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Chapter 7 | New

I never thought I would be doing this but I am. After he had saved me last night, I grabbed him with all my effort and carried him to the castle. Lumière and Cogsworth helped me immediately and he was placed in his gigantic bed. I had never seen his room before and it was in the west wing of the castle.

Right now, he was sleeping peacefully and I had changed to clothes that Mrs. Potts had offered to me. They were soft and they smelled like old newspaper. It was nice and warm. I walked over to the window, opening the curtains and let the sunlight in. The warm rays reached inside the room and fell on his face. His body was tucked neatly under the beige blanket.

For a moment, I stood there, admiring his face carefully. They were pale, like porcelain, and they shined, almost glittering under the sun rays. His dark red lips matched the colour of the rose I had seen last night. But, I couldn’t see his blue eyes.

I kind of liked his eyes.

Wait.

Did I just say that?

No.

Ok, let’s just forget I said that.

Ok?

Ok.

“Are you going to stop staring?”

I jumped at the sound of his voice, his sleepy morning voice and I blinked, calming my speeding heart.

“I wasn’t staring.” I said that firmly, and he opened his eyes. Immediately, butterflies erupted in my stoma—Wait, this is new. Since when did this started happening?

“Yeah, sure darlin’.” He said sarcastically.

I blushed at the sound of that nickname rolling smoothly out of his tongue, and it was not helping when his voice was so husky and low. Trying to drop the subject, I grabbed the warm towel on the plate and placed it on his forehead, feeling him relax under the towel.

“Helping me now? Where’s that feisty little woman?”

“I still hate you.” I reminded him and he laughed, a light one, and his full rows of teeth showed. My eyes widened when I was met with silver teeth, but I made sure not too look so closely to make him angry. “Thank you for saving me, last night.”

He dropped his laughter, and his fell on me. As if on cue, my heart beat started increasing. “I’m sorry for entering the west wing last night. I was curious. I shouldn’t have done that.”

He grinned, before he lifted himself up, and I immediately reached forward, helping him lean against the bed, the blanked dropped to his torso and huge deep gash on his chest made me feel guilty.

I immediately reached for another towel and wiped across his chest, removing the blood stains, and placed the towel away. I heard voiced behind me and I looked behind to see Chip and Mrs. Potts.

“Would the master like some tea?” Mrs. Potts asked and there was a goofy smile on her face. She seemed really ecstatic about something as her eyes moved from me to him. I looked over to see him giving me a nod, a knowing grin dancing on his face.

“Yes.” I said. “Please.”

I grabbed Chip in my hand, who wriggled in my hand, giggling as I took near the master. He gently took hold of Chip.

“Master! Master! Would you like to see a trick?” Chip asked eagerly and I was quite surprised when he smiled at Chip fondly.

“I told you Chip to not call me Master.” He replied. “What do you call me?”

Daddy.

What the fuck?

Something is wrong with me.

“I call you… J-ja—” Chip was struggling with the name and I chuckled at his boyish-ness. I pictured him as the small boy again and I smiled.

“Jack.” The Master said. “You call me Jack.”

“Jack!” Chip shouted enthusiastically. “Would you like to see a trick?”

“A trick? Sure! I love tricks!” Jack, who also seems to be the beast said.

Immediately, a bubble started growing inside the tea-cup and I smiled as it grew bigger and bigger until it burst with a ‘pop’ sound. That is seriously so cute. I wish Chip was back to being a boy. I would have squeezed his cheeks and kissed him.

“See?” Chip asked excitedly.

“Its wonderful Chip.” The master replied and I sat there on the bed, watching the exchange between the two of them. Maybe, the beast was not a bad man after all. Although I still hated him, after he saved my life, I think I can tolerate him now. He seemed a lot more safer to talk to and something told me that I should stay here.

May it be destiny, fate or God but some unnatural force in the world just wants me to stay here even if there is an easy escape route. I wanted to know more about this castle. More about the rose. More about the enchanted objects. More about every little secret here. More about the beast.

But, deep inside my heart, I wanted to stay here too, the adventurous side of me wanting to continue this mysterious journey and the safe, logical side of me wanting me to escape.

The sound of the door clicking close behind me brought me back to reality and I looked, my eyes locking with icy blue ones and I blushed, realising that he was looking at me. There was something in his eyes but I couldn’t put my name on it.

“What do I call you?” I asked and he narrowed his eyes at me as if I was a peculiar object.

“Aren’t you afraid of me?” He asked all of a sudden.

“Nah.” I shrugged off. “I find you hideous.”

His lips parted wide in shock and there was amusement sparkling his eyes as he tried to control a grin from spreading on his face. After a few seconds, he broke out into a laughter and I did the same too.

It is one of those times when you just laugh for no reason but you can’t stop laughing and you don’t know why but it is just so funny.

“Oh god.” He said. “I like you already.”

I laughed harder, blushing at the same time.

“By the way,” He paused, his laughter dying down. “My name is Jack Napier.”

And henceforth, began a wonderful friendship.

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