Beauty And My Beast

A/N: Hello everyone! So I am slowly coming back into writing due to having no wifi. And I'm sorry, So to let you all know since I am visiting my best friend for a few days I have decided that tomorrow I will be doing a live stream to talk about my main story and one of the stories I am very proud of is 'The Bad Boy I Didn't Expect'. I want to do a live stream to talk about it and answer ANY questions you have about that story and the others. I need to speak with all of you about something important so I hope you will see it. I will give a link on this site, and my Tumblr so hopefully you'll see it. But anyways here is the first chapter :) hope you like it.


The cool summer air feels nice on my cheeks, breathing in through my nose; it smells sweet like grass. I sit on the roof to my bedroom. The stars sparkle bright as the moon shines his light down on the sleeping town. Sunset Avenue has always been a safe neighborhood for families and kids. That’s why my father, little brother and I have lived here for the past 6 years. My mother passed at that time, we thought that moving would give us a fresh start from the pain we suffered.

My nightgown flows in the wind slightly before I’m holding it down. Just because I’m 18 doesn’t mean I have to act like an irresponsible adult. On nights like this people my age would be out partying and drinking, but not me; I’m home reading or watching Jake. Things have been a little rough for us, financially I mean. My father works 2 jobs while I have part time because we don’t have enough for a babysitter. We’re just hanging on.

Hearing a light shuffle down in the bushes, I peek over in curiosity. Seeing nothing but darkness I scoot back, blinking a few times I feel sleepy. Giving the stars one last look, I crawl back through my window. Quietly closing it, I lay in my bed; clicking my light off I get under the covers. Darkness fills the room, silence is all that is heard; besides the television my father watches downstairs till midnight. Turning over I close my eyes, feeling droopy and quite tired I begin to fall into sleep.

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Waking with a sudden cold sweat I check the time, 3:25. The whole neighborhood is silent, not even a car driving by. But everything begins to feel different, something is off, something doesn’t feel right. Looking around my room, I see nothing until a slight movement is near my window. Squinting a bit I see a shadow There’s a man in my room! I open my mouth to scream before a cloth is over my mouth and I can’t fight until my eyes are sealed shut and darkness is all I can see.
I awaken with a thud, a car door slamming. All I see is darkness once again. I begin to scream, hoping someone will hear me and help. I begin to squirm, kicking and punching the small contained area. Light is shown through, blinding me for a moment. I see a black figure above me; he leans down to me; grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder. Oh no! It’s the man who kidnapped me! I begin to scream and kick my eyes still fuzzy from the sunlight, it’s hard for me to see. The man walks steadily, I continue to kick and punch but it seems to be no avail to him. Walking up some steps, I hear a large door open and I’m set down inside. Looking to the person who has captured me he looks very young, a few years older maybe. Facial hair and his hair done up, his eyes piercing with toughness I beg for him to let me go, “Please let me go! I won’t tell anyone please!” I kept begging. I was going to do what I could to be free.

“No, No. Let me go!” I screeched, the man’s grip wouldn’t even loosen a tad bit. His hand squeezed my wrist, I kicked, punched screaming for dear life. Maybe someone who CARED in this place would hear me and maybe rescue me. My pounding on him didn’t do anything, it didn’t even phase him. He has like, super strength or something. “You can’t do this! Let me go!” I tried yelling into his ear once more, but still, silence. The stubble sprinkled his face, his strong arm dragging me along this darkened mansion, or castle. Whatever, I don’t care! I just wanted him to let me go, let me free and out of this nightmare. He took me from my home, my father and little brother. They needed me! I couldn’t let them down. The taller man yanked me along, saying nothing but a fierce look in his eyes. I clawed at his arms as he dragged me along, stopping at a large corridor and opening it wide before ushering me inside.

Pushing me in, I tumbled into a room, very big, the walls red with an enlarged bed with black sheets. My face stared at the carpeted floor, hearing the slam of the large doors behind me I looked around for anything more I could use for escape, maybe to even stab the man who stole me, kidnapped me from my home, my life. I mindlessly searched until watching a window, wondering if it was my imagination or if it was actually there and my mind wasn’t tricking me. The window! I quickly came up with a plan, running for the wall and unlatching it. My head poked out, only to see deep, deep down into a dark abyss Fuck! Maybe it’s worth it.

I questioned if I could survive it, or just fall to my death. Maybe it’s better then what my life could turn into. I hadn’t long to think before my hand was once again snatched onto and squeezed, pulling me backwards, and being thrown onto something soft, the bed. “Are you fucking crazy!?” The man growled, his eyes turning into fury. He quickly shut the window that now blew back and forth from the wind, latching it and jumping on top of me. He huffed, holding my arms on either side of me and growling from my stupidity. “What are you thinking!? You could have killed yourself!” I squirmed underneath him. Oh no, he’s going to hurt me! Maybe even rape me. No, I WILL NOT let that happen. “Get off me!” I snarled angrily, I will not back down. I am strong! “Not until you calm down!” He barked into my face, his eyes inches from mine. I will not calm down! You think you scare me? You kidnapped me, how am I supposed to be calm!? I did the only rational thing I could do; I hocked a large loogie, and spat into his face.

A whimpered, disgusted cry left his mouth, releasing my wrists and jumping off of my body he stood near the bed. The saliva dripped from his cheek, he wiped it off looking at his hand and shook it disgustedly. I took no hesitation into taking my chance and hobbling off the bed, running into the other corner. I looked around for anything I could use to stab or throw at him.
The man now fully wiping my spit from his face he looked angrier than ever. His mouth revealing two white teeth no, fangs appearing from his mouth. My eyes widened in fear, what is he!? He took his stance, balling his fists and breathing very heavily, his eyes a piercing red and his face into a nasty snarl. “I scare you now. Don’t I?” He questioned.

An amused expression playing on his lips, my mouth dropped, my courage disappearing instantly. What is he? He could easily hurt me now, I’m so fucked. He took a step closer and my adrenaline quickly reapproached my body, grabbing the nearest object that sat next to me. Picking up a blue and white swirly designed vase, I gripped it with two hands, holding it above my head and giving it the best lunge I could possibly conquer. “Stay away from me!” I screeched with fear in my voice. It flew across the room, the man’s partial tattooed arm raising and breaking the vase with one swift strike, shattering into a million pieces.

His mouth turned into an evil smirk, showing me he didn’t want to take my crap any longer and knew he could over power me. I am NOT giving up this battle. I am going to at least TRY to win this. My eyes widened with fear once more as he started taking large strides closer to me, I feared the worst until reaching for the little brown table that held the vase upon it. I quickly picked it up, holding it above my head ready to throw the heavily enlarged table. My strength showing me that I am tougher and stronger than I looked. The man’s face softened temporarily, holding up his hand hoping it didn’t fly to him like the vase did. “No not the mahogan-“ I didn’t want to hear him speak, hell I didn’t even want to see him. I don’t want to be here, I want to be home in my small bed.

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Niall and I walked around the large castle early in the morning for a nice friendly stride. Today was the day that Liam had finally bought his slave, his property. A girl he would finally settle down with, we had heard her plentiful screams of fear coming down the halls. A smile played on my lips knowing that my best lad and best bloodsucker had finally wanted to settle down with a girl who would do his every bidding and be a good little slave and please his every desire. He’s always been good with blood bags that came for money but now he found her, the one. And it pleased me because he and Niall were the only ones without a slave to obey there every command “How do you think it’s going Louis?” Niall brought me back to reality, making our way welcoming down the castle we’ve lived in for years.

“I do hope it’s going well” I walked with my hands calmingly behind my back, the sweet smell of fear in the air. A sudden screech pierced my ear drums “Stay away from me!” a girl pleaded and then a loud sound of glass breaking. I smiled widely, glad that she is getting accompanied to Liam very well. Silence for a moment as we walked by the corridor, hearing Liam’s gruff voice being heard “No not the mahagon-“ He stops midsentence as we hear the girl huff, then no sound. “Oh yes, it is going swimmingly Niall” I reply reassuringly, A sweet chuckle escaping my mouth as we hurried along.
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The man’s hand went up again, only to grab the table and set it down with the quickest motion I haven’t seen a regular human being do before. My vision blurs for a second before I’m pushed against the wall behind me and the brown eyes are in front me. His hand grasping underneath my jaw with his mouth against my ear, his hand gripped me. I stood shocked from his sudden touch towards me. My hands lay upon his hoping he would let me go, I couldn’t speak but I was just bearable to breathe. “Don’t you understand, you are going to stay here now. You are not leaving, there is no escape. I own you, you are my slave, my servant, my property..” He determined to get it through my mind. His low husky voice trailed off, tickling my ear. You don’t own me! I am not a piece of land! I’m my own person. A light sob escaped my mouth, tears starting to spill from my eyes. “You’re a Beast” I choked out.

As I said those three words, he let me down. Watching in confusion he falters away, before slamming the door behind himself he talks with gritted teeth “Someone will be by to clean YOUR mess up” and with that he shuts the door. Leaving me in this God forsaken room. I have no idea where I am, I have no idea who he was and I certainly just want to be out of here and back home! Looking around, I run to the door; twisting the handle it is obviously locked. Running around the room to a small door I twist the knob and it opens. Only to find out that it’s a small bathroom. The window is the size of the one in the other room. Opening it, it peers down into an abyss of nothingness. Letting out a breath of agitation, I run back into the room with the broken vase. I step by it, trying not to cut my feet on it; I open a sliding door only to reveal all sorts of clothes on hangers; really nice clothes at that.

I groan in frustration, looking in the closet for a moment there is a slight knock on the door. I watch carefully, unsure who might come through. Hearing the clicking of a key, the door opens slowly. An older woman enters with a broom and dust pan. Her hair is done in a tight bun as she wears a loose fitting red dress. I blink in astonishment. What is an older woman doing here? She smiles as she closes the door behind herself. “Hello darling, I’m here to clean up the vase” She says in a witty voice. I nod in acceptance; I sit on the comfortable bed as she begins to sweep the rug. Sitting in silence for a moment I begin to ask my many questions “Where am I?” The older woman stops, looking up at me “Master Liam told me you would ask questions, sadly I am not allowed to tell you; you can have this discussion with him at Dinner” She ends with a smile, sweeping once more. Master Liam? What? Why can’t you tell me? “Well, you might as well tell me because I am not going to dinner” I cross my arms, acting like a stubborn child. The woman sighs, sweeping the glass shards into the dustpan. Looking around for a moment I remember she never locked the door behind herself, jumping off the bed the woman doesn’t flinch as I run to the door, turning the handle. Locked? What the fuck.

There’s a faint chuckle behind me “All the doors will be like that until Liam feels he can trust you..” Standing in confusion, I think on what to do. Because I am not giving up easily “What is your name sweetheart?” The woman asks walking over to a garbage bin in the corner, I sigh unsure If I should tell her. But she’s an old woman, she wouldn’t hurt me “Annabelle.. And yours?” The woman nods, “Pretty name, my names Gretchen and if there is anything you need please ask for me I’ll be around” Clicking the dustpan to the broom she heads for the door, opening it she says “Dinner will be in a half an hour. The dining hall is down the hall to the left, wear something nice to present yourself” She ends with a smile, closing the door behind her.
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The clock clicks on the wall, time running by as I sit on my bed. I will not be going to dinner, he can choke on a dick. Gritting my teeth I sit, waiting. This bed is actually very comfortable, but there are too much reds in this room. Bearing in my thoughts I hear a quiet meow. looking over, an orange tiger like cat sits on the window sill. I don’t remember opening it. Reminiscing there is a dark abyss below I quickly jump up, grabbing the kitty and setting him on my bed. Shutting and latching the window the cat watches me with curiosity. Looking at him angrily, I point my finger at him “Don’t go out there kitty, you could have gotten really hurt” I scold him as if he were a child. He meows in understandment, sitting straight up he watches me. I sigh, what am I going to do? Laying back the cat slightly moves to me, his face sniffing mine before he’s licking my cheek. Smiling I sit up from his sensation, “Are you a stray? I don’t have any food if that’s what you’re looking for.. But there’s going to be a din-“

I furrow my eyebrows at the thought, folding my arms I look away angrily. The cat gets in my lap, settling himself there “This ‘Liam guy’ wants me to come to this dinner. Which, I think he’s the one that kidnapped me. But If I don’t go I won’t eat, AND he’s going to give me information about why I’m here” I look down angrily, folding my arms again. I’m talking to this cat as if he was my new friend, well it’s good to have friends right? “Should I give you a name?” I perch my lip a bit “How about..” I think for a moment “Jasper!” I say, delight in my voice. The kitty stands, stretching his back he rubs himself against my stomach “Yeah, I like that name too” I smile, petting his little head.

Three hard knocks bang on my door scaring the shit out of me I jump slightly, “Annabelle, it is time for dinner. Are you dressed?” A man’s voice says behind the wood. Looking behind me Jasper has disappeared “No” I yell at the door. I am not seeing the man who kidnapped me.

“No? You have to come to dinner”

I roll my eyes “And why should I?”

“Because I said so!” He says louder now, showing that he is getting angrier “If you do not come then you will not eat!”

“I’m not hungry anyways!” I yell back.

Faint footsteps are heard as he walks away. Good, leave me alone. A sudden grumble occurs in my stomach, notifying me that I am hungry. Ugh, are you fucking serious? My fist hits the mattress in anger, I will not go. I am not giving in. But you’ll find out why you’re here, and you can eat. My mind ogles me, my stomach growls once more. I haven’t eaten since dinner from yesterday.. Maybe if I talk to him he’ll let me go. I smile lightly, Maybe.. I growl in disgust, getting up from the bed I open the closet door. Dresses sit on hangers along with dressers holding other items, everything with tags still attached to them. Guiding through them I choose a white floral dress with little roses, I can’t go to dinner in my pajamas. Pulling my nightgown off, I slip the dress on, zipping it up I grab flats that sit on the floor of the closet. Taking a deep breath I stand in front of the door, Is it even unlocked? Placing my shaky hand on the knob it opens with a click. Sticking my head out all I see is an empty hall with red carpet. Wait, maybe I can escape! Rushing myself out the door I pick my feet up and start running as fast as my little legs will carry me.

Instantly remembering the way that awful man dragged me from I run into a large corridor, running into the door I grab the knobs and try yanking on them. Only to no avail they are sealed shut. Fuck. I pull at them once more but do nothing. “Annabelle!” I hear a familiar voice. Gretchen. “Annabelle sweetheart what are you doing!?” I take a moment, a breath and then speak “Gretchen please! Please help me leave, don’t you understand he kidnapped me!” Maybe she doesn’t know and maybe she’ll help me. Gretchen shakes her head sadly “Tsk tsk tsk, Annabelle he did not kidnap you. If you just go to dinner he w- NO! I will not go to dinner where he can hurt me again why won’t you help me Gretchen!?” I practically scream at her.

She stands in silence for a moment, her head down as if reminiscing “Annabelle, if I help you we both could receive consequences and we could be thrown into the dungeon..” Dungeon!? My hands let go of the knobs, my arms going limp as I begin to feel a bit selfish, Wow I could have gotten her in trouble. I sigh, my eyes feeling wet. I blink numerously to make them go away. I just want to go home. “I’m sorry Gretchen, I understand” I fold my hands together; we stand in silence before Gretchen steps closer “Annabelle, I promise you it isn’t that bad here. This may even be better for you; you can get anything you want. Just speak with Liam” She smiles “Will he let me go?..” I ask tilting my head. She grabs ahold of my arm “Well why don’t we go see him and find out” She smiles as I hold onto her arm as we make our way down the hall to see Master Liam.

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