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Belle even jumped at the sudden scream coming from Esmeralda, as Rumpel let her speak yet again. She wasn’t surprised that the gypsy didn’t want to tell her why the figure was important. Esmeralda never really told Belle about herself, though she never asked for Belle to explain herself either. They had kind of a silent understanding, they didn’t ask each other questions about their past, and they helped each other. It was slightly amusing to watch the gypsy spit in Rumpel’s face, of course Belle much too polite to be that bold. When the gypsy told her to run the thief didn’t move, because there was no where she could run, even if she was one to run and leave her defenseless friend with the crazy man in front of her. 

She watched the dark one rock on his feet in front of her, the soft hopefully smile still on her face. Even as he said it was the fact she had stolen from him that was the reason he was upset with her. Her smile only widened slightly when he pointed out that no one stole from the dark one. [b]“Well it seems that is no longer the truth. I’ve gotten away with it twice already monsieur.”[/b] When he moved so closely to her, it wasn’t the most comfortable feeling, even the air around was angry. It was enough to wipe the smile from her face. Being hissed at and called filth, made Belle flinch and look away from him. When she looked back at him, her face was clear of any emotion. [b]“And I thought you would be angrier that I have used some of your sad little deals to get away with my hobby.”[/b] She said looking at him, fighting the urge to smile yet again despite his anger.

Belle was about to move where her hair wasn’t around his finger, but the fact Gaston had a lock of her hair in his pocket stopped her. Belle made a face of pure disgust at this knowledge; of course she was unaware of this. What kind of sick person would keep someone’s hair? Gaston, that’s who. [b]“That is just disturbing, the complete moron.”[/b] She answered Rumpel as he pulled her hair up to smell it, her eyes widened slightly looking at him in shock of the strangeness of the gesture. [b]“Do not touch me you putrid little man!”[/b] Belle snapped as she pulled her hair from his grasp. Before mocking the people that he made deals with.

Her eyes narrowed as he told her that she should stick to her books. There was nothing that annoyed her more than being told what to do and being called pathetic. At the first thought of stabbing him, she had believed it would make her feel bad. She wasn’t type to actually hurt someone coldheartedly. However his words made doing so easier on her. She stabbed him and tried to break the glass to get away, but it only broke enough to cut up her elbow. She went to try again only to hear Rumpel talking behind her.

Even though he said that she wouldn’t be getting away easily, Belle’s eyes still looked around her to get away, her back still turned to Rumpel. In a way she was like a trapped animal at that moment, her mind realizing that she was trapped, by a man who she just stabbed, and there was no way out. However his words about having a lovely knife, made her attention pull back to him as he smeared his blood on Esmeralda’s cheek. She tensed up as she looked at him, on the edge of letting out angry tears. 

Esmeralda sat in the chair her eyes wide, as her tears mixed with the blood on her cheek, smearing it even more. She tried to shift away from the knife pointed and her leg. Only she couldn’t move due to Rumpel’s spell.

[b]“I…I do not care Rumpel. Stab her, it will not matter less to me.”[/b] Belle lied to him as her looked away from him at the gypsy. So she would get stabbed in the leg. She would likely rather that than Belle make a deal either way. Even still Belle really hated the idea of her friend getting hurt because of her. As the knife actually went to stab the gypsy Belle took a step towards him and held a hand up. [b]“Wait….please!”[/b] She said loudly. 

Sighing sadly she took a few more steps towards him, crossing her arms in her chest. Her eyes went to the gypsy as she glared at her. Esmeralda’s lips mouthed not to make a deal with him. However Belle looked back at Rumpel. [b]“I refuse to beg and grovel too you monsieur. You really want one of your childish deals with me, fine. What do you want from me?”[/b] She said her voice a soft and barely audible whisper. She wasn’t stupid nor as desperate as the people who actually called for him. Belle wanted to know what his price was before making the deal with him. Even if she had no real room to bargain with him.