The dungeon was dark and quiet, no one was kept in here nowadays not since the beast had 'changed' suddenly the peacefulness and her crying was suddenly disrupted by a cough and a groan. The noise startled her and she tried not to scream.
"Hello, is anybody there?" Belle Whimpered.
"Belle, Belle is that you?" A deep vibrating voice replied. Belle's mind was whirring with confusion and thoughts. Adam had told her the dungeons had been abandoned and she was certain she had heard that voice before. Suddenly it clicked. .
"Gaston?" Her question was answered by a cough. Slowly on her hands and knees she crawled across the floor to the bars of the prison. There she saw Gaston huddled in the corner. Gaston's eyes lit up; there she was the most beautiful girl in the world staring at him through the prison bars. He slowly inched closer to the bars so that there were only inches between them.
Belle stared at Gaston as he got closer, his long black hair hung greasily around his shoulders, his eyes were bloodshot, bristles were growing around his mouth, he looked sorry for himself, pale and sick.
"Gaston, what happened? Is Adam keeping you prisoner here?" she asked her voice full of concern. Gaston didn't reply, he didn't want to admit that the great Gaston could be defeated and be held prisoner, especially not to her. Instead he just sat there and glared at her through the bars. This was all her fault he thought to himself, if she had just done as she was asked and married him none of this would have happened.
"You did nothing" he muttered slowly in his deep voice "You stood by and did nothing as I was begging for my life"
"Gaston I, I, I'm sorry" she stuttered in reply, Gaston gave a short laugh.
"Ha and that's it is it? That's all you've got to say? I'm sorry and that'll make everything ok will it? That will get me out of this cell? I think not" His voice growled.
Gaston stood up and started pacing round his cell, Belle could see his anger bubbling up inside ready to erupt.
"Gaston, I, I don't know what to say to you" she stuttered trying to hide her fear.
"I'll help you get out of this cage Gaston would be a start" He roared, teeth bared, his jaw and fists clenched.
"I, I can't, I don't know where the keys are, I didn't even know you was down here" Belle was afraid even though she knew he couldn't escape she was afraid. She knew of Gaston's great strength but she knew if he had the strength to escape he would have done by now. She knew him asking for her help was a great dent in his ego.
"THEN FIND THEM!" he shouted slamming his fists full brunt into the brick wall. He cursed quietly to himself as blood ran down his fingers dripping onto the grey stone floor.
Belle winced she knew that must have hurt although he showed no signs of it doing so.
"Gaston let me look at that" she said softly.
"I'm fine, nothing hurts me" he boasted puffing out his chest.
"Please Gaston let me see" Gaston sighed impatiently, but Belles eyes pleading with him which made him give in. With annoyance he slumped back down on the cold stone floor and put his arms through the gaps in the bars.
She took is huge cold calloused hands into her dainty warm soft ones, the touch of her warm soft skin sent shivers down his spine. Warm, thick, sticky blood coated his fingers and dripped off the tips. Belle looked down and examined his bruised, swollen and bloodied knuckled.
"Gaston, how many times have you done this?" she asked knowing that the amount of damage couldn't possibly have been caused by one punch. Gaston shrugged his shoulders.
"Don't know, lost count" he simply said not seeming to care.
"Gaston you can't keep doing this to yourself" She let go of his hands "I'll go and get some first aid supplies, I'll be back as soon as I can" She then hurried off and left the dungeons, leaving Gaston alone in the dark once more.