Breaking The Fate

Chapter two

Chapter two: The boy on the beach.

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When I was eleven years old, my brother was running away from the cops, he fell and hit his head on a rock.

He stole a pack of cigarettes from a small store around the area, then he almost got caught if he did not bump into August. I think his parents were attending an event and brought the future king.

However, August got bored of the event and sneaked out of the event without his mother knowing, but his father did.

Anyway, August was fourteen at that time, and my brother was thirteen. August took the pack of cigarettes from Logan and took the blame. He faced the cops, told them who he was, and gave them the excuse of being stressed as the future king of Palemland.

August's parents found out and they scolded August and threatened to punish him.

His punishment was; his parents get to choose his future wife and look at me now. I am his wife, and they chose me for a reason I am not sure of.

I believe that I am beautiful, but I believe that I am stubborn, cold, sometimes rude, and always moody.

When they came to see me ask my parents for my hand, I had a frown on my face all along - and I did not even know that they were going to ask me to marry their son. Their spoiled, arrogant son.

Ever since August and Logan became best friends, and Logan kept teasing August that he'd marry the girl of his parents choice, but then the table turned, and August teased Logan that his parents chose me, and my parents immediately agreed, even though my sisters were scared when they told my parents that they were here to ask for their daughter's hand.

I looked at my sisters who seemed distraught, so I whispered in my mom's ear to tell them to marry me their son- little did I know that they were going to choose me either way.

Back to the real story, August is a nice guy but he is a human who has a bad side. A bad side that I loathe, his bad side appears when he is with my brother or when he is mad or jealous.

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I love video games, and every time I get really mad at August, I take out all on the game. However, today is different. August has disconnected the internet all over the house, and I cannot play without the internet.

Video games can be my escape from reality, and now I can't escape it at all.

I walk back and forth in the room, looking at the floor while a loud sigh leaves my mouth every two minutes.

It is only eleven in the morning, and I haven't eaten breakfast yet, because I do not want to face August right now.

I really do not want to talk to him today, I have had it with him, and one more button, I might accidentally explode on him, and I know what's going to happen if I exploded on him because it is okay for him to get angry, but it's not okay for others to get angry.

In other words, it is okay if he feels these emotions, but others can't feel these emotions.

I don't feel good at all just sitting here with all the pain that is flooding in me so fast.

It sucks.

I feel lonely, and it's the worst feeling. It feels like I am lost in a desert, even though I am in one of the biggest castles in the world, even though I am surrounded by more than one hundred bodyguards.

I open my walk-in wardrobe, I bite my lips as I search for the perfect outfit to wear. I am not wearing a dress to a store, I am not stupid and I am not seeking attention- I do not mean it in a bad way, I am the queen, and if I wear a dress, I might draw some attention don't want that.

I look at all the dresses that I own, more than I can count. However, they are all pretty long, I do not own any dresses that reach my knees or above, it always has to be beneath the knees.

Then, I spot a red-tie front bikini, and I suddenly feel like going to the beach, even when I know that I will be going alone.

A soft sigh leaves my mouth as I take it, and I take denim shorts and a pink crop top, not an appropriate outfit for a girl, but I don't care.

I get out of the walk-in closet, and I look at myself in the mirror. I am beautiful, I feel confident, and I believe that I deserve someone who'd appreciate me more than August.

August is self-centered.

I have always wished for the man who never saw himself better than anyone else, who was kind to everyone, who appreciated what he has and never asked for something more.

August is kind, but he always has this look on his face when he meets people who are not like him. I don't know how to explain it, but he thinks he is better than everyone else to make a long story short.

Anyway, once I am done with everything, I pack a small bag with a spare outfit and storm out of the room.

Mateo looks at me with a slight smile on his face. "Enjoy your day, ma'am."

He knows that I hate it when HE calls me ma'am, we have known each other for so long; it still feels weird.

I nod, and I make my way to the main door. "Ma'am, where are we going?"

That is another reason why I hate being married to August, I can never go out alone, someone always has to be with me.

"To the beach," I answer. "Now come on, let's go before August comes."

"His highness doesn't know that we are going to the beach?" The tall man whose name is Damon's eyes widen.

I close my eyes. "I am the queen, I can go wherever I want, now let's go."

I wasn't in a hurry to leave, because August will be coming soon, I really don't care if he knows or not, but I just don't want to waste another second in this hell.

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Swimming alone is boring, but it is better than staying in a big castle alone.

"August, just wait until I tell my brother what you did to me," I mumble to myself.

"A girl talking to herself?" An unfamiliar voice appears behind me, I turn around to face a man who is swimming next to me. "That's a sight I always see."

He is shirtless, of course. I can see that he is extremely well-built, his brown hair is wet, dripping water on his lips.

His features are very gorgeous, his brown eyes that look like wet sand.

He looks out of the ordinary.

We look into each other's eyes, and I immediately get lost in them; lost in how pretty they look.

"Good for you," I tell him before swimming further away from him, he swims to me again.

"Stop running away, I won't hurt you- or bite you," he smirks.

"Excuse me?" I narrow my eyes at him. "Stay away from me."

"Will do," he squints his eyes.

I can feel him watching me as I swim to the shore until I can walk to my towel on the floor.

I can hear his footsteps from behind me as I lay on the towel, I watch him stand over me.

"It's cute that you think you can easily walk away from me," he says, tilting his head to the side.

I sigh, staring at the blue sky. I ignore him, and I close my eyes- maybe then he can leave.

"Step away from her now," Benjamin's voice booms behind me.

The guy looks at Benjamin with a confused look on his face. "And who are you?"

"Reece, come on," a boy who looks young runs to the guy who was hitting on me. He has similar features to the guy, but he looks seventeen.

"Unfortunate," apparently, his name is Reece. "See you soon, the girl I met at the beach."

Benjamin and I watch him as he walks away with the younger version of himself.

"That's just strange," I mumble.

"Yeah, how did he not recognize you?" Benjamin shakes his head.

"No, the fact that he thinks he is allowed to hit girls up like that," I say. "The fact that he thinks it's okay to stay and make the girl uncomfortable, even though I told him to leave me alone."

"Boys are boys," Benjamin sighs. "It all goes to how their parents raised them, ma'am."

"I guess," I stand up and grab my towel. "Let's go, shall we?"

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