Part 2 of this Cyborg Beast tale is told from Beauty’s Point of View. I had a lot of fun creating this story. I hope you enjoy the ending. If you haven’t read part 1, you can read it by clicking here.Â
The morning of the Rose Festival dawned bright. Belle only wished her squeamish insides were as calm as the morning. She missed BÃªte. She couldnâ€™t count how many times sheâ€™d wanted to tell him things only to feel disappointed he wasn’t around. Then yesterdayÂ M. Gros had caught her in town. Over the past few months, sheâ€™d grown adept at avoiding him at the manor house. Yesterday, she’d let her guard down. Heâ€™d told her back rent was due on her fatherâ€™s cottage. As a servant at the manor house, part of Belle’s wages should have paid the cottageâ€™s rent. Instead, M. Gros insisted all her earnings must go toward her fatherâ€™s debt. Heâ€™d then implied that if Belle considered marrying him, he might save the cottage a few months longer. â€œWhile your father still lives at least.â€
Belleâ€™s father was getting better, but if M. Gros evicted him, she didnâ€™t know if he would survive. She turned from the view of the sunny day and went to her fatherâ€™s bedside. â€œItâ€™s a beautiful day for the festival.â€
He reached out, and she took his hand. â€œEnjoy yourself today. You deserve it.â€
â€œDo you think youâ€™ll be able to come as well? Your cheeks seem rosier this morning.â€
â€œWeâ€™ll have to see what the day brings. I am sorry to make you leave work, but I canâ€™t help but be glad to have you home and away from that beast. Iâ€™m sorry I ever got you into that mess.â€
â€œPlease donâ€™t call him a beast. â€ Belle smiled as she thought of BÃªte. â€œHeâ€™s my friend, and considering all heâ€™s been through with the war and his father dying while he was away.â€
Father gave her an inquiring look. â€œHe wallows in self-pity, but you seem fond of him?â€
â€œI am rather. I canâ€™t help hoping thatÂ BÃªteÂ will come to the festival today and perform his duties.â€
â€œThere are many more duties he should attend to besides coming to a party.â€
Belle thought of M. Grosâ€™ threats. BÃªte needed to take more interest in the estate. So far she hadnâ€™t been able to help him understand what he could do even with his deformities. If he did take more control of his lands and people, would it be in time to save her father from a pauperâ€™s death? â€œYouâ€™re right of course, but maybe if he came today, it would be a start.â€
He nodded at her. â€œLetâ€™s hope he comes then. Either way, you must enjoy yourself. Donâ€™t worry about me today. Iâ€™ll be okay.â€
Belle couldn’t help but worry, but she said goodbye and left anyway.
In town, whenever Belle saw a camera she looked straight into it and gave it a look, â€œStop moping and get out here,â€ she hoped it said. Honestly, she didnâ€™t expect him to come, but she also didnâ€™t want to give up.
After a day of feasting and playing games, the dancing began. M. Gros claimed her as a partner. He took her arm and led her to the floor before she could refuse.
â€œHave you had a chance to think about my offer?â€ he asked as they stepped through the country dance.
Belle cringed. â€œOffer?â€
â€œDonâ€™t play dumb with me. My offer to marry you and save your fatherâ€™s cottage.â€
â€œMonsieur, letâ€™s call it what it is, extortion.â€
Grosâ€™ eyes narrowed, and the next time their hands touched he grabbed her and pulled her into a nearby alley. Belle regretted her bold words as he pulled her into the dark. She struggled to break free as she searched for cameras. There werenâ€™t any in the alley. Even BÃªte wouldnâ€™t know she needed help.
Once in the shadows M. Gros backed Belle against a wall and held her there. His grip dug into her skin.Â â€œIt may interest you to know, my spirited girl, I have some of the estateâ€™s guards ready to evict your father if you say no to me tonight.â€
She struggled against his grip. â€œHe will have nowhere to go. You donâ€™t have the power. BÃªte is the master.â€
â€œHe is an indifferent master who has given me the power.â€ He shook her, and her head hit the wall.
He moved in closer. Even with her head turned Belle could smell the stale cider on his breath. His thumb massaged her shoulder then he trailed his fingers down her arm and backed up again. She cringed. Before she could think what to do, she heard a loud roar and M. Gros hung in the air. BÃªte held him there with his cybernetic arm.
â€œM. Gros,â€ BÃªte said, the sound turned into a growl as it traveled through the manmade voice box, â€œyou are fired. Collect your things and be gone. I better not see you on my land again.â€ Then he dropped the man. M. Gros grunted with pain as he hit the ground. BÃªte turned to Belle. â€œAre you alright?â€
â€œYou wonâ€™t break just because Iâ€™m holding your hand. But if you forget to breathe we’ll have problems.â€
Belle looked at the face of the half man half robot she had come to know and nodded. â€œYouâ€™re here.â€
BÃªte reached out with his human hand and wiped away tears Belle hadnâ€™t even realized were there. She wrapped her fingers around his. BÃªte held his breath.
Belle smiled, â€œYou wonâ€™t break just because Iâ€™m holding your hand. But if you forget to breathe we’ll have problems.â€
Belle smiled, â€œMuch better.â€ She looked away and bit her lip. â€œIâ€™ve been worried about Father. I think heâ€™s on the mend, but M. Gros threatened to evict him from the cottage.â€
â€œWhat? He doesnâ€™t have any grounds. The rent is being paid from your wages.â€
â€œThat is what I thought too, but he said otherwise.â€
BÃªte looked around for M. Gros, but he must have slunk away hopefully for good.
He looked down at Belle. â€œI will look into it. Donâ€™t worry.â€
â€œThank you. How did you know to come.â€
BÃªte scratched the back of his neck and looked away. â€œWell Iâ€™ve been watching you in the mirror, and when I saw that man pull you into the dark I got umâ€¦ worried.â€
Belle had suspected as much. â€œAnd, what are you going to do now? Go back home and hide?â€
â€œWell, Iâ€™ve been thinking, and I was wondering if maybe you could uhâ€¦ help me?â€
â€œOf course I can.â€
BÃªte looked toward the alleyâ€™s opening where he could see the dancing people. â€œI believe there is a Queen of the Roses to crown, but umâ€¦ Iâ€¦ there are a lot of people.â€
â€œI will introduce you.â€
â€œAnd, you wonâ€™t leave me alone with them, right?â€
â€œI will stick by your side the whole evening if you wish it.â€
She hooked her arm through his, and they walked toward the townâ€™s people.