Tap, tap, tap. A young woman aged 19 ran down a concrete sidewalk in the city. The young woman had long hazel brown hair, crystal blue eyes, was 5’4, wore a sun yellow knee-length dress that flowed in the wind and she also wore brown and white sandal wedges that had an ankle cuff. In her hands, she held the handles of a white cloth purse that had small holes at the bottom and worn-down cloth around the bottom edges of the purse. In her hair, she had a white daisy that had been freshly picked. The city had tall skyscrapers that's windows glistened in the light and tall buildings. People walked and ran up and down the sidewalks, and there was heavy traffic in its streets. The sounds of beeping horns and people talking/yelling bounced around in the air. The young woman thought, ‘I’m so late,’ while she ran down the sidewalk. She ran until she got to the end of the sidewalk. In front of her was a busy street, a stoplight, and another sidewalk that was across the street. Off to the side of
After 2 hours of driving the limo breaks screeched"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRREEEEEKKKK HISSSSSSSSS"The limo came to a slow stop. The man in black looked out the window and grumbled, "We're here." Marigold covered her face as tears flooded the palms of her hands, overflowing out the sides. The man in black mocked, "You're ridiculous." She glared at him screaming, "The only one here that's ridiculous is you." She buried her face back into the palms of her hands and the man in black scoffed. He swung open the passenger's side door on his side and grumbled, "Get out of the car." He swung his feet out of the door, planting them into the gravel, stood up, poked his head back into the car, and shouted, "Get out of the car." She cried, "Take me home now!" Her tears started dripping down her arms and she began to shake. The man in black slammed the door on his side, walked over to her side door, and swung the door open. He shouted, "I don't have time to play foolish games with a foolish woman
Marigold looked at Mr.Bax and said, “Are you happy now? You’ve taken everything from me.” Mr.Bax scoffed, saying, “Don’t be dramatic, you now have a better life. Nothing was taken from you, only given to you. You should be thanking me for taking you from your pitiful life and giving you a bigger and better life. A life you can now be proud of.” Marigold said, “You’re delusional and self centered. You’re a miserable and lonely old man.” Mr.Bax laughed and said, “You say miserable, I say rich and happy. Now that you have access to all these new riches you will soon understand that money is the best thing to have in this world.” She cried, “You’re sick, sick and disgusting. I would choose to be poor any day over having all these riches.” Mr.Bax said, “Well then you’re a fool.” Knock, knock, knock The knocking at the office door silenced Marigold and Mr.Bax. Mr.Bax said, “Come in,” and a man in his 50’s walked through the door. The man wore a white button up shirt, a dark green sweater
Angela looked at Beau and Marigold staring at each other and said, "Goodness you two look like you've seen ghosts." Marigold looked down and said, "U-uh," Nathaniel interrupted saying, "She's just staring because she thinks Beau is handsome. Isn't that right Marigold?" Marigold gripped her dress while Beau stared at her thinking, 'She's my wife… she's so beautiful but she's way more quiet than she was this morning… I wonder…. I wonder what my father has done to her. How can she go from being so witty and bold to being timid and shy?' Nathaniel said, "So my boy, how did you get production sales up?" Beau ignored his father, continuing to stare at Marigold fidgeting in her seat. Nathiel said, "I've never seen you so distracted in my life Beau," but Beau continued to ignore his father. Angela looked at Marigold starting to shake and said, "I know you're in love Beau but stop staring at her, you're making the poor girl nervous." Beau quickly looked away and Nathaniel said, "Oh nonsense, h
An hour passed and Marigold’s cries became quieter and quieter until finally silence hit the hallway. Beau pressed his ear to the door no longer hearing Marigold and thought, ‘At least she stopped crying, but I can’t allow her to continue being miserable like this.’ Beau sat on the floor, the back of his head pressing up to the door, and thought, ‘I never imagined my father would do something this cruel, this isn’t what I wanted… I should’ve never agreed to allow him to find me a wife to marry, I should’ve never signed the marriage certificate… The pain and fear she must feel, to be completely stripped from her home, not knowing where she is, but losing everything… I have to fix this now, for her sake…’ Beau pulled out his phone calling his father. He put his ear up to the phone hearing the phone ringing. BRIIIIIIIIING BRIIIIIIING BRIIIIIIING Beau’s phone rang until it reached Nathaniel’s voicemail. Beau hit the floor with his fist and thought, ‘PICK UP you’ve already dragged me int
Marigold stood by her window watching Beau's car fade in the distance and the black gate door close, slamming shut. She thought, 'I have to move and I have to move fast if I want to get out of here, but how can I make it through the gate without being detected?" She rubbed her chin with her hand and thought, 'If I can stay low and quiet enough, maybe I can stay hidden outside from any security… The only thing that's really lit up is the gate itself, not the entire wall. I can stay hidden in the shadows by the gate and wait until they open the gate for Beau, when his car pulls in I'll have to hurry and stay low but I'm sure I can sneak by without detection. Now the security person's station is on the left side of the gate, so I'll have to stay on the right side of the gate and make sure I stay on the right side of the car so I don't get seen… Alright… I need to get changed.' She looked through her clothing pulling out a solid black pair of high waisted jeans, black tank top, and a blac
At a gas station pump, sitting in his white sports car that had a black interior, sat Beau dialing up his father on his phone. He put his phone up to his ear, hearing it ring, until it reached Nathaniel’s voicemail. Beau tossed his phone on the front passenger's side seat, rested his forehead against the steering wheel, and said, "He's avoiding my calls, thinking I'll let this slide. UGH! This is ridiculous! He should have never tried to buy me a wife. Now all she is, is miserable and it breaks my heart." BUZZZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZBeau looked over at his phone to see it vibrating. He quickly picked up his phone and looked at the screen to see Carls calling him. He sighed, rolled his eyes, and answered his phone saying, "Yes." Carls said, "Master Beau, you are needed at home." Beau said, "Home? Why are you at my house? I thought your shift was over already." Carls said, "I left my house key, but there is a bigger problem. So please Master Beau come home at on
Beau walked back to the guest bedroom (that Marigold was in) thinking, 'What did I just do? I lost my temper in a way that I almost never do but… Seeing what he did to Marigold killed me. I just couldn’t control myself. The fact that he would do that to a woman is bad enough and that alone would have made me knock out his teeth but the fact that he did this to Marigold… If Carls wasn’t there to stop me… I would have turned into a completely different person. I would have gone too far.’ Beau stood at the doorway of the guest bedroom (that Marigold was in) and saw Marigold sitting down, hunched over, covering her face while she cried. He walked over to her, kneeled down to her level, and said, “You don’t have to worry about Trad anymore, he’s gone for good…” Marigold stuttered, “I-I w-was so em-embarrassed and y-you just o-over powered m-me.” Beau asked, “What are you…” Marigold slammed her hand on her chair’s armrest, looked up at Beau as tears ran down her cheeks, and interrupted him,
As she walked inside of her old home she once knew she looked around her seeing her once vibrant, modern style living room darkened and in shambles. She sighed, taking in the sight of broken furniture, scattered beer bottles, holes in the wall, and pictures of her family broken in their picture frames. She breathed in the air that now reeked of alcohol and trash, thinking to herself, ‘He never changed…’ She pressed her back up against the front door and closed it as she whispered, “It's only for a moment.” She walked away from the door, going further into the house, and began stepping on glass that crunched underneath her feet. Step, crunch, step, crunch, step, clang. She looked down, seeing a golden picture frame underneath her foot, crouched down, and picked up the picture frame, seeing an old picture of herself, her father, and her mother, all smiling at a beach. ‘When did you decide that you were no longer going to be my father? Was it the day mama died… Or were you always like t
Inside Beau's room, stood Beau. He went through his closet, going through his suits that hung on a clothing racket. As he went through his suits he felt his phone begin to vibrate. He took it out of his pocket, looked at it, seeing Fress calling, and answered it, saying, "Yes?" "Sorry to call so late Mr.Bax Jr. but while you've been wasting your day away doing senseless, 'Birthday activities,' with your family, I've been working hard on the charity event and need your signature on some contracts for the vendors," Fress snickered. Beau gritted his teeth, sighed, and said, "Send them to me and I'll sign them when I get the chance." Fress said, "See to it that you do. We can't all do whatever we want like you, with no care in the world." Beau said, "Okay." Fress said, "I'm glad you're taking this so nonchalantly. This is why you'll never be a top business man, because when it comes down to it, you can never focus and get the job done." Beau said, "Look Fress I'm not going back and forth w
Marigold entered the kitchen, looking down and smiling to herself. She looked up seeing Angela, Nathaniel, and Carls standing in the kitchen, the cake sitting on the island and a cake knife sitting next to the cake. Angela looked at Marigold and said, "Marigold, we were just talking about you." Marigold walked over to Angela, saying, "Talking about me? What were you guys about?" Angela grabbed Marigold's hands, saying, "How talented you are. I mean, you are full of surprises." Carls said, "Your voice sounds like a beautiful bell, Miss Marigold,"Nathaniel added, saying, "You can paint, you can sing, you truly are a very talented woman. I see why my boy is in love with you. You truly are an amazing young woman." Marigold's face turned red, as she looked down, saying, "T-Thank you, but I-I'm nothing special." Angela said, "Why Marigold Bax, that is utter nonsense." Carls said, "You are very special, Miss Marigold,"Nathianel added, saying, "A woman with talent like yours should put it to
Early in the morning Marigold stood in the kitchen wearing a wrap style shirt that had long puffy sleeves and was beige pink colored. She also wore blue skinny jeans, and t-bar style heels. She had her long hazel brown hair up in a high messy bun and wore 14k, rose gold, hoop earrings. She put a plate that had chocolate chip pancakes, bacon, and sausage on it on a metal tray next to a small cup of syrup. She went through the cabinets in the kitchen, found a tall glass, poured some orange juice, and put it on the tray. Carls walked into the kitchen seeing Marigold preparing a tray and said, "Miss Marigold you're up early." She looked at Carls, smiled, and said, "Yes, I wanted to make breakfast for Beau." Carls said, "Well it smells delicious, Miss Marigold. Master Beau is going to love it." She said, "Thanks Carls," stood in front of him, her back facing the doorway of the kitchen, and said, "Now how do I look?" He smiled and said, "You look beautiful Miss Marigold." She said, "Beaut
Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding Marigold was awakened by the sounds of her cell phone going off. She slowly opened her eyes and began rubbing them. Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding She listened as her phone continued to go off. She mumbled, "Why is my phone going off," as she reached for her phone that sat on her bedside table. She looked at the time, seeing that it was 4am, and thought, 'Why is my phone going off this early in the morning?' She unlocked her phone and saw notifications from the art websites she posted on. She gasped as she opened one of the notifications to one of the websites, seeing that her painting was sold for 500$. Her eyes widened as she smiled from ear to ear. She jumped out of bed and she began screeching from excitement. She continued to look through the rest of her notifications, seeing that they were commissions for more painting. She thought, '10 commissions and they're all 250 and above, I've got to get painting right away.' She ran out of her room, went to the art
9 Hours LaterKnock, knock, knock, knock The knocking at Marigold's door woke her up from her deep sleep. She cracked her eyes open, slowly awakening. She laid in her bed feeling her body feeling heavy, hot, and weak. Knock, knock, knock, knock She continued to hear knocking at the door but ignored it, as she closed her eyes, feeling her stomach begin to turn sour.She heard Carls say, "Miss Marigold can I come in," but ignored him, feeling pain in her stomach. Knock, knock, knock, knockCarls continued to knock at the door, saying, "Miss Marigold it's time to wake up, you're going to miss your flight." With all the strength she had, she opened her eyes, and mumbled, "Come in." Carls entered the room holding a silver tray in his hands. On the tray there was french toast on a plate, bacon on a saucer, fork and a knife that sat on top of a napkin next to the plate, and a tall glass of orange juice. He said, "Good morning Miss Marigold, did you sleep well?" She cracked her eyes, lo
4 Years ago…In his office at the Bax Company was Beau, sitting behind his redwood desk, holding designs in his hands. He sighed, thinking, ‘None of these will do, these aren’t original enough. The people are going to hate these.’ He tossed the designs on his desk, thinking, ‘Come on Beau. Sales are down by 15%. I have to do something to get sales up and these designs aren’t going to cut it.’ DING The sounds of the elevator dinging filled the air. Tap, tap, tap tapHe heard the sounds of heels tapping against the floor, and looked up to see Jessica standing in front of his desk. Jessica wore a black, peplum style dress, black stilettos, a chunky white pearl necklace, a white pearl bracelet, and had her strawberry blond hair up in a low bun with bangs. He smiled at her and stood up while saying, “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes? You look beautiful.” She sighed, while rolling her eyes, and said, “I hate this dress. I look terrible.” He walked from behind his desk, stood in front of
Marigold looked at Beau seeing him siding eying her with no expression on his face. As he looked forward at the road, he tightened his grip around the steering wheel, and said, "So, what did you think you were doing?" She looked down saying, "Beau I-I, I don't know." He said, "How could you just leave without telling me where you were going? What did you think you were doing, all the way in the city, without transportation or any form of communication?" She said, "I know, I should've brought my phone… I just… I was distracted." He said, "What if I hadn't been there to protect you? What were you going to do then?" She said, "I can handle myself Beau, I don't need your protection." He said, "Oh yeah, like you were handling Fress right? You had the whole situation under control." She said, "I did, I can protect myself, you just got in the way before I had the chance to defend myself, you…" He interrupted her, saying, "Marigold this is not the time to play. I'm not in the mood to play gam
4 Years ago…In Beau's office were Fress and Beau. Fress sat on a couch chair and chin buried into his hand while Beau sat on the loveseat. In front of them, sprawled out on the table were drawings of designs of different outfits drawn by both Beau and Fress. Fress said, "Alright, we need 2 more designs for the Runway show and then we're done." Beau picked up one of the drawings. The drawing was of a sparkly one shoulder dress that had a tulip skirt. Fress grabbed the drawing from him, looked at it while stroking his chin, and said, "It's a good design, but if we're going to make the dress we need the perfect model to model it." The voice of a woman said, "What about me?" Fress and Beau looked over at the elevator seeing a woman aged 18 standing in front of it. The woman wore a light blue, A-line, knee length dress, and black heels. She had a diamond necklace that sparkled in the light and earrings that matched the necklace. Her thick, strawberry blonde hair was done in an updo with