Chapter 2

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Adam sees us walking away from the happy crowd and walks up to Belle asking about what we are doing. Belle calmly tells Adam that I have something private to tell her. He nods understanding my privacy. We proceeded to walk to the West wing, or Belle and Adam's bedroom. 

She opens the double doors to her room after an agonizing long walk up many flights of stairs. The room is very large, the gold and blue bed is to the right of the room, a wardrobe to the left, and two large glass doors lead to a balcony. There is a fireplace near the entrance with two chairs in front of it. Belle lights a candle on the mantle of the fireplace and uses that to light two other candles on the mantle as well. The room begins to have a subtle glow to it. She shuts the two large doors, then sits in one of the chairs by the fireplace. She gestures for me to sit in the other chair. She gestures for me to sit in the other chair.

"So Lefou, what is it that you wanted to talk about?" She finally speaks, God how is she so positive all the time? I fumble with my coat sleeves not looking her in the eyes. She clearly noticed my nervousness and looked at me with deep concern. 

"Lefou? Are you okay?" She asks leaning forward slightly.

I finally look at her attempting to stall what I'm going to tell her.

"Belle, you have been a great friend, and a wonderful person to me." She nods indicating that she is listening. I look to the floor once again, also fumbling and pulling on my sleeves. "And I think it is time for me to tell you something I haven't told anyone else. Well besides...besides." I feel my chest tighten and a lump starts to form in my throat.

"Besides who Lefou?" She's sitting on the edge of her seat with deep concern on her face. 

"No one. It's nothing." I cringe at those words, I feel like I called him nothing. 

"Lefou," she kneels next to my chair placing her hands on my arm. "Whatever you are going through, however hard it may be. I just want you to know that I will always be there." She smiles at me with eyes filled to the brim with concern. 

"Belle... I'm... I'm." I say with a quivering voice.

She tightens her grip slightly on my arm reassuring me that she's there.

I look away from her instantly regretting what I'm going to admit.

"I'm... Gay," I slowly look at her and instantly panic. "Belle, please don't take me to the mental institution! Please, I beg you!" I grab her hands tightly, almost to tight. She is slightly startled by my pleas. She wraps her fingers around my hands and looks me in the eye, "Lefou. I would never think of doing that to you. I believe that people should love whomever they want. I only have one question, how did you figure this out?" I let out a very audible sigh of relief and place my head on our hands. I sit up eventually and realize what she had asked me. 

"Well, it's quite obvious if you think about it." She nods waiting for me to continue.

"Who is the only man that I spend, sorry...spent my time with? Who I never left his side?"

Her eyebrows knit together, clearly thinking for a little while. Her eyes widen in realization, I smile knowing what she had figured out. She widens her mouth and squeals a small bit. She gets up from her kneeled position on the floor and hops barely off the floor. She quickly turns around, whipping her dress around in a light movement with the largest smile on her face. 

"Oh, my dear Lefou! I am-," She stops abruptly, her smile quickly fading. She quickly kneels in front of me, hands-on mine. I look into her eyes, sadly smiling at her knowing what she had figured out as well.

"I am so sorry Lefou."  

"Why are you sorry? You never did anything, Adam told me the castle broke beneath him," I say whilst trying to hold back tears.

"If anything it was my fault," My eyes start to water and fill with tears. "I should've told him not to try and kill him."

Belle shows sadness on her face, and her grip tightens slightly on my hands. 

"I was the reason Gaston died." I couldn't hold it back anymore, I just let myself cry, Belle pulls me in for a hug. I aggressively accept it by pulling her into me while tears stream down my face and as I let out silent sobs.

She rocks me back and forth in a soothing motion while rubbing my back at the same time. After many countless minutes of sobbing and silence, she holds my face in her hand. "I assure you Lefou, nothing that has happened to Gaston was your fault." She gives a sad smile, rubbing her thumb across my cheek and wiping away a freshly fallen tear. 

"And I am also sure," she says with sudden confidence, "That if Gaston knew you were in love with him he would love you back."

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