BEAU (original version)| ✓
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  • Reads 101,701
  • Votes 6,277
  • Parts 64
  • Time 11h 4m
Complete, First published Dec 07, 2017
[ORIGINAL, UNCHANGED VERSION; COMPLETED]

DISCLAIMER: This story was written years ago and is not at its best.

Beau Jensen, a grievous mess that has only ever fallen in love once with the wild and absolutely charming Kendra Moore. Facing problems of his own at home and at school, she was the glue keeping his life together. But after thoughts of his father manifest and his mother's abuse and addiction become too overwhelming to bear, an unexpected break-up has his entire world falling to shambles. Having nothing but his passion for art to keep his waging afflictions at bay, he learns to put the pieces of himself back together. Though some pieces can't be easily put back together. And some pieces weren't meant to be put back together.
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You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me. Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted. "Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his. "W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel. "Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before. So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why? Well, shit happens. *this book is unedited