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Everybody's Fool

Chapter 56: Unbeautiful

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"I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
I love the way you make me feel
I love it
The way I love you…" Cat finished her song inside the Karaoke bar and bowed a little in a sexy way as the club she sang in gave her a round of applause. She handed the microphone back to the DJ as she walked down the steps and walked towards her new husband, who was smirking with pride at her and looked her up and down as she wore a pure white ruffle dress with white high heels. Her hair was in a ponytail and her makeup was heavily done. He thought she was absolutely angelic in his eyes. She sat next to him and gave him a wink. "How was that, my love?"

He handed her a glass of water and clanked glasses together. "Gorgeous, my wife. You caught everyone's eyes."

"As I could see…" Cat scooted closer to him. "The only person I worry about looking good for is you."

"You're absolutely sexy to me." Beck gave her neck a quick kiss as he wrapped an arm around her waist protectively and she leaned against him. "This week has been amazing. Best honeymoon ever."

"Have you ever been on one, Mr. Oliver?" Cat asked with an eyebrow playfully raised.

He chuckled. "No, Mrs. Oliver, I have not, but I have to say, this has to be the best any man could ever have. The sex, scuba diving, the sex, horseback riding, the sex, the shopping, the sex, and the clear beaches…and the sex…yes, the best honeymoon a guy could want with the sexiest wife on the face of the earth."

"On Earth?" Cat looked skeptical. "I don't think so."

"Oh, but I'm sure of it." Beck told her in a serious voice. "If you ever peruse a music career, you'd be named Sexiest Woman Alive 10 years in a row…maybe more."

"Doubt it." Cat giggled. "When this movie hits it off, Beck, you'd be named Sexiest Man Alive…that's for sure."

"Nah." Beck told her. "Attention will be all on you and your beautiful body, not me."

"You're too sweet." Cat pecked his lips. She didn't smell alcohol on his breath. "What are you drinking?"

"Water." Beck shrugged. "I didn't want to drink."

"Why not?" Cat asked. "I'm the one who's pregnant, so I can't, but you can."

"If you can't drink, I don't want to drink." Beck told her. "That's all there is to it, Mrs. Oliver."

Cat gave in and smiled. "I love the sound of that."

Beck kissed her forehead. "You're my sweet princess."

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Cat finished her shower the next morning, hearing her new husband snoring in bed still. She quietly giggled, knowing she'd have to wake him up soon. She put her robe on and went to the door, opening it and picking up the newspaper, bringing it inside. She went to the small table by the large window and sat down, curling up, and opened the paper, reading a bit of the news around Hawaii. Suddenly a magazine slipped out from the middle of it. She picked it up and saw the Enquirer. Someone's sloppy handwriting wrote on the cover saying "Read Page 22!". Odd…she turned to the page, knowing full well she shouldn't, and saw her night out with Beck from the night before on the page. It had her and Beck sitting at the table from the club.

RISING MOVIE STAR BECKETT OLIVER WITH OVERWEIGHT WIFE IN HAWAII!

…ouch.

Overweight?

The rest of the article talks about how Beck could've done better, not tied the knot with a slutty girl, and how Cat was holding him back from bigger opportunities.

It broke her heart into two.

"Cat…" She nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard Beck's voice behind her, next to her ear, reading the story over her shoulder. She looked to him and saw his eyes glassy. His lip trembled as he read what she had forced herself to read. "No…" He took the magazine from her and read some more. Cat watched as he suddenly flipped out and ripped the magazine into pieces that were now unreadable. He threw them into the trash can and was breathing heavily, falling to his knees, clenching his hands around his head.

Cat sighed as she stood up and kneeled down to him, running her hands through his hair. "Let's get packed, sweetheart."

Beck looked up at her and looked hurt. "Cat…don't you care?"

"It's printed and done." Cat said numbly. "There's nothing we can do. People think I'm a fat whore, who's holding you back…which I probably am."

"NO!" Beck snapped, glaring at her, but grabbing her and wrapped his arms around her. "Listen to me, Caterina Oliver! Listen to me!" He forced her to look at him when she tried to get free. "You're beautiful! You're gorgeous! I don't deserve you as my wife! You deserve much, much, SO MUCH better than me! You are not holding me back, you're pushing me forward! If it wasn't for you, I'd still be working at Sunglasses Hut! You've practically only been with one man! The only reason you slept with other guys that one time is because of me and my stupidity! I pushed you into their arms! To this day, I hate myself for doing that! But we made it through it! And we have a handsome son and a baby on the way to prove of that! We're married! We've made it through everything! Fights, kidnappings, shootings, dammit, everything! And we'll make it through this too! Do you hear me?" By the end, he was breathing heavily and holding her tightly, practically cradling her. When Cat didn't say anything, he slowly kissed her lips. "I love you, Cat."

Cat leaned her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I love you too, Beck. Thank you…"