"The Great Bambinos" Granddaughter.

~part 4~

Y/n pov:

I sat up in my bed at 2 am. I've been having trouble staying asleep so I decided to do the one thing I could think of. I got up from bed, slipping on some workout shorts and a sweatshirt that covered them completely.

I grabbed a bunch of balls in a backpack and my bat. Slipping on my socks, I snuck downstairs and out the door, stopping on the porch to slip on some shoes.

Benny pov:

After waking up from a dream, I looked out my window to see y/n dressing to go somewhere. Where could she be going at 2 am? Putting on sweatpants and a flannel over my shirt and boxers, I grabbed my shoes and quietly made my way to the front door.

I left the house quietly to see y/n halfway down the road with a bat in hand? Quickly getting on my shoes, I made my way to follow her.

After a minute or two, we arrived at the sandlot. Hoping to stay hidden, I sat in a bush, watching as she propped a flashlight to shine just enough to illuminate the whole field. Man, did she look pretty.

Setting down her backpack I watched her pull out a baseball, no, softball. I watched her take position at home plate, I watched her throw the ball in the air and hit it into outfield.

I watched her hit for an hour and recollect every 20 minutes. But you think I noticed most is every hit would get harder and the more I studied her face the more she seemed like she was gonna cry. Until finally, she broke down crying at home plate.

I quickly got up from my place and ran to her, quickly sliding on the ground and engulfing her in a hug as she cried on my shoulder. Y/N Ruth, the badass tomboy who is the toughest girl I know, is having a breakdown at 3 am in my arms at the sandlot.

After a minute or two she tried pushing me off, but I just held on tighter. "Y/n I'm not gonna let go until you stop crying so just stop trying to make me." I said softly. She started softly crying into my chest as I held her close.

After a couple minutes she stopped crying and I just held her just for the sake of holding her, but she didn't seem to mind. "𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢?" "𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚢/𝚗?" "I'm sorry you had to see me like this." "It's ok." "Benny?" She asked again, making me chuckle softly. "Yes y/n?" "Thank you for holding me, it helps calm me." "You're welcome."

After another few minutes, she slipped out of my arms, eyes red and puffy, looking down. "I'm sorry Benny, that was probably uncomfortable for you." That made my heart hurt. Did she really think I didn't care about her?

"Y/n don't say that I care about you I really do. You may not trust me yet but I'm always here to talk, and if you want, we can talk now." I hopefully said to her. I didn't lie about anything. And to be honest, her telling me will help me learn more about her.

"Today is the day 3 years ago exactly, that my mom packed up and left, leaving me with my dad, as if I never existed. And I had a dream about her coming back and taking me away." Tears were swelling in her eyes again as I pulled her into another hug.

She didn't cry or talk or anything, she just hugged back, and we stayed like that. "Y/n I think you should go home before your dad may wake up and start to worry." "He's coming home until tomorrow from a quick business meeting out of town." she sighed. "I know this may sound weird considering we just met not but a week ago, but you can come stay at my place for the night if you don't wanna be alone. My parents are on their anniversary trip and my sister is at her boyfriends." 

She looked up at me with her dazzling eyes and smiled hinting that she is saying yes. 

I nodded and we slowly stood up. I took her bag and bat while she leaned on me, probably ready to fall asleep at any moment.

Soon enough we've snuck back into my house and are now laying on my bed. 

I looked over at her peacefully asleep and felt at home with her in my arms. She had fallen asleep as soon as she laid down and rolled into my arms. Not that I'm complaining. Fluttering my eyes closed, I felt sleep take over as I fell asleep, holding the girl of my dreams.

A/N: I DO NOT OWN THIS PART OF THIS STORY. I MIGHT HAVE ADDED SOME CHANGES BUT THIS PART OF THE STORY ACTUALLY BELONGS TO beautiful_yet_dead.