Chapter Eleven
Pain and Questions
(Rose POV)
My side was still bleeding and it hurt very much, but I didn't want to go near Beast. I had named him that since I didn't want to call him 'Master'.
Mrs. Potts came in with the bandages Beast asked, he grabbed it and came close to me, but I scuttled away. Being near him was the last place I want to be.
He asked, "Rose, please let me look at your wound."
I didn't move, I didn't know whether or not to trust him. He growled this time, clearly becoming angry, and yelled,
"ROSE! Get over here NOW! And let me look at your side!"
I slowly and hesitantly came closer and seated myself next to him. He carefully ripped the remaining cloth from the dress that dangled from my side so he could see the whole cut, and carefully dabbed the bandage on my side. I wanted to yell because the pain was coming back, but all I let out was a few tears slid down my face. I knew that he could see me crying but I didn't care.
Once he finished Bandaging my side I sat still for a few moments going over all that had happened that very day, while Beast was ushering everyone out of the room. I had eaten some of the fruit that Cogsworth had brought, and then ate the bread slowly. The whole time I could feel Beast's eyes watching my every move, almost as if trying to wait and see what my reactions to everything would be.
As I pondered over my thoughts once more the one thing I don't remember doing was telling Beast my name and yet he has said it several times. I kept staring at the floor thinking, but after a while I asked,
"How do you know my name? I never told you."
I could see him frown out of the corner of my eye, but he said,
"The servants told me your name"
I had a feeling he was lying.
"But, in the woods I heard you say it, so none of the servants had the chance to talk to you because I never went to the castle before! How do you know my name!?"
He growled, clearly not liking where I was going with this.
"I…I do not owe and explanation to you. Right now the only thing you should be worried about is that cut on your side!" He growled as he sat down on the couch again, tired looking.
I knew that he was becoming angry; so I looked away and just pushed the question to the back of my head for later.
After a few minutes of silence, I could feel tiredness was coming back and I fell asleep next to Beast and ended up on Beast's shoulder on the couch, the blazing fire making me warm. Along with Beasts fur.