it’s a little known fact that beau can take a lot of shit. he’s been taking it his whole life , from his mother to the bullshit people wanna write online. everyone has something to say , everyone likes to run their mouth and feel special ; beau included. but at least he knows when to tone it down , when to mind his business and simply stay on the sidelines. he knows that much , but it seems bianca doesn’t.
it’s been a shitty week. the shittiest week of all. it always seems to happen on tour , the anniversary of anna’s death. more often than not , it’s able to pass smoothly and he can move on. but ever since the start of this fucking tour , he’s been getting shit from bianca. every day , he becomes the target of her aggression , her outlet. in most cases , that’s fine , beau has definitely taken worse. but between today’s date , and his guitar shitting itself halfway through their set , beau cannot take anymore.
so he snaps. and he says some things he shouldn’t have , in front of people who didn’t need to hear it. but she had no right shooting her mouth off like that , not when everyone knows what today means to him. god , did she have to be so fucking selfish ?
yet , beau knows when it’s time to apologize. he knows when it’s time to be the bigger man , to patch things over. they cannot spend the rest of this tour at each other’s throats.
❝ ye’know , just ... shit happens. ‘n yeah , ‘m not sorry , by any means. ❞ for a moment , as he takes a drag of the cigarette , beau’s arm tightens around bee’s shoulders. ❝ i shouldn’t’a done all’a tha’ in front of yer friends. tha’ was shitty’a me , i can admit that. ❞
