Song Of Chapter:A-Team
Artist:Ed Sheeren
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My life wasn't always like this.The way it is now.I've lost my whole life.My father died when I was eight,my older brother commited suicide at just the age of fourteen.I guess he was pushed over the limit.I can see where he was coming from.Being tormented,called 'gay' everyday because your style wasn't like everyone elses,Not that there's nothing wrong with being gay.Also being abused by his classmates.It must have sucked.
But that's just how my life is.Hello,my name is Beau Maddison.Age?Eighteen and suffering through my last year of high school.I've been bullied pretty much all of my life.Being different.It's not easy.I'm not like the blonde petiet tan girls here,and I've been constantly put down for it.But the worste of them all-Austin Mahone.
Austin,he's been my bully ever since fifth grade.Ever since I had become well,depressed,he's make fun of me for it.I wasn't always weak.I actually did fight for myself,at one point.That was until I couldn't take it.And Austin took it to a whole new leval-he began abusing me.
Freshman year,Austin had began the abusing.He had everyone fooled in his 'game'.I was called a slut,a whore,and worthless.It completly broke me to pieces.I tried to fight back one day.I tried to hit him.But that turned for the worse.He had drug me to the janitors closet and had beaten me.I was covered in bruises.Every.Inch.Of.My.Body.And from that day,I never trusted anyone.
I hate my life here.I live in a run down abandoned motel.It's a complete mess here.There is cracks on every wall,tile ripped out of the floor,and rotting wooden floors that would fall anyday now.I don't even have my own bed,I have to share it with my mother.Who as of now,is a prostitute.It's her way of 'providing for us'.Do you have any idea how terrifing it is to come home and see that.It scared me for life at just the age of eleven.I was confused,I had no idea what it even was.
My mother gave me this dreadful name.It's not unique or pretty.Beau?She named me after her high school sweetheart.Which?Was not someone who I'd like to talk about because he's still in her life.Well,more like in her bed.But having this horrible boys name?Beau maddison?It's dreadful!Then theres the beautiful beach blonde girls with the names of Isabell,Marie,Ashley,you get the point.I've also been bullied for that too.
My mother told me that she has important news for me today.And that my life will be, 'Change for the better',whatever that means.All I know is that tonight is suppose to be,'formal'.Also that I should dress to impress.Honestly,I don't know what's happening but I think today,we'll actually be eating at Olive Garden.I've always had a love for Olive Garden.Once,when I was little my father took me to the Olive Garden for my sixth birthday.The food was splendid!In words I couldn't even describe.
It's nearly seven and I should be there with my mother at the 'fancy' resturant.I should be getting ready,I just have no idea what to wear.It has to be formal.
At this point my clothes are scatterd across my floor to me and my mothers room.My mother was already dressed She was gorgeous may I might say.Dressed in a simple gray off the sholder dress with matching heels.Her hair into a loose bun letting a few strands fall loose.She's always been so pretty.As for me?I'm not even close to slightly pretty.Just plain,horrible looking.
I sighed when I found a plain red strapless dress that came a little bit over my knees,and very cute sandels.I want to make my mother happy.If she says it will be special and important and she wants me to look my best,then so be it.
After finishing my hair it was down loosly.Not one of my favorite styles to wear but it will have to do.I just want this over with.
"Beau!Were leaving!"my mother called slipping on her shoes.She already was halfway out the door.It didn't surprise me.She left me a few times before.From stores to parks.It was frightening as a child but I'm able to put up with it now.It's what she does to try to 'provide' for us.Even though I don't like her ways of 'making money',she's still my mother and I'd take a bullet for her.
"I'm coming mum."I called walking out with her.
A taxi had been waiting to take us to our destination which,as I was right,Olive Garden.Not that there is anything wrong with that.I loved that resturant even though I've only been there once.
I slipped into the taxi staring out the window looking at the sightings.There was many happy kids joyfully playing around or either playing with their fathers or brothers or sisters while they're mothers took pictures.I came close to almost letting tears slip down my cheek.I held them in.
I've learned from my mother that if you want to be strong you must never cry.EVER.Only in private but never in public.It makes you look stronger.I followed her words carefully.
We arrived infront of the resturant.My mother paid the man for our ride.She gave me a small smile and grabbed my hand leading me inside.The moment we met the waiter he directed us to a private room which our dinner should be held.This should cost my mother a fortune.
"Enjoy ladies."he smiled.His crystal blue eyes twinkled under the golden light that sunk inside from the last bit of sunlight from outside.
"I'm sure we will."my mother smiled.
The moment we walked in,I saw three people sitting at a table with only two seats left.A woman dressed in a pretty dark blue dress stood up from her chair and greeted my mother.
"Leigh-anne!"she smiled brightly.She seemed a good woman.
"Michele!"she smiled back giving her un famous golden smile.
The other two people left at the table were two males.One,was very tall and buff I must say.Very muscular and coverd in tattoes.His blonde hair was swept up and his crystal blue eyes greeted me.I smiled in response.The other male had his head down to really tell what he looked like.His hair was a lovely shade of light brown and slightly curly.He wore a simple white t-shirt with a red leather jacket,black skinny jeans,and red Supras.Nicely dressed.
"Take a seat!"Michele smiled.
I sat down next to the muscular man who smiled once again at me.
"So,"Michele started."You may not want thias but this already has been decided."she sighed.
My mother and her exchanged a glance of un-sureness.How bad could this be.
"We've arranged a marriage."my mother said smiling brightly.
"What?"the boy next to me shot his head up.I still couldn't tell his face.
"Austin and Beau."that name.That name is what brought me into tears."Your scheduled to be married August seventeenth."Michele smiled.
"I want me son married and after searching so long,we both settled on you,Beau.We expect you two to comprimise."
"Oh Beau,this will be wonderful!"my mother smiled.
"Excuse me."I sat up from my chair and ran to the bathroom.
The moment I got in I began to cry.This is not what I wanted.My life long bully?The first month of our marriage we'd kill each other.Or atleast he'd kill me.I can't believe this.Why me?
I splashed water onto my face trying to calm myself.After ten minuets of composing myself I sighed walking out the door.But just before I had been able to walk back to the table I was pressed up against the door.I was startled to see Austin smiling before me.
"Looks like were getting married princess."he kissed my neck.I held in my screams of help because I knew that wouldn't help me.
After kissing my neck he chuckled to himself."You should really get used to me."with that he let me free and left back to the table.
I held onto my chest in fear.I composed my breath and continued back to the table.Once I was there I sat there quitly while everyone talked.Austin had slipped on a beautiful ring onto my finger although he wasn't who I wanted to be the one to marry me.
I was relieved after we left but still angry at the same time.
Marrying my enemy.
This,shall be a challenge.
A/N-Yeah I know it sucked.Sorry guys!I hope you like this story.SHORT chapter.I love ya'll!
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