this story of mine has been recently been updated again and now has been proof read and edited by my great friend, who is also on here Rebekkalee Mouri-Hibiki. She's great and very helpful, i owe her so much. Enjoy chapter 2 x
Chapter 2 – Taken away.
The wind blew heavily outside Belle's window, the rain slapping against them as the winds picked up outside. Lightning struck frightfully sending bolts across her window frame as doors in the unknown atmosphere began to creak in the background. They echoed through the halls as they swung back and forth. She began to hear whispers in her ears, deadly ones calling to Belle. "Over here," the whisper spoke as it tried to catch her attention. She thrashed her head in agony as she tried to stop the pain that banged across her forehead.
The baby kicked inside of her, trying to wake her up from her slumber curse. Over the two weeks she had been away from Rumplestiltskin, her dreams had gotten worse and more frightful than she could ever imagine. The wind grew heaver outside, and she awakened suddenly, gasping for air as she felt her baby kicking inside of her. Belle gasped for air as she opened her eyes in a heap of fright, looking around to find herself in a cold dark room.
Belle looked left to right, trying to make out what was haunting her. The pitch black room was empty and there was no breath except her own. She shook immensely as she looked around the room. Her eyes took in the dark atmosphere that surrounded her, was utter darkness as no light shone into the very room. "Hello," Belle whispered quietly, hearing her own voice echo throughout the room. "Is anyone there?" Belle shouted once again quietly, as it again echoed throughout the room.
She could hear laughter in the distance, she twisted her head quickly following it. "Hehe," it sniggered as it laughed darkly at her. "I found you deary." His voice was high above her, his fingers darting towards her from where he hung on the ceiling.
Belle looked to him, her expression changing to shock. She looked at him again, making her jump from her very bed. She circled her body off the bed, running around to the bed post and holding it tightly it to her chest. The imp that rested his form on the high ceiling above her looked down, his bewitching eyes evilly lighting on her stomach.
"You!" Belle spoke breathlessly. She pointed to him as a warning for him not come closer when she coughed. "You... you were locked away," She stuttered at him, trying to remain calm.
Belle now looked to her stomach, rubbing the fear away from her stomach as she tried to calm her baby. She felt her body tremble in fright, the feeling distressing her baby the more it slowly took her over. Belle drew her finger up to the imp who stood above her. He was laughing like nothing happened she couldn't help but feel anger towards him.
"What do you want?" She shouted, still fighting to keep her composure. She watched him fall to floor as he landed face down to the floor, one knee beneath him.
He faced Belle, looking evil as he made a tut noise with his teeth. His eyes roamed over her stomach as he started examining her body. "You deary, are not forgiven, as you can see..." He said. He raised himself from the floor, guiding himself over to her and placing both of his scaly fingers across onto her delicate shoulders.
He grasped her frame tightly within his scaly wounded fingers. "I warned you deary. I told you that everything comes with a price yet," He pushed his face closer to hers. "You didn't listen to me."
He spoke harshly as he shook her, trying to make her see the wrong she did. "I'm locked away... still in my rotting grave you call a cave, yet..." He moved his hand away from her shoulder, gnarling his index finger to her face. "Somehow I can still appear in your dreams." He said evilly, bringing his pointed finger to her shoulder before prodding her painfully into her clavicle.
Belle rubbed her shoulder when he shook her head in disbelief. She began to cry fearfully, noticing the man standing before her was not the man she once loved and sacrificed everything for, including her freedom. She pushed him away, breaking the contact between them. He instantly fell to the floor landing forcefully onto his rear.
He brought his body up into a leaning position, bringing his legs up before looking up to her. He gnarled his finger up at her once up again. "You dearie, have some guts in your stomach, pushing me down like that." He spoke harshly, now giving her evil daring eyes as he licked his lips in anticipation, now looking like he was excited.
Rumplestiltskin reached up, placing his palms onto his knees. He looked at his Belle in hunger, his dark self wanted to be free from his desperation. He knew the woman before him was carrying his child but this was different. His dark self wanted to take control of her body and ravish her like she was a piece of fruit, dying to be peeled from the skin.
Belle began to notice something weird, and something that she had not seen on his features before. Her eyes darted to him, carefully watching him on the floor when he disappeared before her eyes. "Rumplestiltskin!" She shouted, shocked by the quick disappearance. She moved slowly away from the bed post, placing one foot in front of the other. "Where are you?" Belle shouted again. Suddenly, arms grabbed her from behind, spinning her around before pulling her down to the hard concrete floor. She landed on her back, hissing in pain.
Belle didn't attempt to open her eyes, now in too much pain to move her body from the floor. She suddenly felt a hand roam up slowly over her body, caressing each part of her covered skin under the silk fabric she had wrapped around her. She breathed heavily on the floor, now panting with fright.
"Why are you doing this?" She questioned him. As he now appeared in front of her face, his body was now resting on top of hers, using his hands to balance over her.
"I'm doing exactly what you love me doing, Belle." He grinned before wickedly placing his lips onto hers. She moaned from his forceful push against her bruised lips. "Hmmmm...wh...at.. Are you doing?" Belle said breathlessly, breaking away from his forceful kiss as she tried to push him away from her.
Rumplestiltskin looked at her with greed. He knew she missed his lips but this was different, very different indeed. He pushed his face forward to Belle, pressing his lips nearly back on hers as he spoke darkly to her. "You are my p.r.e.c.i.o.u.s, which spells." He smiled wickedly and sarcastically as he spelled each individual letter to her as if he were asking her what it spelled. "Precious," She said as she instantly backed him away from her, making a small gap between their bodies. "I'm not yours anymore Rumplestiltskin," She said darkly to him, giving him an evil glare as she suddenly felt his dark cold breath upon her skin again. This gave her chills down her spine that she had not had in a very long time.
He breathed coldly against her neck, then to her ear before whispering un-heartlessly to her. "Don't deny me my precious Belle, you belong to me and so does that baby of ours!" He spat into her ear then pushed his body closer to her stomach.
"I don't belong to you!" Belle shouted at his face. "This baby of ours is not yours to keep. It's mine! You are not touching it."
Rumplestiltskin removed his hands away from Belle's head forcefully, moving them quickly to her stomach. He brought his hand over it, relaxing 2 inches away from her swollen stomach. Purple smoke appeared into his palm instantly "You will see about that Belle." He said harshly, now pushing his palm onto her stomach.
"Neither of us will see this baby! Not if it's gone," He said cruelly. Belle tried to push him off her, grabbing his wrist to try to pull away his evil magic from his stomach. "GET OFF ME! YOU BASTARD!" Belle shouted. His evil looked turned to one of pain as she brought her knee up sharply into his groin. She placed her both hands together, praying to get away. Suddenly, a bright light shone before her eyes.
Belle squinted her eyes at the brightness before shutting them completely. "Please take me away." She pleaded to the light. The orb of light came slowly over to Belle then it shined brighter over her face. She disappeared with the delicate orb's glow. "Thank you." She whispered.
"Noooooo! Don't kill me, it's mine! "Belle woke up screaming. She sprang up from her frightful nightmare and wiped her head as her body trembled in fear. Belle heard the clicking of hurried footsteps and she looked in fear but drew a sigh of relief noticing it was Charming walking quickly to her.
"Oh my word Belle, you're awake." He said in relief before noticing her face and body were dripping wet with sweat. "Belle, what happened?" Charming's concern was evident as he eyed her from head to toe. "Are you in any condition to talk about it? "
Belle looked at Charming, exhausted and frightened from the nightmare she just had. "Why in heavens blaze was Rumplestiltskin trying to kill our little one? Why was he in my dreams?" She questioned herself as she looked at Charming with confusion in eyes as she searched her mind for answers.
Charming sat beside her, stroking her back giving her comfort. "It's okay Belle. Calm down, you're safe. Rumplestiltskin can't hurt you anymore," He said calmly, comforting her.
"He's locked up for good, don't worry about him." He said bravely, but this made Belle give him evil eyes.
"What do you mean, don't worry!" She blinked in disbelief at what he just said. "He's my partner. Of course I'm going to worry." She quietly shouted. She heard a quiet knock at the wooden door and turned her focus to the woman who stood now across the room.
"Hello," Snow said softly after she appeared in the wooden door frame. Her hair dangled above her shoulders like soft feathers flowing down to her chest that hung to her skin softly. She was indeed the fairest of them all, including the kindest woman you could ever be taken in by. A concerned look appeared on her Snow's face when she looked at Charming then back to Belle, who sat there confused. "Is she okay Charming?" she asked as she rushed over to his side and placed her hand onto his shoulder as she looked over it to Belle.
Charming grabbed Snow's hand and placed his lips to her skin, kissing it delicately. "She's fine Snow." He said, raising his eyes to Snow's face. "She just woke from a horrible nightmare of Rumplestiltskin nearly killing her baby."
Snows soft expression quickly changed to shock now hearing Belle's torturous nightmare. She couldn't believe it. "What! How could he nearly? Oh my goodness Belle," Snow moved around Charming and sat herself in front of Belle.
She grabbed her hand tightly and looked into Belle's pain filled eyes. "How did you get to dream of something like that?" Snow was shocked and began rubbing her hand over Belle's to comfort her. The action just made Belle more upset.
Tears began to fill in her eyes for she didn't want all of what she had dreamed to come true. She shook her head back and forth in front of Snow and Charming. She was so scared to admit she was frightened but she knew they could see it all over her face. She began to shake it more, unsure of what to say or do.
"Belle, calm down. You'll be safe, I promise." Snow said again calmly. Snow lifted her hands in front of her, holding her palms up to Belle. "Belle, place your hands to mine." Snow asked, smiling to her with happiness. "Let me see your memories of your time with Rumplestiltskin, this should ease your painful mind." Snow said quietly to Belle, like a whisper in the faint air.
Belle placed her hands on Snow's, closing her eyes as she watched Snow do the same. "Now let's see what's happening." Snow quickly said. Snow breathed in slowly, taking deep breathes before she was transported into Belle's mind, watching her past with Rumple. Bright light appeared in Snow's closed eyes, seeing Belle and Rumplestiltskin together having dinner when it faded.
The past part 2
it was a quiet, peaceful evening as candles flickered into the dining room giving it some warmth in the cold castle. Belle sat across the table from him as she eyed her food in sickness. It was not like her to turn her nose up at what was set before her. Belle smelled the food before her, her stomach clenching in pain. She turned quickly, putting her hand to mouth to hold back the sick in her throat.
She began to heave a little and she noticed him looking to her worriedly. He twisted his body to the side, eying her. "Are you okay, dearie?" He sounded worried as he placed his fork down onto the table. "This is not like you to turn your nose up at your favourite plate "he said to her. After all, seasoned chicken, mashed potatoes and peas with gravy were her favorites.
Belle looked down to him, worry etching her features as the smell of the food before her made her sick. "What's up with me?" Belle asked herself before looking up to see him walking towards her. "Rumple." She said, quickly grabbing his hand tightly as she shook.
"My dear Belle, you're burning up!" He was shocked. He pulled his hand from hers, raising it to her forehead when he noticed the sweat between Belle's eyebrows.
Belle suddenly felt another sharp pain again in her stomach as she clenched in agony. The pain was excruciating to bear, unsure if she couldn't take anymore as the heat got to her. She reached out for him, bringing him closer to her face when she whispered silently. "Rumple, I need air!" Belle nearly shouted to him..
Belle quickly got up from her chair, putting her hands to his chest and pushed him aside in attempt to reach the window. Rumplestiltskin fell to the floor, falling bottom first as he quickly looked up to Belle. His eyes rose in horror noticing her head now hanging out the window watching Belle as she heaved her guts. "Belle," he quickly said, picking himself off the floor rushing over to her side placing his hand firmly onto her back rubbing gentle circles along her spine.
"What have you been eating?" he questioned as he pulled the strands of my hair that stuck in the corner of my mouth clearing her hair out the way.
Belle began to cough, raising her flushed face to feel the cool air hit it. It felt fantastic, like a sweet summer's breeze cooling the heat that was exploding inside her body. She picked herself up from the window to see Rumplestiltskin's perplexed expression. "Are you feeling better, dearie?" he said as his expression slowly changed to concern.
"I'm fine Rumple, really I am," She said softly to him. She coughed into her hand, trying to clear the back of her throat. It stung like thousands of needles piecing into her wind pipe from what had just happened. Belle looked back up at him, noticing his concerned eyes focusing on her. She watched his hand rise to his sleeve before pulling out a red silk handkerchief from his gold poet shirt.
She noticed as her eyes raised up in amazement, noticing the letter 'R' embroidered in gold on the fine red silk she was amazed. "Here, let me sort you out." He said willingly, closing the space between them.
She watched him slowly raise the handkerchief to the side of her mouth. Belle closed her eyes as she felt his fingers roaming over her cheek. It felt nice to her skin as he wiped it clean. "He never touched me like this before," She said to herself. She sighed sadly in shame feeling embarrassed by getting sick at the evening meal. "I didn't want him to see me doing that!" Belle shouted in her head, shaking it when she noticed his eyes still looking at her with concern.
Belle placed her hands up on to her face, knocking his hand away and shook her head in frustration. "I'm so sorry; I'm so embarrassed with myself," She whispered into her hands. "I've ruined a perfect evening." She cried again.
She felt his eyes roam over her as she stared at her hands, gasping when he touched them lightly. Belle parted her fingers apart a little noticing him smiling softly to her as he shook his head. "You did nothing wrong, dearie..." he said and pulled her hands down into his lap. He clasped them in his scaly fingers, keeping his cold hands warm in touch as he continued. "Don't feel embarrassed at all, you just had what was just a bad unfortunate stomach bug." He said as he lifted Belle's hands to his lips. Her eyes followed as her face blushed crimson red with love when he kissed her knuckles delicately.
"Now" he said, bringing her hands down back into his lap before circling his thumbs over her smooth skin. "Let's take you to bed, as you're sick. We don't want you to be ill forever you know." He spoke teasingly to her as Belle smiled back to him. Again she blushed and he noticed. "Are you blushing?" He chuckled. He looked surprised at her raising his eyebrows before twisting his face to hers "You're red, Belle. This is a first." He sounded amused by what he saw.
Belle looked away quickly, trying to regain her herself. She noticed his fingers in front of her face as he guided them under her chin to bring her blue eyes back to him. "Don't hide such beauty, Belle. You're beautiful when you blush." He said lovingly. "You're the first who's ever blushed in front of me and I love you for that, so much." He said to her, bringing her face closer to his, smelling her sweet of roses.
Belle began to feel dizzy "Rumple, I'm feeling." She says before she suddenly pitched forward into Rumplestiltskin's chest. "Whoa!" He said, quickly grabbing her waist and holding her tightly. He swung her around and brought her up swiftly, placing her arms around his neck. "Best get you to your room." He noticed her face was again popping up with sweat.
Rumplestiltskin guided himself out of the dining room and slowly through the empty cold corridor. He turned a left up to a pile of marble stairs that lead to the west side of his castle. He rushed up to their chambers, pausing when he heard a murmur escape from Belle's lips. He looked down at her as he continued to walk through the corridor and noticed she was still unconscious. "What's up with her?" he asked himself.
Rumplestiltskin stopped in front of his chamber room and turned the knob with his right hand before pushing it open with his foot. He walked in with a quickly, placing Belle down onto their four oak poster bed. He lifted her head to place the pillow under her urban curls. The bed was covered in the richest silk in all of fairytale world the silk, softer than any other kind known.
Rumplestiltskin placed his fingertips onto his beloved Belle conjuring purple magic from the tips of his fingers, her clothing changing into a fine silk pink nightdress. He smiled before her, gazing at his beloved Belle and noticed the silk nightdress exposed her beautiful shaped breasts. He stood over her, his smile disappearing as he noticed her face flushing up again with the illness inside of her. "What's going on my dear Belle?" He whispered to her quietly.
Belle lay their unconscious, unresponsive to his voice. She made a little moan as she tossed her head to side, rubbing it against her pillow. The sweat increased on Belle's forehead making Rumple very worried. He pulled his hands forward placing them over her body to examine her. He used his powers to look at her inside to see if anything was there but he stopped, his mind suddenly getting blocked. "What on earth?" he questioned to himself. He went back over her body again but something was stopping him. "This could be worse than I thought." He said worriedly.
Rumplestiltskin moved away from Belle's side, walking over to fetch a wooden bowl and a glass of water. He turned around and walked back when he heard Belle quietly call out his name. "Rumple." Belle said faintly. Rumple quickly rushed to her side with the water and bowl in his hands. "Belle, are you alright?" he asked worriedly. He grabbed her hand quickly and lifted her head off the pillow.
Belle looked to Rumple with blurred vision. She couldn't focus on him, and she was very tired and sick. She smiled slowly, closing her eyes again before falling asleep. "Belle?" Rumple slowly shook her in his arms. He tried to attempt to wake her up but nothing was worked. He decided to leave her to sleep. Maybe in the morning she would be better. He ripped some of his sleeve away dipping it into the bowl that he had filled with ice water.
He pulled the fabric out of the water before placing it firmly across Belle's forehead. Slowly, he noticed a reaction and he smiled in relief by the effect the water was taking on her flushed skin. "Thank heavens." He whispered. He pulled himself away from Belle's side, walking around the other side of the bed and sat down. He pulled off his boots and his poet shirt leaving him half nude when he climbed into bed besides Belle. He pulled the sheets up to his chest then he shifted to his side placing his arms over Belle's stomach, comforting as she slept. He closed his eyes and fell to sleep as he whispered. "Goodnight." Sweetly into her ear.
Snow quickly pulled away from Belle, looking into her eyes noticing sweat across her features, she didn't realize how deep she went into Belle's memories. "Belle, you okay?" Snow asked with concern, eying her for a response.
Belle looked even worse than before. She placed her hands to her head, feeling like a huge part of her brain had been messed about with. "I feel very light headed Snow." Belle said dizzily. She began to move side to side with dizziness that came over her. "Whoa," Charming quickly said, catching her before she fell of the side of the bed.
"Wow, Snow. I think you went deep on this one," He sounded very concerned. "She looks very pale, more than when she woke up."
Snow looked at Charming, her eyes frowning evilly at him. "I was only trying to help her out! I think someone or something is making her have the nightmares and I need to know how to stop them." Snow said firmly to him.
Snow watched Charming lift Belle from his chest sliding her back down inside the bed, easing her down slowly. Belle began to toss and turn, turning her body frantic like she was possessed. "What's happening?" Snow said with panic in her voice rising herself from the bed in a hurry. Charming looked to Belle noticing her expression was in pain her features scrunched up in agony. "The pain," Belle screamed. "It hurts, take it away." Belle continued to scream.
Snow and Charming both looked to each other before looking at Belle, when she began pulling at her nightgown. She was yanking away the fabric from her chest. "It hurts, why does it hurt?" Belle yelled out.
Charming placed his hands to Belle's nightdress to pull at the fabric trying to tear the top half apart to help her. Snow slapped his hands away. "No Charming, you're not touching another woman. I'll be doing that." Snow said in a demanding voice. "Pass me your knife Charming." She held her hand out to him to retrieve his knife.
He passed it to her, Snow using it to cut away the bodice of the nightdress. "MY GOD!" Snow and Charming shouted in unison, their voices echoing throughout the room. What appeared on Belle's chest was what was known as the deathly spot. They both looked at the black veins that covered her skin and all over her breasts. The veins pulsed painfully throughout Belle's body, her body arched uncontrollably as she screamed louder and louder throughout her bedchamber.
"Ah ha!" Snow raised her head quickly in thinking, trying to come up with a solution to stop the pain. She jumped away from the bed, moving over to the medicine cabinet. She quickly grabbed some unicorn dust and hurried back to Belle's bedside. She sprinkled some on her wound. "This should ease the pain for 9 hours Belle." Snow said as she tried to catch her breath.
The darkness on Belle's chest slowly faded a little, her pain slowly easing and Snow smiled at the reaction. Snow began to hear a faint whisper. "I want Rumplestiltskin." Belle said quietly. However, the blue barrier prevented anyone from releasing him, not even Snow White and Charming could.
"I'm sorry love, I can't get him out." Snow said as she looked to Charming with sadness and guilt.
Belle turned to her side crying heavily into the pillow. She covered up torn nightdress with her blanket, "Leave me alone please. I need peace," Belle said as she broke more down into tears.
Snow touched Belle's shoulder comforting her, and then raised herself from her bedside. She walked away with Charming, closing the door behind them quietly. "Goodnight Belle." Snow said.
Belle cried broken heartily into her bed wanting her lover to comfort her, she needed him she needed him with her. She closed her eyes falling to sleep as she heard a strange voice appear again. "Oh Belle..." the voice spoke out to her echoing in her room calling to her. Belle's eyes opened quickly as she heard a known voice she heard before.
"You're here." She whispered to the known voice. She turned around now looking at him again.
To be continued...
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