Beauty and The Beast
Chapter 11
**Louis' P.O.V**
We sat in silence for a few moments before she spoke again. "My dad isn't going to be home for a while, and I was just going to have a movie day," she paused for a moments. "Want to maybe join me?" I wanted nothing more then to join her, but I played it cool; I didn't answer too quickly, I didn't add too much excitement into my voice, basically the basics.
"Sure" I simply replied.
"What movies?" She had been looking through her D.V.D rack that sat in the corner of her room.
"We have three choices" She turned to face me holding three fingers up. "Option one" She changed her fingers around so she held up one finger. 'Vintage movie marathon, this includes Breakfast Club, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Grease, Road House, Gremlins, Wizard of Oz, Jurassic Parks, and Back to the Future." She held up two fingers "Option two is Horror movie marathon. This includes: 13: Game of Death, Alien, Apollo 18, Women in Black, Mama, Forget me not, Boogieman, Cabin Fever, Case 39, Carriers, and Chernobyl Diaries." That sounded interesting, but she still had one more option. "Third option: my personal favorite, Disney. I don't think I need to list those off" And she was right about that, thanks to my little sister I can almost recite every line in Cinderella.
"As much as I loved" note the sarcasm "old lovey dovey vintage movies, and Disney movie, I think we should go with Horror."
"Okay" She started to pull out each movie and toss them to her bed, since I was on it, a few hit my legs.
"Violent are we" I snickered, it came off way more sexual then intended.
"Pick your movie; when you get it in, come down stairs. I'll be making popcorn" She spun on her heel and walked out.
"My god, how much popcorn do you need?" I remarked at the two large bowls that sat on bed.
"It'll last until we run out of movie yah dingus." She is sassy and bipolar today. She hit play and dove into her bed, sitting close to me. Every once in a while she would jump, scream, or dig her face into my chest. I found it cute how much she likes these movies, but how they scare her half to death. We got about halfway through the movie when the door opened and slammed shut. For once it was me who jumped.
"Your mom?" She shook her head no. "Your dad" She let out a disappointed sigh before nodding.
"Stay here, I'll be right back." She got up, making the side she snuggled up to cold.
**Belle's P.O.V**
"Hey daddy" I smiled at him as he was hanging his coat up. "How was... work today?" I used work lightly.
"Fine" He simply replied.
"I heard you went grocery shopping, did you get anything?" He sat pinching the brim of his nose, leaned up against out granite counter. He only had one hand supporting him, his face down so I couldn't see the emotion he was showing. "Daddy?" I went and touched his shoulder. " Are you okay? Would you like some tea?" It all moved so quickly, all at once. Him shouting, 'you ask too many damn questions' and the hard backhand across my right cheek. I only sat with my face looking left and down. My hair was in my face, touching the now burning cheek.
"Go make me tea, then you are to sit in your room for the rest of the night." I looked back up at him, tears threatening to spill from my eyes, and nodded.
"Yes daddy" I lightly whispered before heading off to make his tea.
We sat in silence for a few moments before she spoke again. "My dad isn't going to be home for a while, and I was just going to have a movie day," she paused for a moments. "Want to maybe join me?" I wanted nothing more then to join her, but I played it cool; I didn't answer too quickly, I didn't add too much excitement into my voice, basically the basics.
"Sure" I simply replied.
"What movies?" She had been looking through her D.V.D rack that sat in the corner of her room.
"We have three choices" She turned to face me holding three fingers up. "Option one" She changed her fingers around so she held up one finger. 'Vintage movie marathon, this includes Breakfast Club, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Grease, Road House, Gremlins, Wizard of Oz, Jurassic Parks, and Back to the Future." She held up two fingers "Option two is Horror movie marathon. This includes: 13: Game of Death, Alien, Apollo 18, Women in Black, Mama, Forget me not, Boogieman, Cabin Fever, Case 39, Carriers, and Chernobyl Diaries." That sounded interesting, but she still had one more option. "Third option: my personal favorite, Disney. I don't think I need to list those off" And she was right about that, thanks to my little sister I can almost recite every line in Cinderella.
"As much as I loved" note the sarcasm "old lovey dovey vintage movies, and Disney movie, I think we should go with Horror."
"Okay" She started to pull out each movie and toss them to her bed, since I was on it, a few hit my legs.
"Violent are we" I snickered, it came off way more sexual then intended.
"Pick your movie; when you get it in, come down stairs. I'll be making popcorn" She spun on her heel and walked out.
"My god, how much popcorn do you need?" I remarked at the two large bowls that sat on bed.
"It'll last until we run out of movie yah dingus." She is sassy and bipolar today. She hit play and dove into her bed, sitting close to me. Every once in a while she would jump, scream, or dig her face into my chest. I found it cute how much she likes these movies, but how they scare her half to death. We got about halfway through the movie when the door opened and slammed shut. For once it was me who jumped.
"Your mom?" She shook her head no. "Your dad" She let out a disappointed sigh before nodding.
"Stay here, I'll be right back." She got up, making the side she snuggled up to cold.
**Belle's P.O.V**
"Hey daddy" I smiled at him as he was hanging his coat up. "How was... work today?" I used work lightly.
"Fine" He simply replied.
"I heard you went grocery shopping, did you get anything?" He sat pinching the brim of his nose, leaned up against out granite counter. He only had one hand supporting him, his face down so I couldn't see the emotion he was showing. "Daddy?" I went and touched his shoulder. " Are you okay? Would you like some tea?" It all moved so quickly, all at once. Him shouting, 'you ask too many damn questions' and the hard backhand across my right cheek. I only sat with my face looking left and down. My hair was in my face, touching the now burning cheek.
"Go make me tea, then you are to sit in your room for the rest of the night." I looked back up at him, tears threatening to spill from my eyes, and nodded.
"Yes daddy" I lightly whispered before heading off to make his tea.
Thank you!
4/4/14