Redamancy

Chapter 15: XV

Seal- Kiss From A Rose

The regret Beau carried was slowly consuming him and couldn't help himself in his time of need.

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It was three in the morning where Beau was laying down staring at the ceiling thinking about his past

failures. This was something he would do a couple nights a week wanting to relive what happand that

night and praying for it to not be real the moment the sun came up.

He lightly brushed his right hand against his left running his finger tips across his wrist feeling textured

skin that was starting to smooth out. His desire to sooth the burning itch he craved was getting harder

to decline everday. Beau wished he found another way to cope with the situation, but thought he

deserved them in a way he couldn't explain. Sighing heavily he placed both hands on his face a frown

starting to form underneath. "Fuck" He muttered to himself in frustration.

Hearing the sound of his door creak open Beau moved his hands from his face and turned towards the

door to see a small figure take steps towards his bed and climb up with ease. "Hi Bea Bea" His sister

greeted softly. Beau cleared his throat before speaking. "Hey, Angelina right?" He answered uncertain,

Angelica on the other hand was to tired and didn't care to correct him.

"Sure" Angelica's eyes connected with his wrist where the moonlight showed from the window and

curiousty took over as she ran her finger tips across his wrist.

"Does it hurt?" She asked innocently. Beau made sure to always wear long sleeves, but he was in the

house and didn't care to cover up most times.

Beau didn't really know how to answer his younger sister or go about the situation. "Uh no not really"

"Oh ok" She gave a tender kiss to his wrist before laying down comfortably. Beau smiled at the

affection he had gotten."Thank you Angelica" She smiled in response as her eyes started to close.

Agelica quickly feel asleep while Beau continued to stay awake reminiscing his past. Annoyed at over

analyzing everything he got up stretching at four in the morning slipping on grey sweatpants and a

hoodie from his closet.

Beau quietly walked down the stairs grabbing his keys off the coffee table he needed something, or

someone to distract his urges.

Beau thought spending his time driving around his neighborhood would distract his urges, but he only

found himself infront of Haven's house.