That evening at the Violin recital, Carmelita sat close to Klaus. Really close. Klaus found it uncomfortable, but slid away from her and bumped into Bell. Klaus turned his head away from Carmelita and looked at Bell, blushing at the closeness. Carmelita slid her hand over his, but Klaus removed it to play some kind of handgame with Bell. At the end, Bell had fallen asleep on Klaus's shoulder, and he had to gently wake her to tell her it was over. Carmelita stood up and fakely fell down as she watched the sicking scene of Klaus putting his arms around Bell to hug her. "Ow! My Ankle!" Carmelita screeched, and Klaus quickly looked at her, but an older boy was coming to help her. Klaus turned and smiled to Bell, as they both walked out. Carmelita growled under her breath as the boy picked her up. She whipped around. "I'M FINE!"
Later that night, Bell and Klaus were finding it rather hard to sleep. It was particularly cold outside, and their thin blankets only made them shiver more. Bell and Klaus both sat up, and Klaus shuffled over to Bell. He smiled as she draped her Blanket around his shoulders. He shyly opened his arms, and let the girl into them, her head nestling on his shoulder. Her skin was ice cold. "You're freezing!" Klaus said, quietly as he rubbed her shoulders. Bell smiled, and sat up. She told him to lay down and she'd watch over him. Klaus shook his head. Bell leaned forward, and kissed his cheek. Klaus blushed and laid down. She covered him up, and Klaus soon drifted of to sleep.
"Get me Frinche! Now!" Carmelita screamed at the girls that were her friends, but seriously dreading any contact at all with knowing her. Bell was dragged to Carmelita's hideout, and her hands were bound to a metal pole. "Do you like Mr.Baudelaire?" Carmelita said, as Bell screeched from getting ropeburn. "N-no!" Bell lied. "I know you do. Stay away from him. Forever." Carmelita said, glaring at the red rope burns on Bell's wrists. After some torture and teasing, they let Bell out. She walked towards the Cafeteria as if it'd all been a dream.
Klaus finally spotted Bell sitting in a corner, eating by herself. He smiled at Isadora, and bounded off to sit with Bell. Bell looked up at him, and started to smile. But, she caught Carmelita giving her the death look and she quickly looked down at her food. "Bell?" He asked, as he spotted the red wounds on her wrists. He put his tray down and took his hands in hers, inspecting the wounds thoroughly. "Bell..Who did this to you?" Klaus asked, in concerned tone. Bell wanted to jump up and scream Carmelita, but she couldn't. She shook her head. "I did it on accident." She said, and then walked out of the cafeteria.
Klaus watched her, but went to go sit with Violet,Isadora, and Duncan. "Whats amatter with her wrists?" Violet asked, pushing her tray away."It looks like rope burn, and it looks like its not coincedental. It was done on purpose," Klaus said, softly. Isadora looked up from her notebook. "I made a couplet for Bell." Duncan smiled. "I made her a story." He then blushed, and Klaus looked at him. Suspiciously, he was smiling at the mention of Bell's name. "Do you like her, Duncan?" Duncans eyes lit up slowly. "N-no..Where'd you ever get that idea?" Duncan said, blushing furiously. Klaus looked at him. 'Well, She's mine.' Duncan glared at him, and then got up to chase after Bell. Klaus dashed out after him.
Bell hid in the Library. Her wrists were aching, and she heard somebody come in. "Hello?" She knew that voice."Duncan..I'm over here," She said quietly, as Duncan turned the corner. Duncan smiled weakly, and looked at her wrists.. He brought out a wet towlette and began to slowly rub them. "Who did this to you?" Duncan asked, looking deep into her eyes. "Carmelita.." She said, softly as she pulled her hands out of his and stepped closer to rest against his chest. Duncan blushed wildly as she did so, but he wrapped his arms around her. He looked down at her, and pressed his lips slowly against hers. Bell turned, and spotted a broken Klaus, in the middle of the Aisle. He walked out slowly as Duncan let her go.
Carmelita watched from a corner. This is all going as planned! she thought wickedly as She walked up to Klaus. She put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, and smiled. "I saw what happened..I'm so very sorry.." She said, cooing to him. Klaus looked up at her, and thats when Carmelita pressed her lips against his. Klaus felt like gagging. She was trying to force him to kiss her. He remembered when he used to think Carmelita actually looked pretty. Now she was an ugly beast. He remembered his Bell. Duncans Bell. Klaus finally pulled away, coughing. Carmelita looked at him and squealed. "I knew you always loved me! 'Cause im just the prettiest,nicest girl in Prufrock Prep!" She said, flouncing off. Klaus was left to himself and his thoughts. Not to mention his shattered heart.
Bell looked at Duncan. "I sincerely don't love you." She said, as she pushed him away. "You are like my brother.." She said, backing away to go get Klaus and apologse. She turned the corner and saw him kissing Carmelita. His hand was in hers and he wasn't giving any struggle. Bell sat against the back wall where no one could see her, and covered her eyes. She remembered that she wasn't going to cry..But she did. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she sobbed. No one noticed her and no one heard her. Bell imagined what Klaus was doing now. Kissing his girlfriend Carmelita more? Making fun of her? Bell closed her eyes, and drifted off into a world of dreams..Dreams of no return.
(It looks like Klaus's shot with Bell is over..But, Don't put up the 'Bell+Klaus Nothing'signs YET. Carmelita is going to get it, thats for sure. Please, Review, Pleaseee! Because, 'I'm just the prettiest,Nicest, neatest, girl in Pru-..FFN!' I will explain her dreams in later chapters. I was severly tired when writing this chapter, and a bit dehydrated. So, Yes. It is a lovely chapter and by far my favorite. More to come. 3, The Writer of this fanfiction who is truly insane and loves Klaus. o.o 3)
