*Chapter 5: Memory Lane*

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The streets are filled with posters and balloons for the festival that is happening for a few days. Robert and Belle are looking at the town that has been upgraded. Still, the same little town Robert knows and loves for many years. They walk down the sidewalk together, holding hands as they hear music playing down the street. A float is driving down the street with a band playing.

"This is nice." Belle spoke with a smile. "I always like festivals."

"Derry couldn't help but to celebrate its time of year." Robert said. "Pennywise once perform for the festival. It's been years."

"I know. Maturin and the cult showed me those memories when I first become your mate." Belle said. "Maybe you could do it again?" Robert scoffed playfully at her. Maybe he will. Belle then thought about her house. She wondered if anyone lived there. She could go to her old house to see if it had changed too. "Hey, is it okay that I go to the neighborhood alone? I like to see my old house. I won't be long." Belle asked.

"Someone must've lived there by now." Robert said. "But I don't see why not. Meet me in the carnival. Don't be late." He gave her a wink. Belle smiled in thanks. She gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking off across the street. Robert watched her with his eyes before they turn gold. He must feed soon. Other than that, the cult is the thing he is worried about. Rowen better not do anything to his mate, or things will get ugly. A bloody, ugly fate.

Belle walks down the neighborhood and found Jackson Street. and Witcham Street. She turned to see the storm drain where Georgie was attacked, and she saved his life. That was when Belle's life was changed. Her home is right across the street. She couldn't believe how long it's been since she last left it. It still looks good, but different. The garden of flowers is by the front door. Someone has been taking good care of the old home of Belle's. Her old things must be gone. Of course, it's been 27 years. People thought she could be dead or moved away.
Belle walked up to the front door and knock on it. She doesn't know why, but she wanted to know who lives in her house nowadays. She heard the door unlock from the inside, and the door opened a bit. Belle could see a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes peek through.

"Yes?" The woman spoke. "Can I help you with something?"

"Uh, hi. Umm, sorry if I disturb you but..." Belle let out a chuckle. She tried not to make this awkward for her and the woman. "I used to live in this house. I couldn't help but to see if anyone lives here after me." The door opens all the way. Belle notices the woman's stomach. She is pregnant. Maybe 7 months. The woman was glowing. She is wearing a summer dress.

"Oh really? Well, what a small world." The woman said with a smile. "What is your name?"

"I'm Belle."

"Belle. Isn't that French for-"

"I know. I know. Some people say that it's a name for beauty." Belle said, smiling. "And from the French fairy tale, Beauty and the Beast."

"And the Disney movie too." The woman said.

"...Disney made it?" Belle asked, tilting her head. The woman nodded her head, confused. Belle was told by her that Disney made Beauty and the Beast back in 1991. It was one of the best animated pictures the company made. Belle was in hibernation at the time. She had a lot to catch up on. But she must remember to keep her profile a secret unless she had to hypnotize to make someone forget.

"Would you like to come in? Since you used to live here, you are welcome to come in." The woman said with a smile.

"Oh no. I shouldn't-" Belle tried to decline the offer, but the woman insisted. Belle walked in the house and see the living room. She forms a smile. The place feels the same, but different.

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