Mr.CEO Don't Choose Me

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

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

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

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

4 days later Knock, knock, knock, knockMarigold was awakened by the sounds of knocking at her door. She pulled her purple covers off of her head revealing her messy bed hair covering her face. She pushed her hair out of her face and mumbled, "Come in." ERRRRRRR EEEEEEEK Carls opened the door holding a shiny gray metal tray of food. On the tray there was a fork and a knife sitting on top of a white napkin, french toast on a plate, orange juice in a tall glass cup, a small cup of syrup sitting on the plate (that had french toast on it), and two strips of applewood smoked bacon on a saucer (next to the plate of french toast). The breakfast aroma filled the room. Carls said, "Good morning Miss Marigold." Marigold sat up stretching her arms and saying, "Good morning Carls." He walked over to her bedside, handing her the tray of food and asking, "Did you sleep well?" Marigold answered, "I slept okay… Thank you for breakfast." She dug into her breakfast while Carls said, "Well I hope you