[ON HOLD] Addicted To You - A Beau Brooks FanFic

Chapter 6

❤️Charlie's POV❤️

*click*

*click*

*click*

What the fuck was that noise?

I checked my phone and noticed it was 3:00am, everything in my room was dark, but something kept making a weird clicking sound coming from the window. I got up and slowly made my way to the window, opening the curtains and seeing Beau standing outside, throwing tiny stones at my window. I sighed I'm annoyance, opened my window and glared down at him.

"Finally," he giggled.

"What do you want Beau?" I growled, crossing my arms and waiting for his stupid reply.

"Just wanted to see if you were up for a jingle," he shrugged.

"Don't you have that other girl?" I asked, rolling my eyes at him.

"What other girl?"

"I haven't just woken up at 3:00am to play games with you Beau, yesterday I heard a girl on the phone, your voice was husky, like it always is after a shag, so don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about," I threw my words at him hard. He looked up at me, furrowing his eyebrows at me.

"I didn't think you would be bothered," he whispered, only just loud enough for me to hear it.

"You didn't think I would be bothered after you fucked me twice? After you told me you cared about me? Well if you cared you wouldn't have fucked someone else behind my back, would you?"

He stayed silent, just as I'd expected.

"That's exactly what I thought Beau, now get fucked," I yelled as I closed my curtains, dived onto the bed and screamed into my pillow, my muffled cries still loud enough to fill my room. My tears began to get the pillow soaked after a few moments, when I heard my phone buzz on the bedside table.

I tried to read what the text said through my blurry eyes, a few moments passed and I was able to read it clearly.

Beau:

I can hear you crying:(

My breath hitched as I remembered I didn't close the window. As fast as I could, I jumped out of bed and looked out the window again, Beau was still standing in the same position he was standing in before.

"I'm sorry, I thought we were doing that thing when we don't commit to stuff like that," Beau said, sadness filled his eyes as he looked up at me.

"The thing is Beau, I don't trust people easily, I don't take a liking to people that often and you fucked that up for me. I liked you Beau, not as friends, but I actually thought something could come of us. The first time I ever felt this way about someone, and you had to go and fuck it up, thanks Beau, thanks a lot."

By this time my tears were falling all the way from the window to the concrete path, Beau watched them fall occasionally before looking back up at me, his emerald eyes glistening as the street lamps shined on them.

"How exactly did you feel about me?" he asked quietly.

"I felt like when I was away from you, my heart ached for your warmth, I felt like I had known you for years and that I could tell you anything, I felt like when you were with me nothing else in the world mattered, that's how I felt about you Beau. I hope you feel guilty now."

"I'm sorry," he pleaded, once again. "Just give me a second chance to make things right for us."

"There is no 'us' now Beau, don't you get it already? YOU. FUCKED. UP."

He looked down at his shoes in shame, I felt a tiny bit bad for him but not half as bad as what I did when he fucked someone else.

"You know what, save your sorry's for someone who actually give two shits," I spoke calmly but angrily as I slammed my window shut and began to cry some more.

SORRY ITS SO SHORT BUT ITS JUST A FILLER:)

UNEDITED***