Bless Your Beautiful Heart

Bonus Chapter- For You

Bonus chapter-

_Jack's POV_

"I can't believe I agreed to go to this with her.." I said, talking on the phone with Kellin and Nick. Both of them laughed at my misfortune. Early this week, I had agreed to go to a car show with Bentley, my wife. Cars were not my thing, but making Bentley happy, was.

Kellin laughed, "Just go to the car show with her and enjoy time with her," He said, "Trust me, the joy on her face will make up for it." Said the married man himself. I sighed, nodding even though the two couldn't see me.

I grinned, thinking about the joy that was bound to be on be on Bentley's face at the car show. She was after all just as, if not more in love with cars then she was with me. "Alright, well. We'll let you get ready foe that car show. Have fun!" Nick said, before the line disconnected. I rolled my eyes at them, mostly Nick. Kellin was probably getting onto him about hanging up right now.

I smiled at the thought of that, before putting my phone up in my pocket and standing up, walking back into the house I lived in with Bentley. It was the same house that I had whenever she first moved in, and I don't think we were ever going to move.

From inside the house, I could hear Bentley blasting our newest album. Over the past years, I'm proud to say that I've turned her into more of a music nerd. Of course, she'll always be more into cars then she'll ever be into anything else, including me. You'd think that I'd be mad at her for loving cars more then me, but honestly? I was perfectly ok with that. She loves me and that's all that matters. I'm glad she has her own love of something, just like I love playing music.

I heard her blaring the new album, Left Alone. I frowned. Don't get me wrong, it was a great song, but besides the first time she listened to it, I had only heard her blare that song when she was upset and missed her dad, since that song seemed to remind her of him. Years later, and we hadn't heard from him. Neither Mike or Vic had mentioned him in the last year, meaning they don't ever talk to him anymore, or they moved away from him. I frowned, walking into our room, where the music was coming from. "... To a time where it was so easy... Cause I don't need you.." Kellin's voice flooded the room. I could almost hear her soft and quiet sniffles and sobs.

Believe it or not, this didn't happen often. She cried very often because of her dad, but it wad never full out sobbing. It was just light crying. But right now, you could hear quiet sobbing. I let out a small sigh, walking further into the room. When I did, I saw her sitting, her head resting on her knees which were pulled up to her chest. The sounds of Kellin's singing and our instruments were playing loudly in our room, along with her crying. I crouched down next to her, "Bentley? Babe?" She didn't answer at first, but after a few seconds she looked up at me, tears blurring in her eyes.

She didn't say anything at first, but she did crawl into my lap, resting her head on my chest, tests flowing down her cheeks. I frowned, but didn't say anything, just wrapped my arms around her, letting her cry into my chest. I rubbed her back soothingly and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. After a few minutes of me just comforting her, she finally spoke. "I was getting ready to go the car show.. Wh-when I remembered how me and my dad use to go to these all the time when I was a kid," a small smile appeared on her face as she remembered those times. "And I realized.. He maybe doing the exact same thing with his new family-family..." Her voice cracked at the end, her emotions getting the best of her.

I felt myself tearing up as I thought about how she must be feeling. Every now and then she'd tell me stories about her and her dad when she was both a teen and a kid. But never when she was 20. "Hey, how about we get going to that car show, maybe we'll see a Bentley, yeah?"

_Bentley's POV_

After my little breakdown, we headed out to the car show. And when we got there, I was in Heaven. It was perfect. We had only been there for almost an hour when Jack went off to get drinks for us. I was looking at the Bentley's they had, which looked like almost the exact same model I had. I honestly didn't think we'd see a Bentley, even though Jack joked about it back at our house. I almost jumped when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around, excepting to see Jack, but instead it was some guy I had never seem before in my life. He smiled at me. "You a car fan?" He asked, his voice not what I would call masculine but not girly. I nodded skeptically.

He tisked, shaking his head a little. I raised an eyebrow defensively. Okay, so what minute he seemed nice, the next seems like a douche. "Cars aren't really something girls like you should be looking into." He said, shaking his head. I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest. I hated pricks like this who said cars weren't the right thing for girls to be into. They could be just as into cars as guys, granted they wanted to of their own free will.

"Well, it's a free country, isn't it?" I said defensively. Briefly I wondered where Jack was, before returning my head to the jerk who was standing in front of me. He shook his head, crossing his own arms across his chest.

"A girl like you should be more into a men, like me." He said, in what I guess he called his seductive voice. Man, I've seen all of SWS and even Sarah flirt better then this, Jack especially. The guy in front of me had on a proud smirk. I scoffed.

"If your way of flirting is insulting a girl, you need to find a new approach." I told him, snickering almost. The guy scowled, and I heard someone clear their throat behind me. Quickly, I turned around, and was met with my husbands eyes. Jack. He raised an eyebrow at the guy in front of me.

"What's going on here?" He asked, walking up to me, handing me a water. I smiled in thanks, taking the water from him, being sure to take it with my left hand, so my wedding ring was obvious. I took a sip, turning back to face the ass in front of us. The guy raised his eyebrow at Jack, as if questioning him. I smirked a little. Guy had no idea what he was getting into. Jack was most likely not going to fight, which I was thankful for, but Jack was well known around Florida, meaning he knew plenty of people around us who would back him up.

"Nothing that concerns you. Now, why don't you walk away and give me and the lady some space, yeah?" I scowled, not only because this man was completely dense, but because I hated being referred to like that. Jack scoffed, shaking his head and walking closer to the guy, who was still nameless. I looked around at us, and saw that a lot of people had stopped and were looking at the two of them.

Jack crossed his arms over his chest, mimicking the guy. "You must be new in town, huh?" The guy rolled his eyes, nodding. "Oh, well. In that case, I'm Jack Fowler, and this," He looked over at me, and I waved back at them, "is my wife, Bentley Fowler." The guy's eyes widened, but it didn't look like he was backing down.

"Oh, your so bullshitting me. You have a wife whose into cars, and her names Bentley? Oh please!" The guy said, rolling his eyes. I raised an eyebrow, taking a sip of my water, my wedding ring flashing in the light. The guys eyes widened as he must have finally saw the ring. For s second, it looked like he was going to back down. But then he stepped back up. "There's no way, your married to a girl like her." He said, shaking his head as he looked back and forth between us, but I stepped forward before he could say anything.

"Listen Jackass, Jack here, is everything you'll never be. If anything, you should be I'm married to a guy a like him." I told him firmly. Normally I'm not one of those girls who sells herself short, but everyday it amazed me that Jack put up with me, when even my dad doesn't want to, yet Jack does. Both Jack and the guy stared at me for a few minutes, before Guy scoffed.

He shook his head, "Whatever, this so isn't worth it." He said, shaking his head before he started to walk off. Jack looked like he was about to walk after him, but I stopped him, pressing my hand against his chest. He looked at me, his eyes almost pleading for me to let him go, but I didn't move my arm until the guy was far away from us before I moved my arm.

"Come on, let's just go look at the Bentley's, yeah?" I said, walking back over to where the Bentley Azura was. "Look, almost the exact same car as my Azura." I said, walking over to the car. Jack let out a small chuckle, probably remembering all the comments we've gotten about my Azura, which was parked out front. After that, the two of us just walked around the car show, hardly leaving each others side. I think both of our reason was because we didn't run into that guy along the way. And thankfully, we didn't but we did enjoy the rest of the car show.

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So I'm extremely disappointed with how this chapter turned out. My dog, not naming any names, *cough* Luigi *cough* messed it up and made me accidentally delete it. I wanted to have this up tonight and I know there's mistakes but I'm too tired to go through it. Sorry. Oh, and I know that the side song is not Left Alone but I can't find it and I really like their cover of this song.