Chapter 3
Julliet's POV
The sun woke me up. It was very early. As I walked to the corridor of our house, I heard June crying. I ran to her room.
"Are you ok?" I asked her.
"No…." she sobbed. "Gaston is going to propose to Belle". She started weeping again.
"What? How do you know?"
"Jullianne went to get bread and the baker told her. Gaston wants us all at noon in front of Belle's house. He wants a shotgun-wedding" she cried loudly.
"That's so wrong!"
"I know" she said still crying.
I needed to warn Belle. I went to room and changed. Leaving the house I took a turn and went the bakery. I bought bread for Belle so that I can have an excuse to have breakfast with her. Belle's house seem quiet this morning.
"Good morning" Belle said as she opened the door.
"Hi, sorry to surprise you like this. Thought you might want some fresh bread for your breakfast. Now that your father's gone and all."
"That's very nice of you, thanks" she said and took the basket.
"Well, I also have something to tell you."
"Oh… come in. Sit over there" she said and signaled a chair next to a wooden table. "Is it about yesterday? Because I was thinking about that…"
"Um, well that too. But, listen" I said as I sat down. She sat down across from me. "You may not like this, but I heard Gaston is planning to come here by noon and propose to you."
"Propose? Marriage?" she asked curiosly.
"Yes." I said
"Ugh, he is so full of himself! Who does he think he is?"
"Ruler of France probably…" I said. We both laughed. "I can't stand him either."
"Really? But you and your sisters seem so into him"
"Well they are. Actually, now that we are in the topic. The reason, well… one of the reasons I don't like Gaston is… that I like girls. I am… attracted to girls." I looked at Belle. She was silent and raised one of her eyebrows. I couldn't figure out her expression, she just looked at me.
"That's … interesting" she said. "Have you… um, being with a girl before?"
"Well, not exactly. I kissed one before." Thoughts of Mary Ann flooded my mind. I still missed her. We had a strong friendship that turned to love. Love that had to end. My eyes watered.
"Are you ok?" Belle asked concerned.
"Yes, I'm sorry. Let me tell you. There was this girl, Mary Ann. Did you knew her?"
"I heard about her. Was she the one that lived with the widow?"
"Yes."
"She and I became friends, very good friends. I confided in her, she trusted me. One day we were in my room and, I remember, she looked so beautiful that day. She had this blue dress that hugged her figure very well. Her smile was very bright. I just couldn't help but stare at her. And like she read my mind, came closer and started kissing me. At first, I was confused, but the touch of her lips. Her toungue caressing mine. I was… in heaven."
Belle studied me carefully. Her expression hadn't changed. "But did you knew that you were attracted before she kissed you?"
"Actually, now that I think about it. No… but, when we kissed, it's like I had no doubts. I was a weird girl growing up. More tomboish compared to my sisters. I didn't give any guy a break. Just wasn't interested enough" I said as I realized something new about myself. "Well, enough about me. What about you? When did your… animal… attraction started?" I felt weird uttering that question. Never thought I would have to.
"Hmm, I think it was when I was like 12. My father had this dog and…"
The bell rang and Belle stood up. I felt relieved because I wasn't sure if I really wanted to know her story.
"Belle, if it is Gaston I shouldn't be here. My sisters are probably wondering why I am not crying with them. Is there a back door?"
"Yes follow me" Belle lead me to a door and I escaped quietly. Half the town was in front of Belle's house. There was some decorating and a cake. Gaston went to so much trouble for this. I joined my sisters. They were sad.
"Where were you?" said Jullianne.
"Don't worry. I was trying to convince Belle not to marry Gaston."
"I am proud of you, sis" she said.
Gaston went inside Belle's house.
Next chapter: Gaston and Belle's Maybe wedding?