Chapter 40 Shiver

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Belles POV

I Shiver in the darkness of the police station. The only light on was Emma's lamp on her desk. She bit her nails and frowned at something on her computer screen.

I just want to go home...I just want Rumple...but I can't, because he doesn't need me ruining his life.

I wrap my arms around me and pull my knees up to my chest.

Too many memory's of the asylum keep coming it to my head.

The people there. The awful people there... Who beat me...made me do things...

"Stand up!"

Oh no.

"Get up - NOW!

Don't come anywhere near me. Stop. Stop. Stop.

Rough hands dragged me up. His squeezed his fingers extra hard as he knew there were old bruises underneath them. Evil. Evil man.

I closed my eyes. I can't see him, that means he might not see me.

"Now, strip."

Every other day he comes in. Makes me take my clothes off. I wonder why. Hmm why.

"They are very angry with you," I whisper.

Yes you are aren't you.

"Shut up girl! Mad..." He growled, unbuttoning my hospital gown.

"I'm not mad! I'm perfectly sane! Perfectly perfectly....sane, same, sane...."

"Really spoils the illusion when you talk....you've gone mad....but then again, if you weren't I wouldn't be able to do this..." He cackled.

I felt the cold as my gown ripped away.

I looked down.

That's me. Ha.

"Hmmm...." He sat up and made himself comfortable on my uncomfortable bed.

"Give us a twirl," he grinned, ogling me.

"Your on my bed," get off, that's mine, mine.

"Spin." He demanded.

"Please get off my bed please,"

Suddenly I jumped up and his hand flew across my face. I fell to the hard floor.

"Very angry..." I hissed at him.

He punched me in the stomach, a yell escaping my lips.

"Useless..." He mumbled before leaving the room.

I hear the lock shut and look after him.

"THEY ARE VERY ANGRY!!"

A tear ran down my cheek.

I can't go through that again...

The only person who can look at me like that, touch me like that - is Rumple.

All those punishments....the isolation. Rumple wouldn't even be able to visit me. Would I want him too anyway? I went mad the first time...what would stop me the second? Mad. That's exactly what I was when I was in there. Mad.

I remember when that awful man used to strip me. I can still remember how pale I looked compared to all the cuts and bruises. All that pain....physically and mentally. I can't go back there...

I looked up when I heard the squeak of the cell door opening.

"Here you go..." Emma smiled, handing me a couple of blankets.

"Thank you..." I whisper, trying to give her a smile.

Emma slid down next to me.

"How are you holding up?" She asked, putting one blanket over both of us.

"I'm fine..." I said sniffing.

"Of course your not...look, I don't believe it was you," she said.

I faced her.

"What?"

"I believe you were framed...who by, or how - I don't know... But I promise, I will get you out of the prison as soon as I can, I will find who framed you," she said confidently.

"If you know it's not me, then why can't I go?" I wipe a tear from my eye.

"It's not up to me...don't worry, I will get you out of there..." She squeezed my hand.

"So...so...I do have to go back there...." I crumple.

"I'm sorry to say-"

"Please don't..." I cut her off. She can't say it. I can't bare it.

"You just have to stay strong and let Mr Gold help you through it."

Hearing his name sent a stabbing pain through my heart.

I'd told the only person I need right now - to leave...

"When...when do I go?"

"...tomorrow..."

No. No. No.

My pulse started to quicken.

I was speechless. No...

"I...I...I just...I need to see him...before I go..."

Emma nodded, she knew who I was talking about.

"I'll make sure you don't leave before you've spoken to him," she said sympathetically.

"Thank you..."

Emma got up and locked me in.

"Do you want me to stay with you for the night Belle?" She asked.

"No...no I'm fine, but thank you..."

She nodded and gathered her things to leave.

She turned off her desk lamp and left.

I was all alone.

And tomorrow, I will be back in the asylum. All by myself....

Alone.

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