactly like it did. It only lacked the happy glow that was there when her husband was beside her in it. His hand grasping hers.
Belle's heartbeat was finally slowly down for the first time since banishing him. She took out the dagger and her phone out of her coat pockets and puit them on the nightstand next to the bed. She then shed her coat and slid off her dress. She still had the white button down shirt that was under her dress on, but she took off her shoes and stockings and then got in the bed.
For the first ten minutes she tried to not replay the whole ordeal. But Belle did. What are you doing, he asked scared. 'No. Please put the dagger down.' He coaxed. 'You don't understand. Please. Belle, Belle please.' He breathed out her name again and again. She couldn't stand it any longer lying in bed hearing his pleas. She wondered if he was having trouble sleeping too. Belle whipped off the sheets and swung her legs over the bed. Taking her phone with her for a flash light, she trudged down the stairs and turned to two wide doors. Swinging them open she took in the magnificent ballroom. She flicked on the lights and turned off her phone light.
Her bare feet padded along the room and she circled under the grand, shimmering chandelier. Only hearing the soft steps of her feet and deciding it was all too quiet she turned on music on her phone and set it down. She walked across to the middle of the room as the starting notes began to play waiting for the intro. It finally came and the voice smoothly let out the first words.
You and me, we made a vow. For better or for worse. A faint smile flickered across her face. She remembered her vows. Belle remember his too. She remembered every line, every word that made her heart swell and her stomach flutter.
I can't believe you let me down, but the proofs in the way that it hurts. It pained her so much. She felt like she had fallen off a cliff but instead of dying she got to suffer and wallow in the pain. She wondered if he was as hurt as she was right now. She felt like she should have seen this coming. She remembered telling him, 'I finally realized all the signs I had been seeing were correct.' She guessed she did see it coming but just ignored it. Maybe she was too happy to be married to her true love to notice where he was heading, what he was dealing with.
For months on end I've had my doubts, denying every tear. She remembered waking up to a cold bed in the middle of the night. She had gotten used to it. He would always return and give her a smile, telling her not to worry. Then he would climb in next to her and push her gently closer to his body before they both drifted happily to sleep. She hadn't realized at that time that he would be meeting Hook or the Snow Queen. Now she knew he was going behind her back and keeping stuff from her. She just wished he would have told her about everything. It was too late now. When she was banishing him she didn't even give him the chance to explain himself. But even if she had would he have told her the truth, or would he have fed her more lies. She didn't know what couldn't happened If she had made a different decision, and it was driving her insane. I wish this would be over now.
As she swirled across the dance floor she was reminded of happier times when they had danced. After their first song they played more mellow songs, where they held each other and swayed. They simply enjoyed being in each other's embrace. She felt a tear come down her face and her instinct was to wipe it away, but she didn't. Who was going to see it, she thought. So she let the tear run its course, along her cheek and down till it splashed on the floor.
Part of her wished she hadn't figured out. She was happy in her ignorance. But she knew it was better that she found out. She had saved Hook's life. Another part of her was frustrated at Rumple for not telling her anything, he had let his own desire for magic in the outside world come between them. Maybe she was better without him, she thought.
But I know that I still need you here. No. She shook her head and the thought. She wasn't better without out him. Belle knew that for sure. She wrapped her arms around herself as the chorus was sung out strongly.
Cause you don't think I know what you've done
But when you call me baby
I know I'm not the only one
Everything was making sense now. She brushed it off at the time, now she knew. She remembered stepping out of the library at lunch time to share it with Rumple, only to find him missing from his shop. Or when she would try to plan a date but he would tell her he would be busy at the shop, or some other excuse. You've been so unavailable. Now sadly I know why.
All those times he had been doing whatever he had to, to get rid of the dagger. Ultimately that's what the gauntlet led her too. Your heart is unobtainable. Even though Lord knows you have mine.
As the chorus played again she thought about the gauntlet. She tried to remember what she knew about it, what Rumple had told her about it. He said it led you to the thing the person loves most. Right? As she thought about it more Belle's eyes widened. She dropped to the floor. She was wrong. Rumple didn't say that, well not exactly. He said usually for most people. How could she be so stupid, Belle thought. Yes, the dagger was his greatest weakness. But what if it was only because it could control him to do whatever the wielder willed, even hurt her. Belle remembered what he said on Main Street where he killed himself along with Pan. 'And I love you Belle. You made me stronger.' She was his strength. She felt terrible for believing him to love power over her, but it change the fact that he killed the fairies and was about to kill Hook. Or that he tried to kill Emma and get her powers into the hat. Why was he always trying to get more power?
I have loved you for many years. Maybe I am just not enough. She always struggled with that idea. Belle hadn't known, after he threw her out of the Dark Castle, that he needed his power and magic to find his son, Bae. She wondered if he really did love power over her. Sitting alone in the Queen dungeon gave her a lot of time to doubt there true love's kiss as he had. After having wondering for so many nights even after she was reunited with Rumple, she still had a small seed of doubt. You've made me realize my deepest fear, by lying and tearing us up.
She sadly laid her head on the floor. As tears slipped sideways down her face she felt herself losing the strength to stay awake. She barely heard the chorus play for the final time. As she fell asleep a last thought ran through her head. She did feel terrible but so did Rumple. Both of them, being away from the other, felt like their hearts were ripped out. And so with a broken heart Belle's eyes closed and her breathing slowed tilled she fell into a deep sleep to the last words of the saddening song.
I know I'm not the only one
I know I'm not the only one
I know I'm not the only one
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know, and I know, and I know, know
I know I'm not the only one
So that's it!:) I will update this with more one-shots like this but in no specific schedule. Please review or PM with thought, questions, or any Rumbelle feels!:) ThanksJ
