BENNY WATTS IMAGINES- The Queen's Gambit

Just like a fairytale- part 2

Warning: Angst/fluff

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Previously:

And that was the moment she knew she was going to have a fairytale ending with Benny and Aurora by her side.

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30th of November-

On a barstool sat the dirty blonde- haired man, Benny Watts, having the night of his life with his best mates who were throwing him a fancy bachelor party. He was to be committed with y/n into a marriage on the second of December which was just a couple of days away.

So he was drinking and celebrating to his content, overwhelmed by the fact that he was going to get married to someone he loved, someone beautiful and smart.

Benny was imagining how y/n would look when she would walk down the aisle wearing her beautiful white dress, probably with a wide smile and rosy cheeks.

'Thinking about your bride-to-be, eh?' Townes, his best friend teased.

Townes didn't knew Benny could blush until now when he actually turned pink.

'Oh come on man, she's beautiful!' he continued.

'Fine, I was thinking about her until you decided to barge into my imagination.' said Benny.

Their conversation went on for what felt like hours and then Townes managed to drag Benny to play a couple of drinking games and stuff.

Benny was tipsy, laughing with his other friends, the ones whom he played chess with.

'I need another drink!' he exclaimed, getting up from the booth that they were seated in and going over to the counter. There was music filled in his ears and y/n had planned not to leave his mind tonight.

'A straight Bourbon.' he muttered to the bartender in a monotone and waited.

'So you're the one marrying my y/n? Benny Watts, right?' asked a man sitting beside him.

Benny frowned and turned his head to the man, not failing to recognise him in an instant.

'Jordan.' he muttered, ignoring the fact that Jordan showed some possessiveness towards his fiancée.

Jordan extended his hand towards Benny and being the sassier one, Benny ignored. Instead, he accepted the neat glass of Bourbon the bartender had just placed in front of him.

'Let me guess, you're here to tell me that you won't let her marry me, eh?' asked Benny.

'That's right, she's the mother of my daughter, she's my wife.' said Jordan with a hint of aggression in his tone.

Benny was almost containing his laughter by this point, maybe he was a little too drunk to have this conversation with y/n's ex husband. For Benny, this wasn't surprising. He knew Jordan would come.

'Don't you ever claim Aurora as your daughter and speaking of y/n, she divorced you the very next day she left, get over her!' Benny said through his gritted teeth.

'You think y/n will marry you when she sees me on your so called wedding day? She'll run back to me Benny and you'll be left at the alter... all alone, crying over your pathetic existence.' Jordan spat.

Benny's half empty glass of Bourbon shattered in his hand due to the tight grip and he lunged his hand at Jordan's neck. But before he could grab a hold of him, Townes stopped him.

'Don't give him the reaction that he want's Benny. You know very well she loves you and would do no such thing to you.' Townes reminded him.

Benny glanced between his best friend and y/n's ex who was smirking. Finally he contained his anger and Townes dragged Jordan out of Benny's party.