BENNY WATTS IMAGINES- The Queen's Gambit

Miss me?-part seven

Warning: Strong language ⚠️
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Previously:

Looks like it's going to be a long ass journey.
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Your Pov:

There's no way I'm talking to this git after what he said yesterday. I turned my head away, already regretting my decision to get this seat. "We live in the same city darlin'. " he said.

"Unfortunately." I scoffed under my breath but he heard since my jaw was harshly gripped in his hand the next very second. "You do not speak to me that way. You understand me?" he hissed.

I nodded and he let go off me as soon as a flight attendant walked past us, giving me a concerned look. "Excuse me! Could you please check if there's some other seat available? I'd like to switch places." I called the woman. She smiled and went to check.

"You are not going anywhere." Benny said nonchalantly.

"We'll see about that." I said.

She returned a minute later with an apologetic look on her face and I already knew what she was about to say. "Miss I'm really sorry, there aren't any empty seats available right now. Call me if you need anything." she said and left, giving Benny a dirty look.

He was already busy looking at me and smirking, he didn't care to notice the woman in the first place. "My love, you can't escape me." he whispered again, but this time, he leaned closer. I shut my eyes tightly, clueless of what was on his filthy mind. His slender fingers brushed against my cheek sending a wave of panic through me. "Stop!" I blurted.

"Shh, I know you want this...no matter how much you deny." he said. I scooted towards the window but he was fast enough to place a kiss on my cheek. "Please don't." I mumbled. A heavy sigh left his lips and he slouched back in this seat. "Fucking whore." he mumbled.

I wanted to avoid him so badly...I can't let him do this. Treat me like crap.

My eyes were now focused on the small droplets of water that fell on the glass. This isn't helping...

Those little droplets slid down the glass, just like the few tears that slid down my cheeks.

Benny's Pov:

The airplane took off and I glanced at her, she was looking out silently. Her hand reached her face and she wiped something off her cheeks. I frowned and looked closely. Her breaths were uneven.

Great. She's crying again.

I didn't know someone could cry so quietly. The only thing that stood out was her shallow breaths. Or else I wouldn't have known that she was crying.

I don't know why she cries all the bloody time.

That's because you're being a dick to her... all the bloody time.

I rubbed the bridge of my nose with frustration.

"Fucking stop crying!" I said.

She flinched at my sudden harsh tone and I could see she was half scared to death. "I'm sorry." she stuttered. I rolled my eyes before calling the flight attendant to get me some whiskey. All I needed to do is get drunk and get her off my mind.

Why is she always on my mind?

The attendant got me a fine glass of whiskey and I took the first sip. It gave me a slight burning, warm sensation at the back of my throat just the way I liked.

I glanced at her after downing the first glass of whiskey. I watched her as her eyes closed, she probably liked the sound of rain. Soon she fell asleep, she looked peaceful...and pretty. Her silky smooth hair fell over her beautiful face and I brushed my fingers against them, pulling them behind her ear gently.

She stirred in her sleep and I took my hand away, afraid of waking her up.

What the fuck is happening to me. Stop thinking about her that way. She's just another filthy little slut. But she's different...not like other women who throw themselves at me and flirt with me to get even a second of my attention. She makes me wanna beg...

I took out a pen from my coat pocket. Then I stood up and grabbed the small notepad from my tight jeans and scribbled on it. After writing what I wanted to, I got up and checked the upper compartments for y/n's bag.

I smiled to myself when I found it and got her diary out which was kept in one of the side pockets. I slipped my note in the diary, kept it back in and placed the bag back in the compartment.

*Time skip

Your Pov:

The sudden voice of thunder awoke me and I straightened up, my body was cold from all the excess air conditioning. I shivered and rubbed my hands for warmth. That's when I realised something. His head was on my shoulder. As much as I wanted to smack him and wake him up, I didn't. Maybe I'm too scared.

The faint smell of alcohol hit my nostrils and I realised that he was drunk. Slowly I pushed his head, maybe he was too drunk to notice. Then I made him shift to the other side in his sleep.

It was pretty dark outside, rain was still hitting the aircraft roughly and the turbulence wasn't helping me go back to sleep again. I checked the time.

Two hours more to go.

I waved my hand at the flight attendant and asked her to get a nice chicken sandwich. When she returned back, she quietly mouthed a 'is he bothering you' but I smiled at her and denied. The sandwich was quite appealing and I devoured it without any delay.

He looks so much better when he's not opening his foul mouth.

The rest of the journey was pretty nice. I'm glad he's passed out. When the flight landed, I awoke him and he made space for me to get out. He was still half asleep and probably having a real nice hangover so I took the opportunity and ran out of the flight, grabbing Beth's and Jolene's arm too.

"Benny was here!" I said as soon as we came out of the flight.

"What!" They said in unison.

On our way back home, I told them everything and they were pretty pissed that I didn't let them know this on the flight itself.

Anyways, I was happy to come back home.

Home sweet home.

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A/n: to be continued...