Gold

I didn't mean to hurt her. I truly did regret what I did with Cora. More than ever after Belle told me she saw us. She wasn't supposed to see that, Belle wasn't supposed to see her father in a weak state. I love Belle more than anything and it was her fault I was this way. I was in such low-spirits at the loss of my lover, even rent day couldn't help me feel better and take my mind off of Belle.

"Good Afternoon Mr. Gold." The floral shop owner greeted as I walked into his business. "How did Colette enjoy the Camellias last month?"

"The flowers weren't for my wife, Mr. French. They were actually for my youngest daughter."

"Oh! You should have told me they were for Belle. I believe she's more of a cinnamomeae rosoideae type of young lady."

"Excuse me, a what?"

"Red rose." Maurice clarified. "I have some fresh ones in the back, I can de-thorn them for you while you're taking a look around the shop." The floral shop owner left for a moment before returning with the bouquet of two dozen scarlet roses.

"Where do you keep the stuffed animals?" I inquired.

"There." He pointed. "Next to the assorted chocolates. I have some larger ones on the other side of the shop that Belle may like." Maurice said before donning an uneasy look. "Is Belle okay, she's not sick is she?"

"No nothing like that." I said before picking up a stuff bear. "Belle recently broke up with her boyfriend and I just thought I bring her something to help her feel better."

"Must have been some break-up. You're a good father Mr. Gold. Belle's lucky to have you."

"I think I'm lucky to have her." I said not only to Mr. French, but to myself too.

"So true. You know some of us aren't fortunate enough to even be given the chance to be a father."

"Do you have children Mr. French?"

"I do, I have a daughter also."

"What's her name?"

"I never was given the opportunity to name her, let alone meet her."

"She's not-" I trailed off so I wouldn't have to actually say the word.

"Oh no, not at all. Her mother just keeps her from me." He said with blue crestfallen eyes.

"I'm sorry to hear that, perhaps one day you will get your chance to meet her." I said in order to make this unfortunate father feel better.

"I think so too." He said before dazing off into deep thought.

I cleared my throat to gather his attention. "You do know I'm also here for the rent too Mr. French."

"Uhhh- about that Mr. Gold. Business has been slow in the fall months. I don't have it all."

"I see, I believe this is the second month in a row you haven't been able to pay me."

"I know Mr. Gold, but nobody comes to The Game Of Thorns in the fall, they're all at the farmer's market buying their pumpkins for autumn."

"That's beside the point. The fact is I still need to be compensated for letting you run your business in my building. But as luck would have it, my wife adores your little floral shop, so I'll make you a deal. Give me what money you do have, the roses and teddy bear and I'll forgive last month's and this month's rent."

"Really? Thank you Mr. Gold."

I left the floral shop with my money and Belle's Gift and continued to my other stops until it was the end of the day. Even with all the town's money, it did nothing to lift my spirits. When I arrived home, Cora was in the kitchen and I didn't have time to hide Belle's gifts.

"Red Roses? Their beautiful. Oh honey you didn't have to." Cora said, holding her hands out to grasp the flowers. "Did you go to Moe's for these?"

"Yes, but they're not for you Cora."

"Then who are they for?"

"Belle." I said simply.

"Why does she get flowers and not your wife?" Cora queries sadden and disappointed.

"Sweetheart, Belle just experienced her first break-up, I bought these flowers to help her feel better."

"If only you put more thought into your marriage, like you do your daughters." Cora said shaking her head.

"What are you talking about? I do a lot of things for you."

"Not lately, most of your attention goes on making Belle happy. You spoil the shit out of her."

"I'm her father, it comes with the title."

"And what about your other title, being a husband. I know Belle is your babygirl, but I'm your wife. I wanna be spoil too."

"And you shall sweetheart, but right now Belle needs to know that all the men in her life won't hurt her like Gaston did."

"I suppose you're right Rumple. I know that." She kisses me. "I'm sorry for acting jealous."

"It's quite alright dear. Now tell me, what's for dinner?"

Belle was lying across her bed with her cell phone glued to her ear when I knocked on her door's frame.

"Hold on a sec." She said to the person on the phone. "What." Turning on her back to see who was at her door way. When she saw it was me she rolls her eyes dismissively.

I walked in regardless, concealing her gifts behind my back. "I just wanted to tell you it's almost time for dinner."

"Okay you told me. Bye." She turns back over and puts the phone back to her ear. "Okay I'm back Red." Belle said to the person on the phone. "Nobody, just my dad." When she said that I could have crumbled into nothing right then.

I was considered a nobody to her now?

"Belle hang up the phone, I need to speak to you."

"Oh My Goddd." She groans with annoyance. "Let me call you back, my dad's bugging me." She says before ending her call. "What?"

"I brought you something." I said pulling the flowers and bear from behind my back.

"Great, more flowers. How long are you going to keep this up?" She asked unmoved and places the flowers down next to her.

"As long as it takes Belle." I knelt down to her eye level beside her bed, taking her hand in mine. "I love you and I'm sorry for what I did. If I could take it back I would."

"You wouldn't need to take it back, if you would of just listen to me."

"You're right I should have listened, but I promise Belle. I will find a way for us to be together."

"Rumple it's too late for that." She pulls her hand out of mines. "I don't wanna make the same mistake twice."

Now she's calling us a mistake?

"It won't be a mistake. I'll do everything in my power, so that me and you can be together." I tried to explain.

"Dad did you not hear me, I'm done."

"Belle please don't say that, I can't live without you."

"I'm still your daughter. We can just work on that relationship."

"I don't want you just as my daughter!"

"Well that's too bad because I don't want you as a lover." She said with a small shrug. "Now if you would excuse me I'm going to go freshen up for dinner." Belle leaves me in her room, flabbergasted by her rejection.

xox0xox

My family and I were eating dinner. I was upset and barely eating. I don't take rejection well, and to be rebuffed by the only person I truly cared for was not sitting well with me. I looked to Belle who still had her nose in her phone typing as fast as her little thumbs allowed. She was wearing a smile and giggled every time her phone chimed to signal a new message.

"What's got you blushing so much?" Regina asked her younger sister.

"Hmmm?" Belle hums, finally looking away from her cellular device. "Oh nothing, just texting the girls."

"Let's see about that." Regina snatches Belle's phone from her hands and blocks it from Belle being able to get it back.

"Regina stop, gimme back my phone!"

"Hmmm, who's Will Scarlet?"

Will Scarlet? What kind of stupid fucking name is that? I thought to myself.

"He's my classmate, now gimme my shit back."

"Regina give your sister back her phone." Cora said unamused at Regina's shenanigans.

Regina ignored her mother and keeps scrolling through Belle's phone.

"More than just classmates." Regina said wearing a smirk. "Belle has a boyfriend." She sings it like a song.

"The hell she does." I misspoke aloud, shifting my lasagna around on my plate. That damn word, boyfriend, sent envy coursing through my body. "Regina stop lying and give your sister her phone back." I instructed, putting my utensils down to assert myself.

"I'm not lying. Look at all these heart emojis she sends him."

"Regina stop it." Belle screams still trying to retrieve her phone.

"Give me the damn phone Regina!" I exclaimed sick of listening to Regina's lies.

I should have just given Belle back her phone, but jealousy was still searing through me. I scrolled through Belle's text messages. They were all the same, love sick emojis, good morning beautiful, I miss you, you're on my mind, I can't get you off my mind, I love the way your lips feel against mine. I toss the phone onto the table trying to remain indifferent.

"Belle you need to end this." I demanded pointing at her cell phone. "Right now!"

"And why's that?" She asked nonchalantly.

"Because you're not suppose to have a boyfriend."

"Rumple calm down, she can have a boyfriend as long as she doesn't have a repeat of what she and Gaston were doing." Cora said trying to mediate the confrontation.

"Perhaps I didn't make myself clear." I cleared my throat contemptuously. "She is not allowed to have a boyfriend. She is my daughter, and I have a say in whether she can or cannot date!"

Belle just chuckles and shakes her head.

"You think this is a joke Belle?"

"What, I didn't say anything."

"You just broke up with Gaston, now you're with someone else? This boy could just be taking advantage of your vulnerable state."

"I'm not vulnerable! I asked Will for his phone number."

"Oh I see, then you're just trying to get back at Gaston for what he did." I said before turning to my wife. "What a spiteful child we raised Cora."

Belle stood from her seat furiously. "You know what, fuck you!" She spat pointing at me. "You don't get to decide what's best for me like I'm a child!"

I stood up with just as much fury as her. "YOU ARE A CHILD! YOU'RE MY DAUGHTER! And you're going to break up with this boy or I'll break his neck!"

"Rumple that's enough!" Cora screamed. "Belle go to your room!" She huffs before leaving. "What the hell's gotton into you, you said you wanted to make her feel better and now you're yelling at her? What the hell is going on?"

"She shouldn't be dating anyone so soon. And you should be on my side anyway. Or have you forgotten that your 15 year old is on birth control."

"No I haven't forgot. But she doesn't need her father pushing her away either."

"I'm not pushing her away. I'm trying to make her understand."

"Perhaps you are, but that's not the right way to do it Rumple."

Now she's found companionship in another, real companionship. A teenager, or as she likes to call him, Will Scarlet. I always thought that my worst fear was being arrested and taken away from her for my crimes of child molestation, but that wasn't it. My worst fear was happening now. What I feared most was Belle leaving me and finding what she needed in the arms of another. And this Will Scarlet was of her own age. She would forget about me soon. Call what we had a fling or a misunderstanding. I couldn't let that happen, not while I was still in love with her.

The rain started after Cora left for work. The storm blew in from out of nowhere and brought heavy rains, strong winds and loud crashes of thunder and lightning, the typical making of a thunderstorm. The climate in Maine always causes them to be powerful and foggy. It took me back to when Belle was a little girl. She would always crawl into bed with me and her mother to ease her fright of the aggressive storms. I laid in my bed looking at the empty spot next to me, wishing it was filled with her presence. I groaned in my pillow, I shouldn't have yelled at her at dinner. Cora was probably right, perhaps I was pushing her away. I left my bed to go apologize to her so I could show her I can be the man she wants. When I made it upstairs to her room, the door was closed, it was only a little pass nine o'clock, she couldn't be sleep already. I placed my ear to her door to find out. When I did I hear muffled talking. She was on the phone. Probably with the teenager Will Scarlet. My curiosity and jealousy outweighed my judgment. I slowly unhinged her door just enough to peek inside without her noticing. Belle was lying on her back with the phone to her ear, her eyes closed and I let my vision drift down her visible body. Belle's other hand was touching herself under her gown. I quickly realized she was having phone sex. How long would it be before she actually gives him a taste?

Belle was doing her little girly high-pitch moaning and I would be lying if I didn't say it turned me on that she was being unknowingly watched by her father while she played with herself.

"Mmmm tell me more about what you wanna do to me." Belle murmured seductively to the idiot on the phone. In my mind she was talking to me. I want to do everything to you Belle. I want to taste my daughter's pussy so bad. I wanna eat you out until you beg daddy to stop.

"I want all of that, you're making me so wet." She moaned over the phone. I touched myself through my trousers when I felt my cock become erect as I continue to watch her. Don't stop touching yourself little one. Let daddy keep watching you play with yourself.

"Oh fuck Will. You're making me want you so bad." I want you too Belle, more then you could ever know. I pull my hard erection from my pants and began touching myself too. I want my little girl's tight little cunt wrapped around my cock. I wanna slip in and out of you while you beg daddy to let you come.

Belle starts moaning unmindfully causing my cock to throb and precum to seep into my hand. I was pulling my whole length while watching her tiny fingers stimulate herself. Come for your father Belle. Come while I'm still inside you.

"Oh fuck, Will I'm so close. Keep talking to me daddy. Tell me what you want me to do." No. What the fuck? That was our word. I couldn't even finish myself off when I heard her call that teenager daddy. I was so angry that she would do that. My blood began to boil. I place my pliant erection back into my pants and left before I could do something I would regret. She didn't want me anymore. She wanted this Will Scarlet. This teenager, who won my daughter's heart, was now taking my place and she was even calling him daddy. I remember what Cora's said to me, don't push her away and that's what I did. I pushed her into this boy's arms. I just had to accept that I've hurt her too bad and she wanted to be with this teenager.

xox0xox

I stood in the mirror of my en suite. I didn't recognize the man I became. My reflection stared back at me, just as broken as I was. "Oh Belle, what am I going to do?" It's your fault. "What are you talking about, 'my fault'?" I asked the reflection of myself in the mirror. You pushed her, and when she didn't leave, you pushed harder. You were her father. You had her love, you had everything, but you still pushed. You Drove Her Away. And now she's gone. She's gone forever. My realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Belle's not coming back and it's my fault. I lost my little girl. I left my en suite for my bedroom. Maybe I could sleep my life away.

"Belle? What- what are you doing here?" I asked walking out of the en suite of my bedroom. She was sitting on my bed wearing a sympathetic expression.

"I thought we should talk about what happen at dinner."

"I was going to go upstairs to apologize, but your door was closed." I said walking over to sit beside her on my bed. "Look Belle, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have been so possessive."

"I get why you were."

"You do?"

"I know you still love me."

"I'll always love you." I genuinely told her.

"And some part of me will always love you too, but I need to be away from you. Will's good for me, do you want to know what he did?"

"I'm not sure if I want to know, but tell me."

"He chose me, in front of the whole school, in front of his ex, he chose me. He made me feel valuable."

"And I failed to do that because I couldn't let go of the fears of losing my integrity."

"You do have a nasty habit of self-preservation, but you could of let me in. I wouldn't have let anything happen to you or our family. We could of figured something out that didn't have to ruin your reputation. But you lied to me, you said you were going to try, but you didn't."

"I know. That's why Will deserves you Belle. I'm sorry for pushing you away."

"Rumple I just wanted to be yours. In the dark and in the light.

We both fell silent for a moment. I sighed thinking of how I let everything slip through my fingers so easily. Then a hand was placed on top of mine, Belle's hand. I looked up to her, I knew she saw the distress in my eyes. She gave me a soft smile before leaning in to kiss me. I didn't lean in with her. I didn't understand what was happening, but I kissed her back nonetheless. Her lips were still soft and she even granted me access to dip my tongue in her mouth. I kissed her with intense passion due to the destitute feeling I experienced with the loss of my little girl. I gently laid her back onto my bed, moving the fallen strands of hair from her beautiful face.

"Are you sure this is what you want Belle?"

She nodded her answer.

I didn't hesitate this time. I slid her gown over her head and tossed it to the floor. My daughter was beautiful laying there next to me. Her woman's body finally here as I looked down upon her. Her breast had grown, although still small they were perfect for her. Her stomach was flat and her waist was so little, and it only accentuated her hips giving her the body of an hourglass.

"My little girl has finally grown up." I said gazing over her body.

"So I'm still your little girl?" Belle asked with a coy smile.

"You'll always be."

I ran my hands down the length of her body. She was so soft, so delicate. I kissed and tasted the nape of her naval before trailing down my tongue her mid-drift to the spot I've only tasted in my dreams for over a month. I flicked her little bud with my tongue, taking her clit in with my lips, moaning her name against her mound until her hips jerked uncontrollably. It was exhilarating being back between her legs. I ate her pussy without any decency and she began screaming my name. Her legs even began to tremble, although it didn't make a difference, I wasn't going to stop. I wanted her pussy to be soaking wet for what I had in store for her. I was going to fuck Belle like the woman she had become.

"Roll over little one. Up on your knees." I said before grabbing a condom from my nightstand.

Belle was on all fours and I admired the view I had from behind her, I slipped a finger through her dripping heat and bow her head to rest on a pillow. Her backside was in the air when I mounted her, teasing her only with the tip of my cock before slamming into her cunt, our flesh slapping together, sounding out our contact. Belle falls forward on her belly with me on top of her, still inside her. It may have surprised her, but to me she felt amazing. I could have came inside her little pussy right then, especially when she began squirming around beneath me. I exhaled a breath and bit the flesh of her shoulder. My cock painfully twitches inside her, begging me to release my seed, but I wasn't ready. Not when I had all night to take my time with her.

"Daddy's not done yet sweetheart. Back on your knees." I said helping her back on all fours. "Belle I think I need to explain something to you." I whispered in her ear slowly rocking in and out of her as she moaned her arousal. "You know I want you. And I know you want me. And I know we both know what we're doing is not right, but let me make it feel right."

"Oh fuck, I don't care if it's wrong. I want it just as bad as you."

"Good girl." I whispered before kissing the crease of her neck. "Because daddy's not going to hold back anymore."

"Don't daddy, don't hold back."

And I didn't. I picked up my pace, snapping my hips into hers. She cried out when she felt me deep inside her. I watched her from behind reaching for my sheets, gripping them with all her might, trying her best to find something that would relieve her tension. Belle begins moaning unmindfully, biting the pillow to quiet her whimpers as I thrust my length balls deep within her.

"Don't run from daddy Belle." I rasped holding her hips steady so she couldn't get away.

"I'm trying." She whimpered. "You're just so fucking big."

"You can handle it. You're a big girl now."

I bent down over her so I could reach even deeper inside her. I gently grabbed her by her jawline, lifting her head up. So Belle could watch herself in my full length mirror and know she was being fuck by her father, so the next time she thinks of Will when she plays with herself, I'll be somewhere in the back of her mind. While Belle's head was tilted up I placed open mouth kisses along her neck down to her shoulders, bringing her more sensations in her bliss.

"Daddy I'm so close. I wanna come for you so bad."

"Beg for it Belle. Beg daddy to let you come." I murmured spreading open her ass cheeks so I could watch myself disappear fully inside her tight pussy.

"Please daddy Please!"

My little girl wanted to come so bad, I could feel Belle's inner walls tightening around me. It sent ragged groans and swear words spewing from my lips. I took hold of her waist once more keeping her steady as I drilled into her tiny pussy, reaching my peak.

"Come for daddy Belle."

I felt her orgasm clench around my cock. I came too, still inside her, spilling my seed into her. Belle falls forward on her stomach again, only this time, completely sated and spent. I sat back against my headboard, exhausted trying to catch my breath and return back down to earth.

"Come here babygirl." I muttered pulling her up to me until she was lying on my chest with my arm around her. I pull my covers up and over us so she wouldn't be cold. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No that was so good. I think I like that position."

"We can do others too." I told her letting my hand caress her warm body. "We can do anything you want Belle."

She sits up before gazing into my eyes. "Rumple this was sort of a onetime thing."

"What? But I thought-"

"I forgave you?"

I nodded.

"No I just needed to get that out of my system. I can't have this weird daddy obsession while I'm with Will. He and I are the same age. And it's not fair to Will to call him daddy just because I'm thinking of you." She kisses me on the cheek before getting out of my bed and putting her gown back on.

"No, wait!" I exclaimed just before she twisted the door knob to leave. Belle wearily turns back to me. "How am I suppose to just go back to being your father? After all we've done, all we've shared. How is that even possible for me to do?"

"You were my father before all this, you're just gonna have to try." Belle said opening the door. "See ya later dad." She said before leaving me in my bed dumbstruck, aroused, and alone. When the door closed behind Belle, it felt like I lost everything. I felt worthless. I wished she would come back, but I knew she wouldn't. So tonight, I would cry for her, what else could I do?