I love you...
I love you...
I love you...
The words rang through his ears. He couldn't believe that she actually loved an ugly beast like him. Her bright blue eyes showed love, as she grabbed his paw and held it in her 2 little hands. The beast stared at her, searching for a sign that she was joking, but her face showed genuine love.
"Oh I love you Beast, with all my heart , I love you!" She repeated. His heart pounded, He loved this girl as much as she loved him. Her gorgeous emerald eyes, and shiny scarlet red hair, how she never wore rouge on her lips, but they were always red.
He waited, waited for a flash,, a tingly feeling, something to tell him that he was human again. But there was nothing.
10 seconds later the flash came. He closed his eyes embracing the warm feeling that was transforming him, and when the feeling went away, he opened his eyes, expecting to see human hands, but when he stared down at his hands, the same huge furry paws. Tears sprung in his eyes. He looked up to see where the flash and warm feeling was, and saw the witch.
She smirked and pointed to the clock. Its normal 13 hours that signified the 13 years to find someone who loved him, was changed to 12 years. The girl disappeared, a scream was heard as she left.
The witch began to speak. "She only wanted your money. You should never trust an actress."
The Beast clenched his fists and was about to kill the witch when she talked again. "You know you can just get out of this hell, if you just come with me"
The beast shook his mane in disapproval. "Going with you would be an even worse hell. Besides, I cant let my Parents sacrifice be dishonoured." He snarled, his paws clenching into tighter fists.
He ran towards the witch, and was about to kill her, when in a puff of smoke, she disappeared.
The beast roared in frustration, his roar shaking the whole Chateau.
He woke up in a cold sweat, his trusty invisible valet at his side. He must have roared in his sleep again.
He could never get out of this hell.
He would never find someone that would love him back.
A/N What do you guys think? I used a clock instead of a rose, and every time a girl pretends to love him, a year/ hour disappears (the hours represent years.) Oh yeah this explains why we have 12 hours on our clock. Well that's not true (obviously), and there's a whole scientific reason but I cant be bothered.
Anyone seeya! luv Lillian.
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