Decker's home. Belle bedroom. same night. she been staring at the box like an minutes or hours. the box are laid on her bed as she staring at it right now. she didn't bother to go downstairs for dinner. she didn't realise what time is. she didn't care anyone around the house.
A knocked sound at the door, she didn't hear. her eyes still locked at the box. someone enter. someone laid down beside her bed. someone are watching her. someone are watching her disturbing face.
"Oh my - GOD!." a mother voice echoes.
Belle get herself awake. she look around her bedroom and she spot her mother beside her.
"Stop staring on that things. what is wrong with you, Belle?." the mother asked. "You didn't eat. you didn't go downstairs either. like you trap in here."
The mother shake her daughter body. she almost slapped Belle on cheek. she freaking her out. she not herself today. she not her daughter she birth for.
"Honey?! since you got back from school. you didn't said anything. all I see your face so disturbing. blank. is there something you didn't tell your mother today."
The mother saw the box. she took it and open it. the song comes out. she shocked. she knew the song. the song from her mother who used to sing for her too when she were a child.
She looked up at her daughter face.
"Does this song bothering you? how dare you this song from my mother. your grandama. how dare you."
Belle snort. said. "Then think?! why this song were in this box."
"So?!."
"Mom?! you said to me once. this song is our family song. non of you or grandma shared this rhythm to others. how that possible this song were in this stuff?."
The mother blinked her eyes. she look down at the box again then back to her daughter face. curiosity.
"You were right. I've never - I mean. me and your grandma had nothing to do with publishing the song."
silent. the mother spoke back. "Where'd you get this?."
"By delivery man. I'll got it from school. someone must giving it to me and watch me if I received this."
sigh.
"Emma said that I should go to police station for my protection at least. from strangers, from this."
The mother nod agree. "She absolutely right. tomorrow we go. skip school. we go."
The mother patted her daughter laps. slowly the mother raise from bed then walk towards the door. Belle at behind exhaling bitting her bottom lips.
She put the box aside of her bed. she turn off the light and sleep.
And the next morning. Belle with her mother went to police station. the mother drove the car, as they two arrive. the mother asked.
"Are sure we gonna do this, Belle?."
"If you like to see your precious daughter being kidnap or being kill - then we go back. I don't need this protection."
Quickly her mother drag her out from the car after Belle said. as fast they can they two barged in. her mother looking for officers who could help them. but no one did. no one seen the mother and daughter.
The station are pretty busy. people a report. shouting. flirting with the officers. crimes are everywhere.
Belle asked her mother looking for an empty sit. her mother did find a sit. and now they waiting. eyes looking around. an half an hours waiting. the male officers called them.
"Ma'am?." he waving.
"Come on."
The mother and daughter drag the chair and sit front of the officers. the mother smile. so did Belle.
"I would like to report."
The officers stare at the mother and daughter without smiling. the officers quite charming too. young. like Gibson ages. Belle eyes on his uniform tag and his name is, Morningstar.
Morningstar? what he - Lucifer Morningstar?
"What report?." he ask. "Harassment? raped? robbery? broke in? what report."
"Stalking."
The officers smirked. "By whom? do you have any proof? you can't just barges in here and tell me you been stalked by someone."
"That wasn't me. is my daughter." the mother pointed at Belle who sit beside her.
"I want to report that someone stalking my daughter that I couldn't possibly don't know who behind all this."
The mother show the evidence. she bring the box with her then handed it to the officers. the officers took it with open hand.
"Just a box. doesn't mean someone stalking your daughter because of the music box."
"You're a cop. but you an idiot!." the mother cursed.
"Ma'am. I warning you if you being rude toward the officer. you two could been kicked out."
The mother stood for herself. "By a chance. do it!!." silent. the mother spoke back.
"Haven't you had a kids, Officer?." he shake no. "One day you will. think when your daughter got the same problem my daughter had. I bet you will do the same thing for your precious. so am I."
Belle laid her hand on her mother laps. now it's time she told the truth about what happen.
"My apologies for my mother behavior, Officers. she afraid of losing me. actually I - I mean. maybe I had a stalker. I don't know who but I can give you a information or description."
Later. the officers sigh leaning back on his chair. his finger rubbing under his chin as his eyes hers. Belle tell the officers the details she know. her life depends on it. she need the officers help.
"Interesting." exhaled. "Maybe he will. he suddenly gone, you received mystery gift from the unknown after he left. mystery bouquet, flowers. and its all make sense. I should investigate this first."
he breath. continue. "I will send the patrol car at night and day. in case it was him or someone else. who know. I'll keep this box for the evidence."
"Can I keep it?." said Belle. the officers stare her. "It's beautiful by the way. rarely things you first ever get. beside doesn't mean I encourage the stalker to sending me more."
her eyes on his.
"Don't we?."
"Whatever." he push the box. "I proceed this report. and this is my number. anything you need or anything suspicious. just call. okay."
Belle nod in smile. she keep his number inside her phone, so did her mother. the mother and daughter left the office with thank you. they two walk back to the car. the mother start the engine.
they two sit in silent inside.
"Lets go." Belle said. not having a response. she turn to her mother. "Lets go."
her mother shake her head as her eyes through out the car front window. Belle follow her eyes. what she saw are the officers walk pass the car. nothing special to see.
"Mom enough lets go."
"He been rude." the mother said. "You hear him."
"Of course. that his job."
"Not the attitude, Belle. his the officer.
he can't treat people like this."
Belle exhaling. "What you want me to do kill him? strangled him? suffocating him? what?."
"You were right. maybe I will." the mother pulled down the handbrake and hit the gas.
later. Belle and her mother arrive at home. the father are back. he is in the kitchen having snacks alone. he heard they back. the door swung it open. he held the plate then walk toward the door.
"Where you two going?."
"Police station."
"For what?."
Belle rushed upstairs. her mother drop the key on the table. she hanged her coat inside the cupboard then walk to the kitchen follow by her husband behind.
"They will sending patrol car outside the house. circling around the neighbourhood. looking for him."
"Him? I don't understand. what you two doing at the station and what all is this about?."
his wife rolled her eyes. she pulled out bottle wine from the cabinet and drink it. this time the mother really need a drink. she drag the chair and sit down. her husband take his seat too.
"Gibson?."
"What about him?."
"You know our Belle recently received a gift from someone she doesn't know, the strangers?."
the husband nod. "So you suspect him? Gibson? who doing this."
"Yes." she sip again. "I have to do this. because I so afraid. I'm not gonna lose my daughter because of him. no. Belle is our daughter, my daughter. I carried her. and he can't take her away from me, from us."
the wife cried. gently her husband take her hand, calmy her down. he smile as he said.
"No one ever take Belle away from us."