Beauty and the Beast

Cold and Emotionless

Chapter Seven - Cold and Emotionless

Do you kow that feeling where you start to panic and your chest tightens up because you know you were somewhere you werent supposed to be. Thats what I feel right now but there is also another feeling that I wish I didn't feel. This man made me feel as if, I know that I won't get hurt. I feel like I could do anything and he would not raise his hand toward me. Why am I feeling this, He is my captor not my protector. What the hell?

"No one comes in here..." My attention was drawn back to the man who was standing a few feet in front of the door. His voice was deep and it had me wanting to rip his clothes off. Oh my god, I need to get it together.

"You see what happened was that I was on my way out but I got a little sidetracked..."

"How did you yet out?"

"That's for me to know and for you to not find out...." Ha, idiot.

I could see his fists clenching and all of my fear came rushing back. He moved towards me and I stumbled back. I put my hands up waving them as if I was saying 'wait!'

"Wait! uh...ill tell you if you take your hood off."

"You are in no position to bargain." This angered me, how does he know? I know how to defend myself and I'm sure I could slip out of his reach, seeing how big he is.

In a short, clipped tone, I stated "than I guess you'll never know." he must have picked up on my anger because he immidiately relaxed. he raised his hands up first in a gesture of ok ok. I think he was trying not to corner me. Too late.

He kept raising his hand upwards to his hood. I could feel my self shaking in anticipation. Why am I so excited to see his face? I need to run from it not want to see it.

The first thing I saw was his hair. It was messy as if he had just gotten up from bed, but wow did it work for him. My eyes traveled down to his crooked nose. It looked like it been broken in many different places.

I looked at his mouth and I felt such a need to touch that I stepped forward. I kept walking in his direction and I did what my my body wanted I touched his lips.

They were soft and warm. I felt myself leanings forward, still entranced. I wanted to feel them against my lips.... just as our lips grazed, the spell was broken..

In my haste to get away, I accidentally looked into his eyes and I saw pain. I saw a look that had me feeling all the guilt a murderer would feel.

That was all there was and then he closed down. His eyes became cold and emotionless.

"Now, how did you get out of the dungeon?" his voice held nothing. I shivered at the emptiness in his voice.

"The button." I copied his tone, to mask the guilt and pain that I felt with not being able to touch him. I will not betray my father like that.

"Let's go."

"What where?"

Instead of answering he turned and started to walk out. He was crazy if he thought I was going to follow him willingly.

"If you do not come now, I will toss you over my shoulder, whether you like it it not."

"I'll take my chances."

He stopped and turned to face me. His face held this devilish smirk that had me wanting to jump his bones. He walked to me and faster than ever he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"LET GO OF ME, YOU CAVEMAN!!"

No reply or response. I beat at his back and kicked my legs. in hopes if distracting myself from pulling up the cloak to see if e had a glorious ass I shut my eyes and screamed for all I was worth.

"PUT ME DOWN, NOW!" I was beyond pissed now.

"Fine." I landed on the carpet with a 'thump'

"Ow... Where are we?"

"Our room."

"Our?!"