|Because You Care
Author: HoldMeThrough PM
Chiles wanted Beau, Beau wanted Chiles, there was no changing that. Nothing would stand in their way.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Chiles & Beau - Chapters: 8 - Words: 6,994 - Reviews: 40 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 21 - Updated: 06-13-11 - Published: 03-30-11 - id: 6857909
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Because You Care
Chapter 1: Life is Black
I know this is short, but the next chapters will be longer. I hope you like it and please review!
I was wearing black, a black dress, black shoes. And I was sick to my stomach, because I was at Kelly's funeral. And when they had placed her casket into the ground, I turned away only to see Beau standing by his truck, looking at me with these sad eyes that you only ever see on Soap Operas. I knew in my heart that I had to go talk to him. I still hadn't answered his question about California, and I knew he was leaving that day. So with the pea sized bit of courage that I had, I solemnly walked over to Beau.
"Hi Beau." I said quietly once I was standing in front of him.
"So what's it gonna be Chiles?" He looked at me with an emotionless face, and I crossed my arms with the tension hanging in the cold air. He was waiting for me to give him an answer, and I sure didn't want to.
"I can't go with you to California." I finally whispered as I looked away from his face.
"Yeah, I get it." I looked up to see him smirk and start gettin in his truck.
"Wait Beau, it's not what you think I just," I paused to find my words as he sat there, halfway in the car, looking at me. "I just can't do anything else. I don't know how to do anything Beau. The only thing I can do is sing and I can't just drop it now or I'll be doin beauty pageants for the rest of my life."
"Your not stupid Chiles, you realize that? Hell, your the smartest person I know."
"Stop making fun of me Beau, I'm serious about this." I looked at his hard eyes that were now softened just a little.
"I'm not making fun of you. I'm tellin you what you and I already know." He climbed back out of the truck and walked right up to me.
"I don't know anything." I muttered as our faces were nearly touching.
"Then there's no point." At that he turned and got in his truck. As he drove away, I stood there, and watched the only good thing that I had ever had, fade into the distance.