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Snow on the Beach - Montague x OC Chap. 1 [Looks and Introductions]

— a/n: This is an "original" story I made not so long ago, as i didn't really know what to do with it I wanted to upload it somewhere so I chose here! Its important to note that in this story midas is the father of Lana, the protagonist (my oc 😭) I know its cliche, like all of this is, but I hope for the best of this story!! One last thing, english is not my first language, so if anything ill be open to corrections and also ideas and asks!

— Sypnosis: Lana Gold Cherry was born September 29th, 2008. She lived five years of her life with a mother who barely took notice of her. Lana got into a big fight with her one day, leading her mother, Sunny, to call her mysterious father furiously. Weeks later, Lana finally left her house and went back to her hometown to start a new life with her now-known father, Midas. 

Once she grows and turns 15, things turn upside down and she now has to face the world as a teen. She falls in love and they break her heart, she experiences new things and tries old ones once again, but most importantly, meets the two men who she might end up crazy in love with. 

Will she be able to get properly in love with them? Or will her heart end up broken once again? We’ll see. Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

Golden Years - David Bowie   1:03 ──⚬──── 4:11   ⇆   ◃◃   ıı   ▹▹   ↻

Have you ever wished to be the daughter of a well known man? Have you ever wished for that man to be The Midas Gold? Well, let me fulfill your wishes then.

Lana Gold was born on September 29th of 2008, she was born in Venice, Italy in the afternoon, around 3:25 pm or so. She was a light ginger with gorgeous hazel eyes and small plump lips. She was pale and soft skinned, her little cheeks redder than the rest of her body and beautiful long lashes and short curled hair. At the age of 2, Lana didn’t really know her dad, as he ‘supposedly’  had abandoned her and her mother. Lana grew up in Toronto, Canada as her mother decided to move out from Italy as Lana was born. 

She lived a hideous life from age 0 to age 5. As her mother was constantly moving out from place to place and moving her out from school to school. She never really did make any friends because of her secluded and alienated personality towards others. 

Since the day she learnt how to talk, which was in the very young age of 3, Lana was always asking her mom questions, she was a very curious child, she loved making questions and always wanted an answer for everything.

“Mommy, why is it that birds fly?..” 

“Mommy mommy! Why is the ocean blue?” 

“Momma, why does it sometimes rain?” 

“Mommy?.. Mom? Mamma?” 

Always. 

Lana didn’t have the intention to bother, but soon stopped with the questions as her mother got every time more frustrated with them. And so she resorted to writing them. Not also did she write questions but sometimes even more. She loved writing about her day, what she thought, little poems, Etc. She grew up with just her and her little journals until turning five.

A week after her 5th birthday her mom got very, but like very drunk, she argued with her five year old until not a single word could come out of her mouth, she was burnt down and angry as hell, and for so, Lana just resorted in crying and screaming at her for whatever her mother had been arguing about. Lana wasn’t playing her mother’s games, she was tired and very, very sad. She screamed until her little lungs could no more and she collapsed to the floor with teary eyes and a now ripped shirt she was holding and tearing up little by little from the anger. Her mom could no longer deal with Lana’s ‘Unbelievable’ behavior and so she called Lana’s dad. 

After not so but 17 missed calls, he finally picked up the phone. A husky and irritated voice bleed through the phone’s speakers as Lana’s mother basically screamed at the phone. Both parents got in an agreement. He could keep Lana forever, and he’d never go and bother neither the mother or the new fiance of hers. 

The next few weeks were very quiet between Lana and her mother, they didn’t speak nor interact with each other. Which was also a win for Lana as she walked from the school to her house alone. The next day after the fight Lana’s mother told her she was leaving in a few weeks to another house as she ‘couldn't afford’ taking care of her anymore. She didn’t tell her where, or with who, but Lana didn’t care. She just wanted to leave that stupid house for once and all. 

October 26th, 2013

Even more weeks passed by, Lana started growing tired of her mom and couldn’t wait to finally leave her house. She grew impatient as days passed slower, until finally, her mother spoke.

⎯ “Lana, get ready and hop on the car, we’re leaving for the airport.” ⎯ She finally spat. ⎯ “Where are we going?” I said with a low voice, not sure how to react to her sudden demand. She didn’t answer though, so I just left and got everything packed up ⎯ Who knew being so little and so over-stimulated from  not going out was going to come in handy when packing up your whole room? ⎯

When my mom helped me get my load of bags in the car, which, spoiler, were just three small duffle bags, she got in the driver's seat and I sat in the back. The drive wasn’t long but it sure was boring and tiring.

When we finally got there she took me to the boarding door, as I stood there she looked at me in the eye and said, 

“What are you waiting for?” ⎯ She said angrily, I looked at her confused. ⎯ “Cmon’ get in the door, whatcha’ think’ I was going with ya’?”⎯ I sighed, was I maybe too dumb to think she was going with me?, Yes. I was. ⎯

I ran through the door. Apparently the airport lets little five year olds in the gates alone now. Anyways, I got in my seat while I nervously inspected the place. It seemed quite calm and peaceful, as I also was all alone because the two other seats besides me were completely empty. Way before the flight started I switched to the window seat to get a better view of where I was going, still nonsense but i'm young and alone in a plane, plus points for that I don't know anything about everything yet. My young brain was about to explode if it wasn't because I just fell hard asleep for the next I have no idea hours of flight. I remember my mom telling me that some 'Agent' was going to receive me from the airport? It seemed quite strange but as I had no words in this, I just agreed. 

When the plane stopped and I finally finished the whole line of people in front of me I ran through the exit door, did the rest of the airport process with some big help from a nice lady and went to where the people waited for their luggage. I spotted my only tiny suitcase and took it, and just when I was about to turn around and leave to look for this mysterious agent I bumped into someone's legs, they were wearing some grey tight dress pants and dress shoes. When I looked up I saw a big chested brunette with sunglasses and an already noticeable expression on his face. He was also wearing a light blue dress shirt and a grey coat to match the pants. Around his neck was a black tie and in his hands laid some leather black gloves. I got instantly scared by the aura he radiated and quickly tried to run away but the guy soon spoke up and grabbed me by my arm. 

“Don't go away, don't be scared, okay? Midas sent me here to look for you. Aren’t you ‘Lana Gold?” He said  with a gloomy dark voice and rough accent. ⎯ I was scared, and had so many questions! Who’s midas? Who are you? And, Why’d he send someone else when he could come here by himself? I simply nodded and he just nodded back and then led me to a sports car parked in the airport’s parking lot. He signaled me to get in and before him doing so as well he stopped outside of the car and spoke in his walkie talkie, I really couldn’t make out what he was saying, I just heard some faint noises coming from outside the car. 

Time passed and he got in, we drove for at least an hour and a half until we finally got into a huge mansion. You know those pretty mansions that appear in the movies like Mean girls or Clueless? Well, imagine that, now make it a little bigger and add more things, like MORE things. I was simply astonished. I couldn’t wait to see this Midas guy Brutus mentioned. By the way, the agent’s name is Brutus, he told me while in the car as he thought that saying it could make me a little less scared, and, honestly, it did work. 

When I finally got out of the car, brutus led me into the mansion, as I turned my head around to see all of the things it contained. It really was HUGE. as I looked around I spotted some more agents, there was a girl, another girl, a banana and a cat? What the heck.. 

As I passed I furrowed my brows in confusion until we got to the last floor or what seemed like a big office at the top of the building. Brutus knocked on the door and seconds later a male voice responded.

⎯ “Come in.” Someone said from behind the door. Brutus opened the door in command and I was met with a young-looking elegant businessman. Brutus then got out of the room and signaled the guy in front of me something before leaving.

⎯ “So.. What’s your name?” He said as he stood up and walked towards me ⎯ in response I took tiny steps back, not knowing what the guy wanted. ⎯ 

⎯ “La-Lana..” I said slightly stuttering while raising my head up to look into his golden eyes. ⎯ He was tall, he was really tall, like 1.80cm or so? He was wearing a whole suit, white dress shirt, black vest, dress pants, shoes and a tie. He also wore a golden gun holder and some grenades, also gold. ⎯ “Lana what, darling?” Said the man in front of me. ⎯ “L-Lana Go-old..” I stuttered, why was this man so invested in me? Did he want to sell me in bags? What if he wanted me dead? Oh god..! ⎯ “I see, well.. I'm Midas Gold, your father. Pleasure to meet you, Lana.” he said and I stood there astonished. Was he really my dad? All those years for him to be this wealthy? Why? I, once again, had so many questions.. But I kept them to myself. 

We stared at each other for a good while, until I finally spoke out, “Why.. why did you leave?..” ⎯ It seemed as my question took him off guard as he suddenly opened his eyes like plates and stood back slightly. ⎯ “Well, Lana. I didn't leave. Your mother just.. -” ⎯ He stood there, quiet. Thinking. ⎯ “- She didn’t really want me to take care of you.. That's all.” He said, when finishing the sentence he went back to his normal posture and place, and his voice got normal again as before it was sad and quiet. ⎯ “oh..” I simply stood there. Why would my mother want such a thing? Was this guy bad? Did he do something to make my mom want him not to take care of me?.. What was happening?.. 

“So..” He spoke out, taking me out of my trance. ⎯ “What would you like to do now? Do you like toys or any specific game? I asked for the day off  so, I'm all yours Lana!”

After a thoughtful silence I finally spoke up. ⎯ “I would.. I would like to show you something..” I spoke quietly as I approached my pink bunny backpack and took out the notebook I used to write on. I searched and searched until I found what I was looking for and then gave the book to Midas to inspect.

⎯ “Are these.. Questions?, what are they for? A school assignment?” He said as he gave me a rather confused look. 

“No.. they are for you.” I sheepishly replied. Was I even aware of what I was saying? Good god.. He then started reading them carefully, very carefully if I may say. And then he spoke out, 

“Well Lana, First of all, my name is Midas Gold, I'm your father, I am not a dangerous man, I didn’t choose to leave your mother, I do love you, I always thought about you, And yes, baby, I’ll do anything for you.” He explained. I looked at him tilting my head upwards for at least 4 minutes or so until he spoke once again. ⎯ “So.. Would you like to go for some ice-cream? You can ask me more questions on the way there as it seems you have so many..” He said as he lightly chuckled and went through my book page by page and then closed it and smiled. 

“Sure- sure!..” I said looking at the floor and quickly smiling back at him. And maybe even unaware that this Midas guy could've been one of the best parental figures that life could’ve given to me. 

a/n: Hope yall liked the first chap!! I'll be uploading more and more later :p