Amelia Becker and Beau Brooks were the perfect couple. Everyone envied their relationship. It only took one life changing event for them to realise how much they meant to each other. Forgotten, that's what Beau was. He felt lost without having Amelia knowing the truth, without having her in his arms whenever he wanted. Will she eventually learn to trust Beau and regain her memory?


18. Chapter 18

As soon as I got in I went to the bedroom, locking it, dumping myself on the bed. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to Beau. Not yet anyway.

To Georgia:

Is it okay if I come to yours earlier? I can’t stay in this house for too long. The tension is killing me. Xx


From Georgia:

That’s fine, does 3 sound okay? You only have 2 hours. I would pick you up sooner but I need to clean the house then go food shopping for tonight x


To Georgia:

That’s fine, thank you! Is it okay if you pick me up as well? I don’t want to ask him for any favours. Xx


From Georgia:

That’s fine too :) The girls will get to mine around 5. See you at 3, try not to have too much fun! x


To Georgia:

I’ll try not to -.- xx


As I sent the message there was a knock on my door. I didn’t answer I just stayed put. I knew it’ll be Beau.

“Amelia, let me in please.” He asked calmly. I didn’t reply. I buried my head in the soft white pillow hoping he would leave me alone. “Amelia,” He tried again.

“Go away,” I told him.

“Please, I just want to talk.” I could hear his voice cracking. I felt bad; I was acting like such a bitch. I need to stop. I got off the bed and went towards the door, opening it, letting him in. I went back towards the bed though, not making eye contact with him.

“I’m sorry for shouting at you.” He said, taking a seat next to me.

“It’s fine,” I mumbled.

“I was worried sick,” He told me.

“I know, the girls said, I’m sorry.”

“If you plan on running off next time let me know where you are so I don’t have to search the whole of Melbourne for you.” He chuckled lightly.

“You looked for me?” I asked shocked, looking up into his green orbs.


“I didn’t know, I should have kept my phone turned on. I shouldn’t have stormed off like that, I’m so sorry.” I apologised realising how silly I was to react that way.

“Hey, no. It’s not your fault, I was a dick.” He admitted.

“Yeah you were, but i was a bitch.” I confirmed he, he let out a chuckle.

“So are we cool?” He asked.

“I guess so,”

“Good,” He stroked my hair and kissed my forehead.

“Beau,” I mumbled.


“What happened?” I asked silently not knowing whether he would react like he did this morning. He stayed silent a bit but then eventually replied.

“Marcus,” He said with anger in his voice.

“He did this to you?” I looked up at him. “Or you did that to him?”

“I did much more damage then just a few scratches, Mi.” He cracked a grin.

“You didn’t have to,”

“I wasn’t going to let him get away with touching my girl; I obviously had to do something about it.” ‘My girl’ my breathing hitched in my throat and I’m pretty sure my heat stopped for a split second. “Are you okay?” He asked.

“Mhmm, perfectly fine.” I smiled. He gave me a weird look and walked out the room. I was melting. It probably meant nothing, Amelia.

I got off the bed and walked off into the kitchen to find Beau.

“Beauuu,” I sang.

“Ameliaaa,” He sung back.

“Can I ask you something?” I said leaning on the kitchen isle.

“Yessss,” He replied.

“How comes I’ve never met your girlfriend?” I finally asked. This has been bugging me for a while. I’ve never met her and he never mentions her either.

“She’s visiting family in America right now,” He said, not making eye contact.

“When’s she back?”

“Whenever she is ready. Something happened and she’s taking a break.” He replied.

“What’s her name?”

“Erm, her name? Oh, it’s Alice.” He said nervously.

“Right, but don’t you two call each other or something?” I went on.

“We text, calling costs too much.” He fiddled with his phone.

“There is skype and stuff though,”

“She rarely has internet there,”

“Okay…” I said, I weren’t buying his story. It felt fake in a way.

“What do you want for dinner?” He changed the subject.

“Oh, I’m sleeping round Georgia’s tonight.”

“Alright, need me to drop you off?” He asked, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

“Well, I did, but we weren’t talking so I asked Georgia if she could pick me up so she is in an hour.”

“Ok, fancy going to the beach tomorrow? Invite everyone as well.” Beau suggested.

“Yup, sounds good. What time?”


“Okay, ill go text them and see what they think.” I said walking off to find my phone.


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