It's all about him. -Beau Brooks fanfic

Chapter 21

Beau's P.O.V

"Okay boys I'm off to bed now, see you tomorrow"

"Night Beau", they all said in unison, slightly creepy.

I walked into my room and Charlie was fast asleep, I got in next to her and fell into a nice deep sleep. I'd talk to her in the morning, I hope she isn't mad at me it's just the boys said they'd be annoyed if I went. I don't know why I listened.

Light shone through the curtains and I flickered my eyes open, Charlie was already awake sat playing on her phone.

"Morning"

"Oh hey Beau, good sleep?"

"Not too bad, you?"

"It was okay, I had a weird dream we got married and you were dressed as a dorito"

"Haha now that sounds cool"

"Yeah it was"

"I wanted to talk to you about yesterday"

"What about yesterday?"

"The fact none of us turned up"

"Oh"

"Well I'm sorry. The others may not be but I should've been there to support you. I wish I hadn't listened when the boys talked me out of going. I just hope you can forgive me."

"Of course I forgive you, I love you Beau. I know you didn't come but I know lots of people who wouldn't go to a funeral naturally so it was no biggy, I didn't expect anyone to come anyway"

"Aw I'm glad you aren't mad at me. I love you too and I never want to lose you", I grabbed her in a hug, she was strangely quiet

"Charl? You okay?"

"Can't. Breath. You. Are. Hugging. Me. Too. Tight."

"Oops shit sorry!", I released immediately

"I'm okay! I can breath! Phew. Now I need a lift home, I'm guessing it's still a mess from the party"

"Uh yeah, we forgot to clean it"

"Well you can help me can't you"

"Yes boss"

Everyone is right I am under the thumb. Damn.

Charlie's P.O.V

Beau pulled up outside my house but something seemed different, wrong. The front door looked like it'd been kicked in. What the hell?

I got out of the car and walked towards the house and soon enough Beau was right behind me. I edged the door open peaking in, no one was in sight. The house was completely spotless but quite a lot of furniture was missing. 

"Um hello?, Beau shouted

"What are you doing you idiot! Have you seen horror films", i whispered angrily

"Chill Charl, you wait here I'll check upstairs"

Before I could object he was gone. He ran back down the stairs shaking his head looking puzzled. I thought it would be a good idea to phone my dad.

The phone rang and rang until...

"Hello?"

"Hey dad it's Charlie"

"Oh um what's up?"

"Someone's been in the house and quite a few things are gone?"

"Yeah I know, that was me"

"Huh?"

"There's something you should know"

"I'm guessing this is more bad news?"

"You could say that kiddo. Well you know ever since you came to live with me and your sister I always went away on work trips, even before you came back?"

"Yep?"

"Well I've got a wife. Also a child. We're happy together and I'm having a blast. They've caught your mother she's going to prison for a long time. I live in Florida now but I don't want you to find me. I've put enough money to last you forever if you use it wisely, I have a different name here so if you tried to find me it'd be impossible. Keep hold of your friends and Beau honey, because they're all you have left"

I couldn't even speak but I could tell Beau had heard the conversation, his face looked angered but more upset than anything. He snatched the phone out of my hand. 

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO HER!?" he screamed 

"It isn't my fault Beau"

"Well it clearly is! Well tell you what, don't ever contact her again, we will buy a flat together and grow up happy without you twisting her life. My mum will treat her as a daughter and will never ever give up on her. Now goodbye."

He turned and looked at me then got me in a bear hug. 

"Thank you Beau"

"You're welcome. I'll always be here for  you"

"And I'll always be here for you"

We thought it'd be best for me to stay with him, the boys and the girls but first we had to sort the house out. I started to pack my things whilst Beau sat on my laptop searching for a place we could live. I was so excited.

We went over to his to find everyone watching a film so Beau went to the kitchen to tell Gina what had happened and I sat in the room chatting with Lucy and Luke. They weren't moving now, they wanted to be closer to home and Luke didn't want to miss any drama. Typical, but this is why I love them all. They aren't fake or stuck up. They just act themselves.

Now is a time for me to wipe a clean slate and be happy with the people who actually care about me. Everything will get better. I just know it.

Sorry it's another crappy one but I need to build up to my idea:) Comment&Vote! Charlie xx