Sorry this took me all day to update but I kind of got caught up watching Ouran High school Host Club again, its Hikaru and Kaoru I love them and a little Kyoya.
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Belle had gone straight to her bed after her visit to her Papa to make sure he ate. She abandoned her clothes in a pile of the cherry hardwood floor of her bedroom above the library, and quickly slipped on a pair of soft teal shorts and an over sized tee with Dance In The Vampire Bund scrawled on it. Belle had always loved Manga and Anime, the promise that Akira made to Mina about staying with her forever, Belle had always wanted that. Someone to stand by her and love her no matter what.
Belle flopped down onto her fluffy purple bed and pulled the covers up over her shoulders to keep away the chill that the beginning of fall was bringing. The moment her head hit the pillow Belle was off to the land of nod.
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"Belle."
She didn't wake.
"Belle."
Her body was shaken softly, with care and consideration.
"Belle."
Belle opened her eyes to darkness, she was on her left side facing the door to her bedroom. She could feel a hand running over her hip, the hand was warm and made her feel safe. Her auburn hair was pushed aside and an oh so delicate kiss pressed to her smooth neck. Belle let out an accidental moan.
"Like that, dearie?"
Belle turned to face the owner of the familiar voice.
"Nathan." She breathed.
Nathan Gold lay on the bed beside her, held up by his left elbow. His face was illuminated by moonlight that leaked through the small slit in her curtains. His face was soft and coated in a comforting smile, his suit was immaculate as always. Nathan's tie matched her eyes perfectly and made the moment that much more intimate for Belle.
"I thought I would never hear your voice again."
"Shhh, dearie." He said carding her flowing locks. "I'm here now. I'm here for you."
Belle cuddled into his suit clad chest, breathing in the scent she had come to know so well. Belle wasn't stupid she knew that she was dreaming, but she didn't care, it may have been the only chance she ever got to have a conversation in which he responded. Two months Gold had been in a coma and it was killing Belle, all she wanted was for him to wake up, but maybe the only way to see him was to join him in slumber.
"I miss you." She said cupping his face. "Especially your voice."
"Well, we'll have to do something to make me more vocal."
Belle chuckled for a moment at the quip before realising what he was staying. Somehow he managed to move Belle onto her back without her knowing, she liked it. Feather light kisses settled themselves on her neck, slowly moving to her clavicle as Gold pulled her top down over her milky shoulder. His tongue teased her sensitive skin making the beauty pant with want. Her legs fell open without her permission, she was desperate for him, Gold shuffled to kneel between her legs a smile decorated his face. Suddenly her tee was pushed up, past her firm breasts and over her head where it was then discarded on the floor.
"Beautiful." She heard him say, a momentary pause in his kissing torture.
Nathan's tongue lapped at her left nipple while his hand gave the other breast the same treatment. He nibbled gently, sucked and kissed, calling the bud to attention and forcing moan after moan from her parted lips. A warm pleasure pooled in her belly, a want that only Nathan Gold could satisfy.
"More." She begged.
"As you wish, my darling."
He gave her a smug smile before lowering himself back to his task, the kisses began again on her belly. Tongue dipping into her belly button in such a rhythm that Belle's hips bucked into the air with want and need. Nathan smiled, but didn't let up. The smell of sex defused through the air. The open-mouthed kisses continued to travel down, down, down until he began to mouth at the fabric of her shorts. Gold's finger hooked in the waist of them and instantly they were gone, one smooth motion and she was bare before him. Belle's eyes fluttered shut, she had never felt so comfortable and safe in all her life. The room was silent except for her pants and moans, she could feel him smiling as he lapped at her thighs. She shook, her body begging for him and her mind off it its own world of desire.
"So beautiful." She heard him whisper.
His head dipped down to the part of her body she most wanted to be touched, her hips bucking of the bed trying desperately to get more friction. She felt so alive, so happy...then everything changed. The soft warmth caused by her want was overpowered, Belle felt something warm dripping on her thighs, her stomach. The smell of sex faded away leaving something foul and iron like, the safety she had felt was gone in an instant and the pounding in her chest changed from one of pleasure to one of fear. The room grew darker as her eyes flew open. She looked down.
"You did this to me! You caused this! You!"
Belle screamed. Nathan was covered in blood and glass, just like he had been when the car hit him. His hands gripped her thighs preventing her desperate attempt to flee and blood stained everything in sight, it dripped from the bed creating a moat of horror. Belle feared for her life as Gold's nails dug into her legs, his blood pouring down his face, matting his hair and sending it a crimson color.
"I'm going to die and its all because of you! You could never really care for me! You just wanted to be the hero and kill the beast! No one could ever love me!" He snarled.
Gold's eyes had become demonic and angry as he slipped up the bed, still between her thighs. His suit was ripped and torn, lips dry and cracked, skin pale and...and...dead.
"You see what you have done?! The damage you have caused?!"
Belle continued to scream, beg him to release her. Her body was weak, pinned down beneath the monster, it wasn't him any longer...wasn't her Nathan. Tears pricked from her fear filled eyes stinging her cheeks like acid as they fell.
"Do you know how it feels?! Well, I'll help you find out."
She could hear a car screeching in the far off distance, could see headlights behind him brightening the half coagulated blood dripping from his shoulders and face.
Belle woke suddenly, sitting bolt upright in the bed. She was alone, the thing pretending to be Nathan gone. Just a nightmare. Her close still clung to her skin and blood stains were gone, as was the red moat around her bed.
"Just a dream." She said aloud. "A nightmare, nothing more. A nightmare, a nightmare."
Like repeating it would make her fear any less real. Belle was terrified and the guilt she felt had finally lashed out at her full force. She knew that the monster was just a horrid dream but Belle couldn't shake the memory of him covered in all that blood. Over the months Belle had come to realise that she couldn't blame herself entirely for the accident, Edward Parker and his cell phone also took the blame, but Belle couldn't stop feeling like it was all her.
She sat there for a long time, until she could see far off daylight through the crack in her curtains. Dawn was still hours off, but Belle found herself wanting the day to arrive quicker so she could see the real Nathan, her Nathan.
Sleep couldn't tempt her back, not that day and so she threw off her covers and headed for the shower. Forcing thoughts of happier things into her mind. The town thought him a monster and it seemed that her subconscious had somehow joined in, that she would not allow.
