The Beast and The Scared Beauty

Chapter 3

Jake

“Who are you people?” He shouted with all his power. With his body tied by the chair and his eyes blinded all he can do now is shout.

How can this fool be Belle's husband, he is nothing but a coward.

“Do you know why you are here?” I said, staring at the fool.

“No….but I’m sorry, let me go.” He shouted again. “I beg you please.”

This man here is the reason for my Belle condition, because of him, she is unconscious and God forbid almost death.

I walked closer to him, fisting his hair in the palm of my hand, pulling it hard. He groaned in pain by my action, as I watched closely.

“What was the name again?” I asked, pulling his hair harder.

“Samm……” he groaned again. “Samuel….Peirce.”

“So….Sam, do you know why you are here?” I asked, letting go of his hair and squeezing his cheeks hard in between my palm.

He shook his head, not being able to speak.

“You hurt, something precious to me.” I said, enjoying watching him in pain. “And you’ll pay the price of this, by your blood.”

I said, punching his face hard, watching the blood pouring down from his mouth.

“Beat…the hell out, just don’t let him die,” I ordered James. “Keep him alive, but don’t let pain leave his body.”

“No….please, let me goo…..,” he shouted, as I heard James beating. “I’m sorry….please.”

I walked out of ware house, walking away from the torture, the sound of his groning. I don’t like to hear anyone, but there are people in this that don’t listen until you show them your power.

And Sam deserves far more than just a beating, he deserves to die but I will keep letting Belle decide the punishment for him. Till then he will be my guest of honor.

James walks out of the warehouse, standing in front of me. “Boss, he fainted after the third strike.” He said, wiping the blood from his hand with a handkerchief.

“Weak fellow.” I mumbled, leaving the space with James following me. “Call a doctor to check his injuries and feed him some water and food.”

James nodded without questioning my words.

“After that serve some of your best punches. Take care of him but don't let the pain leave his body. I finished, leaving James to handle the situation alone.

I then walked towards Belle’s bedroom, opening the bedroom room watching the doctors changing her IV drip.

“Any improvement in her condition.” I asked, sitting beside Belle taking one of her hands in mine.

The doctor shook his head. “I don’t understand what is wrong with her, everything is fine in her report, even her wounds are healing well, but she doesn’t seem to be waking up.”

“Yes…I heard to repeating the same thing before….,” I said, annoyed by teh doctor repeating the same thing, f*****g again. “What are you doing here then, determine her condition and find the cure.” I said, trying my best to control my anger in front of Belle. “If you can’t cure her, then leave, I will call another doctor to find her cure.”

“But….,” The doctor tried to explain with a voice shaking.

“Leave……,” I growled in anger.

He nodded his leaving, silently.

Good, finally I can find some peace.

Alone in the bedroom, alongside Belle. I feel so helpless, with all that I have worked hard to gain is worthless, when it can't help my Belle.

She was once so lifely happy…, always smiling. But now as I look at her lying in bed lifeless even when she is breathing.

“Belle…what can I do to wake you up?” I mumbled, bringing her hands to my lips.

“If only I hadn't left you alone, things might be different.” I regret what I did in the past, but I can’t bring Belle with me, she doesn’t deserve the darkness that I’m living in, she deserves true happiness, something that comes with a huge cost in the world where I now belong.

“I’m sorry….,” I mumbled. “Wake up please…..,” I cried in front of her but like always she shows no response to my words.

I feel so helpless, I don’t know what to do? But then memories from the past came to me.

“Jake , you are such a bad dancer,” Belle said laughing at me. “Here hold my hand.” She pulled her hands out to me.

I took her hand in mine, “Now follow my lead,” She said, as her body started swinging in the rhythm.

“Darling…Darling stand by me…..,” She mumbled with her eyes closed, pouring her soul in rhythm.

I smiled rembering the beautiful memories of my past that I made togther with Belle.

“You were dancing like an angel, in that white dress of yours.” I said, telling our story to Belle. “Seeing you in those dresses, I always wished that someday we would get married and dance to the same music.” I said, speaking my heart out to her. “Where your body swings in rhythm and mine stumbles to match yours graceful moves.”

“I hope one day this dream will to be the reality.” I mumbled, staring at Belle. “Darling…Darling stand by me.......Stand by me...” as I started singing the lyrics of Belle’s favorite unconscious.

If she was awake now she would have complained and said, “Jake don’t you dare ruin my favorite song with your bad voice.” I smiled remembering her words.

I opened my eyes with my senses alert, this was not my mind speaking to me but…..I turned my eyes staring at Belle only to see her with her eyes open staring at me. “Jake…..,”