"You finally picked the right one this time. Congratulations" Belle said with a stiff smile, sparing him only a quick glance and not wanting him to see her happiness.
It's been five years since she stayed with him, saving him if need be and encouraging him. It was all she could do to tame his dark heart.
His pains were like one that couldn't go away.
She's glad she stayed until he got it right.
"It's been five years Belle" he cried out at her.
"I know and as much as you can't wait to meet her again you have to be careful around her, she also contain powers that can quicken your absence from this world, not even your spirit will be spared" she warned.
"See her" he repeated thoughtfully and gasped.
Giving Belle one last look, he dashed out of the cave. Running and running in full speed.
He needs to find her.
He got to the cemetery, the exact place where he left her. He looked around but she wasn't there, he couldn't find her neither could he detect where she was.
"No" he shook his head "no!"
He can't lose her, not when he just found her, he can't go back to picking options after he just got it right.. He ran around the wood, that particular area, searching each grave place over and over again but he didn't see her.. His eyes started to darken out of hopelessness as his only hope dashed into pieces right in his face.
He looked back at Belle who was now behind him.
"She was here! I left her right here, I swear! It was right here, Belle!" He panicked to her. Fear taking over his voice. "But I can't find her, Belle! It can't be that she left right? I won't go back to picking options!, I can't!"
She walked over to him.
"She left here doesn't mean she left the city or this town. You can find her. Her smell, you remember it, don't you?" She asked and he nodded slowly.
The familiar smell of her blood.
"Then you can meet her again and first you need to think of a more approachable way to meet her so she doesn't freak out. You can't just walk up to her and tell her that you're a beast" she said and he nodded.
"Now let's head back, your transformation is near. Come-on" she said and he followed her back to the grotto. Turning back to assure himself that his helper wasn't there.
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...Kayla's POV...
"Mom?" I called with a bit of surprise, walking towards her in the parking lot, she was standing beside her car.
"Hi baby" she hugged me once I reached her.
"You didn't say you would be picking me up" she said.
"I wanted it to be a surprise," she said, pulling away from the hug. "You look a little different from when I dropped you this morning and-" she held my shoulders, checking me up and down..
"Did you change the clothes you wore this morning?"
"Yes. It got stained so I changed into this" I said, moving away from her and getting into the passengers side, she got in and I did the seatbelt while she started the car.
"What happened? You're not supposed to be on your period today" she said and I gave her a look.
"What? Is it weird that I know when my daughter have her period and when she doesn't?" She shrugged at my grimace.
"Menses isn't the only thing that stains you know" I told her.
"Yeah. Tell me about it" she said.
"Arent you late for work?" I asked, trying to push past her concerns.
"Not too late to know how your day went" she smiled.
"Well, I got stained with paint" I said and before she could talk, I chipped in.
"Any heads at the beast case?"
"Not really" she sighed, swerving the car.
"So we're not leaving this town anytime soon?" I asked despondently and she shook her head sadly.
"Can't you just resign or something, this place makes me sick" I said.
"I can't do that, honey. I've gone too far to back out now. You know why I'm doing this, right?" She asked and I gave her a curt nod.
"I just hope you get this off sooner." I said "Can you create time for us to visit dad this weekend?"
"Um.. I don't know honey but I'll try. Okay?" She asked and I nodded, looking away. The ride went on quietly.
"Mom, what if you're working too hard for nothing? What if Tracy's death wasn't caused by that.. Creature?" I suddenly asked.
"I doubt it. You saw the body and the lab result. I'm doing this to get justice for Tracy and for the other victims, like herself"
"But what if you're wrong? What if Tracy's death was caused by something else. Just because we found her in the woods in a pool of blood doesn't mean she was killed by the beast. It could've been something else, you know" I said, fighting the urge to spill it out.
"Something like?" She asked.
"I don't know. Maybe wild animals or a careless driver that just pushed her to the woods to save himself" I mentally theorized. Mom gave me a suspicious look.
"Do you know something that you're not telling me, Kayla?" She asked.
"What? No, of course not" I tried to deny but one look at her face, I knew she wasn't buying my words but she didn't pushed further.
And she isn't wrong, Tracy truly wasn't killed by that beast.