BENNY WATTS IMAGINES- The Queen's Gambit

Miss me?-part eight

Warning: strong language⚠️

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Previously:

Anyways, I was happy to come back home.

Home sweet home.

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Your Pov:

I was so exhausted that I overslept in the morning and almost missed my interview. My day was pretty pleasant since the interviewer was rather impressed by me. I was hoping that I pulled it off and that I'll get a new job sooner or later. Right now, I was sipping on my tea and watching my favourite show with Jolene. Tea was the only thing that I desperately wanted to make my day more perfect and Jolene was kind enough to make me some.

It was raining so heavily that I almost missed the doorbell. "It's probably Beth!" I got up from the couch to open the door because I was so excited to tell her about my day.

My eyes were widened at what I saw. Smudged eyeliner, pale lips and a bird's frizzy nest instead of her usual neat bob of red hair. I held in my laughter knowing that she had a terrible day but Jolene came up behind me and started wheezing. "Think something's funny do you?" Beth snarled.

"Poor dear, come in." I pulled her in and hugged her as I shot a glare at Jolene.

"I had a bad day." Beth mumbled.

"Its okay, you're here now..." I stroked her back comfortingly.

Jolene spread out her arms and pulled us in for a group hug that made Beth giggle instantly.

*time skip

Your Pov:

We spent sometime with Beth and then I came back to my room to get some much- needed beauty sleep. As usual, I got my diary out and started writing about the most amazing day that I had in quite sometime.

I sighed as I finished writing and kept my diary on the nightstand. That's when a paper slipped out and slid underneath my bed as it touched the smooth floor. I groaned and stretched out my arm to get it.

What might this be? I thought when I opened the folded note.

Inside it was a message written in a familiar, elegant cursive writing.

Dear Y/n,

I want to change what's between us, give me a chance. Meet me at the park, tomorrow night at 9pm, come alone.

~B.W

I gawked at the initials on the paper in my hand until the sudden loud voice of thunder snapped me out of it.

Don't go, it's a trap.

I knew him so well, this has to be Benny, he's never gonna change. There's no way I'm going alone...hell I don't even wanna go in the first place.

I tore the paper into pieces before putting it in the little dustbin kept near the door of my room. Then I slept under the warm sheets, making sure to not think about that git.

* Time skip

Your Pov:

Mornings felt colder than ever before, the sun was hiding behind the dark clouds that still roamed over the city and the breeze carried a pleasant scent of wet mud. I kept reading the newspaper article about chess. Beth Harmon was all they talked about and I was so proud to see her flourishing that way. Somewhere at the back of my mind, I was still debating with myself whether to go to the park or not.