BENNY WATTS IMAGINES- The Queen's Gambit

You like it or not- part 4

Warning: Contains strong language, violence, blood and obsession. Read it at your own risk⚠️

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Previously:

And while she slept peacefully, Benny was in his room, plotting his next step to make her his.

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Unlike the other days, y/n was wide awake at eight in the morning, taking pills for her mild hangover. Jolene had just woken up and y/n bugged her with all the questions about her injury.

'I told you I don't know, I was quite drunk to even notice where I scratched myself.' said Jolene.

'Well it doesn't look like a scratch to me.' y/n rolled her eyes as she cleaned the deep gash on Jolene's arm and wrapped it up in a clean bandage.

'I'll be fine and besides that, we must meet Townes in an hour.' said Jolene.

In an hour, the girls were ready and then they went to the canteen in the hotel to grab some breakfast with Townes.

Y/n had completely forgotten about last night until Benny came in her line of sight.

'Y/n! Where have you been?!' she heard Townes behind her who exclaimed a little too loud making Benny notice him too.

'In my room...?' she said confused.

'I was searching for you last night after I dropped Jolene back to the room.' he said.

'I was in the washroom.' y/n said truthfully but chose not to tell him about everything.

Benny who was secretly listening on their conversation smiled as he took a sip of tea from his cup.

Townes checked her hurt wrist and then he leaned in to kiss her. Jolene took her clue and went away to give them both some privacy.

He put her hair out of her face and was about to kiss her when she saw his jaw clenching from up close and he moved away.

'Y/n, what were you doing in the washroom last night?' he asked sternly, giving her a serious eye contact.

'I was...cleaning my wrist.' she said in a way which looked like she was choosing her next words wisely.

'Bullshit, y/n.' he spat.

Benny who looked too happy about Townes and y/n bickering smirked at his victory.

'What do you mean?' she asked confused.

Townes pulled her to a corner which was even more closer to where Benny was sitting and pointed his fingers at her neck.

'What the fuck is that?!' he said through his gritted teeth.

That's when she finally recalled about the huge hickey Benny had left on her neck with a bite mark that her hair had covered up until now.

'I- I don't know...' she lied. As a reflex, her hand went to her neck and she covered it up with her hair again.

'Don't fucking lie! Somebody touched you and you probably enjoyed it, didn't you?' he seethed.

'I don't know, I was drunk.' y/n protested.

She could practically see the rage in his eyes and he actually looked hurt.

'Tell me the truth, who was it?' Townes asked, holding her arm tightly.

'I don't remember, I was drunk.' y/n whimpered.