Saving the Beast

Chapter Sixteen

Minutes pasted as the Beast continued to clutch to my body. Normally I would push the person off by now, but I found no reason to do so.

He lost someone very important to him, and all I wanted was for him to feel better. If that meant him clutching to me for a couple hours I could work with it.

"Hey, are you ok?" My question was answered by a short sniffle and his barring his head farther into my shoulder, "I know this hurts, but I need you to at least raise your head." Lifting his head slowly my eyes widened when i saw the sight of his tear stained face.

His eyes were a piercing red as his face was moist from the tears. "Do you want to walk back to your room?" He shook his head continuing to clutch to the sleeve of my dress.

Who knew the Beast was such a child, sighing i lead him down stairs by the fire place. I gave a small smile as i sat on the floor, still holding on to me he sat with me.

"Don't you miss her too?" Shocked by his sudden urge to speak i replied by giving a small shrug, "Of course i do, but as I sat there crying I realized that she is gone and there is no way of getting her back. There was no use moping around, i decided I would remember her for the good times. I think you should do the same."

Also for the fact the she is the reason your in this state! Still mad at her for that, but i can't say any of this to her! But at the moment I probably take my own words to heart.

She is gone and i should remember her for the good, not the bad. "This is a pretty big shock." He mumbled as I patted his arm, "I know, it was horrible the first time I heard as well."

Leaning against his shoulder i could feel the grip on my dress grow tighter. Rubbing his arm I remembered the times my mother would do the same for me.

She wouldn't ask any questions just bring me a cup of warm milk and a plate of cookies. Maybe I should do that for him? Beginning to stand I felt him pull me to the floor once again.

Well i won't be going anywhere like this, "Lucas I know your here, could you gab us some tea and a plate of something sweet?"

"Of course." hearing the clanking of the metal on the floor made me smile. The workers still feared the Beast, but at least their caring nature never wavered.

"Hello Dear." looking down I gave a small smile to Mrs. Polly who was ushering Chris forward. suddenly a plate flew into the room, landing next to Chris I giggled as I watched the cup attempted to jump over it.

But he failed miserably, falling the contents spilled across the floor. "Oh dear, Chris! Behave yourself! I am so sorry Allegra." i shook my head.

"No everything thing is alright. It was a mistake." giving me a smile she ushered the boy away. "Here eat something, for me sweet things always make me smile."

Giving me a slight grunt he reluctantly picked up a cookie, stuffing the whole thing in his mouth his eyes lit up. Letting go of my dress he proceeded to attack the platter.

Within seconds the entire plate was empty, sheepishly smiling the Beast shrugs. Rolling my eyes I placed my hand on the floor to find Chris had returned with a steaming cup of tea.

Picking him up I sipped gingerly, "Well I can see you thoroughly enjoyed the sweet treat." "I guess you were right about sweet things making people feel better."

Finishing my tea I looked into his eyes, "How are you feeling?" twiddling his thumbs he shrugged, "I don't exactly know. I am sad that she's gone, but."

"But?" "It's like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I was wondering how life was treating her, and I'm relived that she had a long happy life."

I nodded, "That makes sense. You spend so many years wondering what if, any news tends to be satisfying."

"You've felt that felling too?" "You could say that." Of course I have, it was when I found you! Though you far exceeded my expectations, I chuckled at my own thoughts.

I was quite startled when he stood up and offered me a hand. "Thank you for telling me." I smiled, "No problem, you deserved to know."

Following him to the stairs I watched him climb his side I wonder if he really is ok with this. Or am i going to wake up in the middle of the night hearing a robust roar.

Shaking the thought out of my head I turned to my side, What every the out come at least our conversations won't end in shouting. I hope.

As I began walking up my own set of stairs I couldn't help look over to his side once more.