Same Old Song

(Chapter 11)(back home)

(Chapter 11)(back home)

(BG's p.o.v)

I watched my daughter sleep, she'd go back home soon, spring break was over in 3 days. I accepted the fact that Ben loved her but, it's hard especially since she was the only woman I had left. She woke up and stretched her arms over her head. She yawned. "Wake up darlin we gotta go". I say. "I don't want to, I don't want this week to be over, what if he hurts me again." She says. "He won't, cause I'll be in jail". I say. "I'm still scarred". She says. "Don't be". I say. "Baby all I know is that I need you to come over.. And I'm stone cold sober". I sang. "I gotta help you with finish that song". She says.
"Yeah, well let's go baby girl." I say.
We got up and got dressed.
I unplugged my phone and put it in my pocket. Timberlyn did the same. "I want a puppy". Timberlyn says. "Why?" I asked. "Cause I just do". She says. I sighed. "We gotta go". I say. She nodded.
I helped her carry her stuff. She smiled at me. "So you kinda ignored the puppy thing". She says. "I'll think about it". I say.

Ben came out of his hotel room. Timberlyn grabbed his wrist. She lead him to the corner. I looked at her. "I'll be right out". She says. I let them alone and went out to the tour bus.

(Ben's p.o.v)

"Hey". I say to her. "I think we need to take some time off". She says. "Why?" I say kinda hurt. "I gotta finish school, you know, and then I'll be all yours." She says. She saw the hurt in my eyes. She touched my lips and sighed. "I'm sorry". She says. I slammed my lips against hers. She kissed back, then pushed my chin back with her soft delicate fingertips; which pulled our lips apart. She smiled. "This doesn't mean I don't love you, I do, but school comes first". She says. "I know". I say.

(BG's p.o.v)

It's been a few days and Ben and Timberlyn had kept their distance. But that aside I had a present for Timberlyn.
"Princess I got ya something." I say. "It's not another Carmel apple is it, because I'm almost sick of those." She jokes.
"No." I say. I pulled the puppy from the inside of my cut.
She squealed like a child.
"It's a boy, and he's an American bully". I say. She took him from me. "Daddy! I love you!!" She says hugging me. I smiled. "He ain't got a name, so you gotta name him". I say to her. "Hell raiser". She says. "No, hm". She says rethinking it. "Sylo." She says. I smiled. "Sylo?" John asked.
"Support Your Local Outlaws". I say. "Oh". He says.

It was time for Timberlyn's flight home. I hated it. I kissed her forehead. "I let the whiskey talk, and baby it said to much, and I got the feelin like it didn't say enough.. Cause I'm waking up alone missin that midnight kiss, I can't promise you forever..all I know is I still want you to come over.. And I'm stone cold sober". Timberlyn sings. I smiled. "You've been working on that song more than I have haven't you". I say. She smiled. I kissed her forehead.
"I'll see ya soon princess." I say. She nodded. She got on the plane carrying Sylo like her new baby. I sighed, I was sure as hell gonna miss her.