The diner. Belle serves the customer and she is watched by Coco from afar. The next thing Belle did was serve the family with a big bowl of ice cream.
Coco watches amusingly how the family will finish the whole bowl without a glass of water. Her eyes back to Belle whom she did not stop serving the customer's and she needed help.
"Yo Seagull! Help Belle in here". another waitress helping Belle. Coco turns to Frank. "Our baby is grown up".
He stops what he cooks. His eyes to Belle. "Yes she is. She is beautiful, she is smart.. People love her. Our boss will lose his own mind if he loses Belle. She is dedicated. and the best waitress".
He smiled. "You teach her well Coco. She means everything to us".
"Unique isn't she Frank? (he nod) have you ever thought how many girls I teach how to be a proper waitress? no one. No one could handle it besides Belle".
He pointed out. "She takes all the tasks you gave her without hesitation or trying to complain, which means she really really wants to have this job and money without burdening her parents, that's the spirit she had on her that I like".
"Agree".
Frank resumed cooking. They both went silent a bit. Belle is different from other teenage girls Coco met before, no one can compare Belle to others, what she had while no one doesn't.
Belle is the magical creature who has been banished from the fairytale villages and works in the diner full of spirits.
"It's been a while. I want to ask you something Coco, there a man everyday if you notice standing outside this diner staring at Belle though he was staring at something else but no. It was Belle".
Coco smirked, knowing that it was Gibson. She spoke. "I know. He is some kind of maniac man I have ever known".
"Who is he anyway and what he wants from Belle?"
Frank flipped and tossed the pan up and down, then he walked to the fridge then back to the stove. He circled around the kitchen, bringing the ingredients with him, resuming his cooking.
"He doesn't want anything but just one he desires.. he wants Belle".
Frowning. "Why?"
"He's psycho Frank. Remember when Belle received all those gifts in here (Frank remember) I bet it was from that man just he was good at manipulating the stories".
Turning off the stove, serving the food with a plate, pushing the plate to Coco.
"She should be careful then. Well I don't know I've never been stalked by someone I know or I don't. If truly he's the one who did that, from now on we must protect her. I hear she did report to the station".
Coco nod, yes. "She did. You know cops, ain't no found nothing".
Through the window, Frank looks outside the restaurant closely, his eyes searching for what he has been told to Coco earlier.
She notices his action, she turns her back where his eyes lock into, then she turns back to him with smiles.
"Don't worry. Maybe he's out there somewhere watching us and wait".
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Pretty sure he was here". she wink, resuming her job.
She could tell that every night she had seen Gibson outside the diner for Belle. Turns out he wasn't here tonight for Belle.
Where could he be tonight?
"Orders!"
Somewhere. Gibson finds out Jake had a soccer match on the field with his friends tonight. He'd follow Jake there annoyingly earlier.
Jake tries to challenge him in school, he will get what he deserves.
Jake scored the ball and they cheered for him. He's been there since before the match started. Gibson watches him carefully like eagle eyes.
Should Jake know that mocking Victor Gibson wasn't a good idea? This boy didn't know what capabilities Gibson will do to him, including kill.
"Nice shoot Jake!" Gibson hears them. "How about we celebrate tonight. We score right? we won the match".
"I can't. Just.. go without me".
"Oh come on Jake. It could be fun if you come. You score the final ball and you don't want to celebrate such a shameful dude. All right. Just be careful it's late of course".
The team patted Jake's shoulder and his back. "Thanks". as Gibson waited to take his chance. Jake grabs his things then walks out from the field.
Before midnight. Gibson had followed Jake wherever he was, buying soda, quick snacks until he realized something was not right.
Jake turned behind feeling that something had followed him since. Then resuming his walk through the alley, make his way down to the subway station.
Waiting there for a moment and the train slowly stopped in front of him. Both Jake and Gibson entered different compartments, still he can see Jake from afar.
"What?"
"Don't do this!" Gibson is on the phone with Doctor Craig. "The boy is innocent!"
Smirking. "I do what I want. He mocked me, and had no respect for me! He deserves it". Gibson hung up, his eyes back to where Jake had sat.
Exactly midnight. Jake arrived at his destination, the two pairs out from the train. Jake heading upstairs.
Gibson got a text from Doctor Craig that he ignored it. Jake almost reaches the bottom of the stairs, Gibson takes his quick action by pushing him downstairs.
He watches Jake laying down there unconscious, he could see blood poured out from the back of Jake's head with perhaps broken bones, broken legs that would be a jackpot hint and he doesn't care.
What Gibson was hoping is to see Jake dead. Smirking himself, turned his heel then left the boy without helping him out.
The next morning. Belle got a call from Jake's mom, telling her what happened to Jake last night. He now stays in the unit's care hospital because of broken legs, broken ribs, back of his head and whatsoever on.
He told them that he must have slipped or tired after the field. And Belle does not think it was. Someone must have pushed him down and she knew who it was.
"Broken legs? broken hips? broken head? what? Did he get hit by a truck while he was taking the subway?"
Belle is eyeing Emma. She spoke back. "There's a lot of broken things on your boyfriend Belle".
"I don't think Jake's accident was an accident".
"You mean someone pushed him downstairs on purpose, who?"
Shrugged. "I bet it was Mr. Gibson".
"Such a big accusation of you Belle. You got any proof of that? Belle, you prove him wrong for once, don't do that again or you will be sorry for that".
"Then who else did that? Emma.. he will never stop to get me. Jake knows what he did to me and he wasn't a slipped person".
Emma laughed, said. "Like you married him for so long till you know he wasn't a slipped person. Funny did you".
"I got hunch proof it was Mr. Gibson. We are going to the hospital after school all right? deal?"
Emma nods. "Just pray Jake doesn't have any broken things as we arrive at the hospital". The girl then walked to a separate hall.
Belle hurried her feet straight to the teacher room where she saw Gibson was ready for a class. He was alone.
"YOU!" he looked up as Belle marched toward him in anger. "You did this, aren't you!?" he smiled excitedly to see Belle get angry. "You try to kill Jake!"
He said. "I was. Do you have any proof to convict me?"
"I don't need proof. I know it was you. You were annoyed by the way he talks to you, the way he confesses that he loves me. So you are mad, you hurt him because of me. I don't understand which part you don't understand. I hate you!"
Click his tongue, he walks to her. "You don't have any proof to point out to me Ms. Decker. Remember what you did to me? you want to repeat again?"
"I don't care what I did! you did this to us, you try to keep us apart because of your jealousy, stupid idea was having a obsession on his student. You'll see Mr. Gibson I try to respect you as my teacher but you never will respect me as your own student..."
"... what is it you want from us Mr. Gibson?"
His eyes stare on hers, she didn't flinch or back away as Gibson laid his thumb on her lips. He kisses her there again and smiles.
"I just want you Belle. That's all I ask. I do respect you but not as my student. As my future wife".
"You have a wife, wasn't it enough for you!?"
He shakes no. "She is not you Belle. You two are kinda a different person. I bet that you are one in a million. I love.. love.. love so much. Why can't you just accept that we both are meant to be".
"I will never forgive you for what you did, you're the real monster I've ever known in my life and I regret that we know you!"
Before Gibson could say anything or stop her. Belle turns her feet storming out the room. He growls, biting his own lips.
"Even after my death I will never let you two live in peace. This is my wrath! I will drag you both to Hell with me".
He then left the room.