Chapter Fifteen

Calling Master

(Rose POV)

"Owwwwwww! Let me go, it hurts!"

My side was bleeding again because of Beast, his claws reopening it when he grabbed my waist and the Beast was in rage because I wouldn't obey him.

The beast was growling when I tried once more to run away by yelling at him, except this time my yelling didn't work. He looked at me once more with those blue eyes and then he stopped growling and looked me in the eyes. Part of him showing guilt when he saw my new tears. I turned my head so I wouldn't have to look at him, then he whispered into my ear.

"While you are in my castle you will call me Master and nothing else. Do I make myself clear Rose?"

I refused to answer him but when I felt his grip on my arm and waist harden I nodded. He then growled for some unknown reason.

"I didn't quite understand that nod Rose, now I'll ask again. Do I make myself clear ROSE?"

I cleared my throat, and said,

"Yes…Master."

He let go of my arm and released my waist then told me to follow him.

"Your wound is opened up again; you need to get your side bandaged. Okay Rose?" I stared at the dungeon surroundings, anywhere else was better than looking at him.

When I didn't answer his question for a while, I could feel him look at me. Not with rage but with guilt and sorrow.

Why does he look at me like that? He is the one who caused my arm to reopen, so why do I feel sad as well? There is one thing that I can see behind all his rage, its sadness and loneliness. I wish I could at least know where my father was a, then it wouldn't make staying here so bad. And at least it would be one less thing to worry about.

'Father'

That was the one reason I came in the woods, was to find my father. That was how it all started, looking for my father, back when everything was normal and I was with Calostire. Now those days are just a memory, and great happy memory.

Master and I finally reached the room where he first bandaged my arm.

"Sit here and Mrs. Potts will be here to assist you"

He pointed to the couch, where I first got my side bandaged, with a clawed hand. So I sat and clenched my side when I felt the arm of the chair rub against it.

"Master. . .may I read while I wait?"

I asked as I saw the books on the shelves above the fire place. Even after all that had happened, I just couldn't resist reading. He frowned at first but then smirked one of his toothy grins.

"Yes, you may read while you wait. You are allowed to read whatever you please."

I was surprised by his sudden response and tone, suspecting he would yell at me and refuse me to read let alone touch anything. But I smiled at him the way I smiled at Calostire when I first met him

"Thank you Master"

He nodded and left the room, his cloak rustling as he quickly left.

Mrs. Potts came a little later with the bandages. She asked how it reopened again, but I told her that I didn't want to talk about it right now. But ever since I was in the dungeon, I've had this question on my mind.

"Umm, Mrs. Potts, I have question to ask you."

She looked up at me and said,

"What is it dear?"

I winced as the coat holder was tying a new warm bandage around my side and waist; I shrugged it off and asked,

"Why is your Master the way he is? How did you all get turned into this? And why-."

I was cut off when Mrs. Potts started laughing.

"Slow down dear, all of your question will be answered, but I'm afraid I can't answer them."

She then stopped and called for Lumiere and Cogsworth. I smiled at them as they walked in. The last time I saw them I was leaving the castle.

"Lumiere, Cogsworth I would like you to assist Rose with her questions. I am afraid I can't because of the kitchen massacre with Monsieur Le Fae De Cronte. He was trying to cook a flambeau when some of the silver wear made it droop. So now Le Fae is throwing his pots and pans at them and even tempted to throw a few into his oven."

Lumiere made his ravishing smile. "But of course Mrs. Potts, I will gladly answer Roses questions"

He then looked at me and gave me the same smile. Cogsworth, on the other hand was not pleased that Lumiere was there in the same room with him.

"I wouldn't count on you Lumiere," He said in a sarcastic voice,

"You wouldn't even be able to answer even one of her questions. And if you answer question like you light candles, then I must say she will be aghast and disappointed."

The candelabra turned to the clock,

"And why would you say that you pompous, overchubbed, ticking piece of wood?"

The two took a while insulting each other. Lumiere and Cogsworth then got into a fight about who could answer my questions and who couldn't, when finally Mrs. Potts yelled at them to stop and they obeyed, I guess it was because her being a mother so long. Given that authority tone. She looked at me and in an apologetic look.

"There you go Rose; if you need anything else ask these two and if they give you any trouble just threaten to go and get me."

I giggled and nodded. All of the little tea cups that helped Mrs. Potts serve tea, turned and left along with her. But her little boy, whom I just met, stayed behind.

Chip, Mrs. Potts little boy, looked at Lumiere and Cogsworth. He was still laughing because the two were now silently yelling at each other. Then he turned to me and asked, "Rose how come you always are hurt and getting bandages?"

I looked at the little boy. He knew nothing of how cruel Master could be, and he shouldn't. Even though Master hurt me, I couldn't see him hurting little Chip.

"I'm such a klutz sometimes Chip. That's why. Ill fall or trip almost everywhere! You should see because-

"Rose then why are there always claw marks on you? Falling doesn't do that…Also, you're always crying. Master is always with you whenever you're hurt. Did he do that to you?"

What could I tell him? I didn't want him to be afraid of Master they way I was. He was too young and did deserve the fear that I had to go through.

"No Chip, Master…he…it's just an accident. Ok?"

Chip nodded, although I could tell that he still didn't believe me. It's something about children where they can always notice things that would make them curious, but would repulse them if they knew the truth.

Lumiere and Cogsworth had now moved their argument out of the Resting Room, and into the hallway, where once again their voices rang.

"I'll talk to you later Chip!" I yelled as I ran off to Lumiere and Cogsworth before the tears came back.

This is going to be a long day, a long day indeed.