So sorry for not uploading this chapter sooner guys. I apologise. I hope you like this x
The next day found Mal well enough to go home. The scans showed some internal bruising but nothing more severe then that, much to Belle's relief. Mal was currently in the limo as it pulled up outside the castle and she couldn't help but take a deep breath, something the brunette next to her noticed. Belle gently took Mal's hand in her own and gave it a gently squeeze. The mother knew Mal was nervous about being here but she wasn't sure how to make her feel more calm. "Would you like to join me in the library, Mal?" The brunette mother asked.
Mal turned to face her boyfriends mother with excitement in her eyes. "I'd love to." She responded, sharing a smile with Belle as she did. The purplette had heard rumours of how magnificent Belle's library was and she couldn't wait to actually see it for herself, knowing how few people actually got to.
With a smile Belle climbed out of the car before slowly helping Mal out. Usually she would have had Ben or Adam carry Mal in but the purplette was sure it wasn't necessary and much to Belle's annoyance the pair had a mandatory meeting they both had to attend. Slowly the pair made their way into the castle but as they got into the foyer Belle stopped. "Mal would you like to change first?" She asked, knowing that the jeans she was in would be uncomfortable with her bruises.
The purplette immediately nodded to her boyfriends mother. "Yes, but I don't have anything to change into." She said and Belle simply smiled at her. Mal couldn't believe she seemed to have a mother figure who actually cared about her. It felt strange but also really nice at the same time.
"Actually I had Ben and Evie bring some of your looser clothes over here last night. I hope you don't mind." The brunette told the teen.
Mal however couldn't believe her ears. Belle had taken time out of her day to ensure she had everything she would need for while she was staying at the castle. It was really weird for her to think of. "I don't mind. Thanks." She responded to the brunette, sending her a shy smile. She allowed Belle to help her through the castle, up the stairs and into what the royal family had designated as her room in the castle. But as the two walked intot he room Mal couldn't help but be shocked. The walls were painted purple, the bed had a purple and green bed set on it and there were purple and green accessories around the room. "Wow!" She exclaimed as she took in the room, smiling broadly.
Belle smiled at the purplette's reaction. "Do you like it?" She asked. This was something she had been working on since Ben's coronation. After watching Mal and her siblings choose good she knew they would be spend a lot of time at the castle, but she didn't think it would be under these circumstances. So she now has a room for each VK set up in the castle.
Taking another look around Mal turned to face the brunette. "It's wonderful. I love it." Mal told her, smiling brightly. No one had ever done anything so considerate for her before.
Slowly Mal grabbed a pair of purple pyjamas and moved into the en-suite bathroom to change. She struggled with her top for a little and noticed every time she lifted her arms she got a shooting pain down her sides. It took a little over half an hour for her to get changed and as she stepped out of the bathroom she was surprised to find Belle sat in her room, waiting patiently for her to finish. Mal had assumed she would have left by now with how long she had taken.
The mother immediately noticed the pain on Mal's face as she sat in her chair at her dresser to her hair brush. Belle knew better then to immediately interfere but as she watched Mal grimace as the teen tried to brush her hair she stepped towards her. The mother carefully took the hair brush out of the teens hand and with a smile she began to brush the teens hair.
Instinctively Mal leant her head back as Belle brushed her hair. She couldn't help but sigh gently as she felt Belle alternate between brushing her hair and running her fingers through her purple locks. Whenever she brushed her hair it always hurt as she simply pulled the brush through the tangles in her hair, even when Evie did her hair she felt some tugging. But with Belle she didn't feel any of that. The brush just seemed to glide through her hair and Mal could feel herself relaxing the longer Belle continued.
The teen had never had this before, a mother figure brushing her hair. But she liked it. Maybe staying in the castle with Belle wouldn't be as bad or as worrying as she originally thought it would be.
Author's Note: So I hope you guys like this. This is the last chapter planned for this story, it's now complete. Please review and let me know what you thought x