Trouble in Paradise. (Sequel to A Fresh Start, Janoskians Fan Fiction) COMPLETED!

Chapter Five

Chapter five.

Beaus POV.

"Hey sport!" I said smiling as his face appeared on my mac screen.

"Daddy!" His grin made my heart melt.

"I've missed you! Are you enjoying your holiday?" I asked.

"Yeah! I saw cousin Erin!" He said laughing.

"Ah that's good!" I said putting on a fake smile. He can't see me upset.

"When are you coming daddy? Mummy won't tell me..." His innocence made my eyes fill.

"Soon little man! I just have to sort some stuff out with mummy. Look I have a few people who want to see you!" I pushed the mac out so Luke and Jai were visible.

"Unky Luke! Unky Jai!" Oscar squealed. We spoke for over an hour. Until it was time for Oscar to go to sleep. Once he was in bed I spoke to Mark and Tom.

"We're cancelling the tour! I'm getting on a plane!" I say as I wipe away my tears that started to fall as I said good bye to Oscar.

"No! Beau listen! If you do that your manager will interfere..." Tom said then put his hand over his mouth as his brother punched him in the arm.

"What about Peter?" Jai questioned.

"Nothing!" Mark said a bit to quickly.

"What aren't you telling us?" Luke asked with a slight tone of anger in his voice.

"Dam it Tom! You couldn't shut up could you!" Mark said turning to his brother. "Look, where do you think Rose got the money for the plane tickets?" Mark said looking at me.

"Our joint account?" I asked with a confused look on my face.

"No because then you would be able to see she brought tickets... She went to see your manager..." Tom said quietly.

"She hates Peter..." Luke said slowly.

"Yes... But they came to a... Agreement..." Mark added.

"What kind of agreement?" I asked looking to my left and then to my right to see both Luke and Jai were as confused as me.

"He wanted you on tour. She wanted time away from you. He agreed to book the tickets in his name so you would go on tour because she was out of the picture... And he made her promise she wouldn't keep in contact with you..." Mark trailed off.

"She would never agree to that! Rose loves Beau! And he loves her! And Rose knows that!" Luke said, his voice grew to a shout by each sentence.

"Whatever was said between you two in your argument made her think its what you wanted Beau..." Tom said, completely ignoring Luke's fury.

"Oh my god! What have I done?" I muttered covering my tears by burying my head in my hands.

"We are going to fire Peter! And get on the first plane we can!" Jai said.

"No! You can't! Then Peter will know someone told you guys, he'll call Rose, she'll find out you know and she'll take off!"

"Well we ain't just gonna sit here while his wife gives up on there marriage!" Luke shouts.

"Calm down! We have a plan!" Mark said and I raised my head to look at him.

"What plan?" I asked sniffing.

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Roses POV.

I've laid in this bed all day. After seeing grandad yesterday I can't bring myself to get out. I've hardly eaten. Of course Tom and Mark are worried about me but Oscars kept them too busy to pester me. As I rolled on to my back I looked up at the ceiling and wandered what Beau was doing right now. My eyes flickered over to my rings. I took them off when I got here a week ago. My engagement ring hasn't been off my finger since my 20th birthday when Beau proposed. And my wedding ring had been on my hand since we said I do. It felt so weird to not have them on. I loved him so much. I missed him so much. I have hardly slept since I've been here, without his arms around my middle I just don't feel safe or home. I thought coming back to my family in England would make it all that much easier but the distance, the space between me as Beau is killing me. He stopped ringing me now. So many times I wanted to pick up but he said it himself... He regretted marrying me. I... I... I need him so much but he doesn't need me and that's what hurts the most. When I woke up this morning I saw on his twitter that he was flying out to Sydney in one day to start rehearsals. It's like a kick in the stomach, knowing he's carrying on like nothing's happened, like I never happened, but at least it proves I'm doing the right thing.