DRAMA QUEEN, WHO?

DRAMA QUEEN 2.O

BAM!

SPLOOK!

BOOM!

BANG!

KAPOW!

WOOOOFFFF!

Beam was kicking and throwing anthing he would see and get a hold of in his hands.

He is pissed! Devastated! Mistreated!
Betrayed! Jealous!

He had an adrenaline rush and had thrown a tantrum and went berserk inside the research room of his and Forth's mansion in Paris while forth was on a meeting at their firm at La Belle constructions.

He was agitated, oblivious, mad, hurt, jealous and sad  at the same time. Overwhelming emotions ingulfed his whole being. He felt like he was about to explode.

His sweet,babbly and usually teasing demeanor was long gone. He is in beast mode. He wanted to vent out his feelings at forth but forth wasn't in the mansion. Beam was infuriated! He spat hellfire allover the place ; cursing and swearing and slamming doors. All their house attendents in the mansion were also in shock and fear that they didn't move a muscle from where they were. The maids, the butler, the caretakers, the gardener, all of them. Dead on their spots with their souls flying aways from them.

He went to the courtyard and ran all over the place like a lost child; shouting and screaming like a madman. After exhulausting himself, he want back inside the mansion and strode towards the receiving area. He wanted to throw something to satisfy his anger more then saw a vase that was decorated in diamonds and gold. He held the vase in his hands and prepared to smash it on the floor. No sooner had he taken the vase and wanted to smash it down when he stopped.

" No. Not this. This is very expensive." he mumbled. He saw a painting hanging on the wall and huffed towards it ready to tear it into pieces when he thought once more.
"Probably not this too. This is a collectors item." he mumbled to himself again. He saw the grand piano and looked for sonething to smash it with wehn suddenly.... " Nahhh... forth loves playing music for me." he said to himself again.

Still enraged and pissed, he walked  towards the elevator, stumping his feet, and went up directly to the 6th floor where their masters bedroom was and jumped on the Kingsize bed.

He burried his head on the cottenlike pillow enveloped in a red silk  and shouted once more. He rolled and flipped and rolled again on the bed still feeling devasted . He punched the pillows and huffed and puffed and jumped up and down the bed like a spoiled brat.

Composing himself a little, he sat on the upper corner of the bed near the bedside table and looked at the thing that got him mad.

A magazine.

A man's magazine.

The French Mechanics Magazine that has the picture of forth wearing almost nothing - half naked to be exact... portraying his husband's perfection:  well-defined jaws, piercing brown orbs, fairly toned body, tanned skin, biceps, abs, and ....." huhhhhh" beam sighed in defeat while feeling drained cluthing the magazine in his chest for an embrace.

"Why was I not there in the photoshoot?" beam asked himself with a pout in his face.

Forth never failed to tell him about the said collaboration of the magazine and one of  their France-based businesses, but he was not able to come. When Forth announced the schedule for the shoot, he was also requested to go to Florida. He was asked to attend a special gathering which was prepared  especially for him in honor of his influence and support towards the Leaque of Surgeons in the U.S..

A surge of emotions was overflowing inside of Beam. He was furious, he was mad, devasted,jealous and most of all, sad.

" I should have been there! I could have taken a lot of pictures of Forth too!" Beam pouted and whined while feeling jealously mad and sad.