Belle was on her knees, but she stood up as Erik did. Her eyes were going from him to Gaston. She eventually looked at her father as well. It was a hard decision, but she finally got herself to stand between Erik and Gaston. It was clear she was scared, after being smacked, but she stood her ground. "Go away". Her voice trembled just a little. "I... I am staying here. With him. I promised to." Her gaze went to Gerard. "I... I'm sorry, father. But this is where I belong." Keeping an eye on Gaston, she walked closer to Erik, her hands on his arm. "If you are going to kill him, you might as well kill me first." She looked up at Erik. It was obvious she was scared, but equally obvious she would not allow anyone to harm him, at least for as long as she could help it. "Please... father, please go away. You too, Gaston. He has caused you no harm", she tried to reason.