The Power Of Music (The Original Draft)

Welcome Home!

Outside of Terminal 1 there Cameron waited outside of his car in a blue collar shirt, khakis, Sperry's, and some aviator glasses with the biggest smile on his face. Cameron felt like and thought like he looked like a million bucks. When he saw Bentley he rushed over and greeted him with a hug and helped him with his bags. "BENTLEY!!! HOW YOU BEEN MAN? LIKE HOW'S LIFE?" Cameron said with excitement. Bentley just smiled from ear to ear and said "Man I've been great. I'm actually doing excellent now that I'm here. I'm going to be home for a few months. How's the..." and before he could finish asking Cameron how he had been or how club Electric was holding up, Cameron cut in cutting him off. "Wait wait wait, what do you mean you're going to be here a few months? Since you became Bentley the superstar you rarely come back home anymore other than the periodic visits." Bentley just laughed as he said "Man, it means exactly what it means. I'm here to stay for a few months. Me and my team came up with a plan to end the tour earlier by combining the last 8 shows into my first annual Another Cinderella Fan Fest so I could spend time at home with my friends and family. I really miss you guys. How you been anyways, and how's my club." Cameron laughed. "Sound like a case of the prodigal son returns home and by the way you mean MY club; its doing great. Now that you're home for awhile maybe you can do a couple performances there for me and I might be able to franchise it." Cameron said. "We'll see." Bentley said with a laugh.

That car ride home from the airport with Cameron was the highest off life Bentley had been in a very long time without the need of alcohol. Bentley felt at peace like everything was starting to come together in his favor. He felt as if the high speed chase life that he had been living was finally starting to slow down. At least he was hoping this is what it meant. Although on that car ride home he couldn't help but think about his parents and their troubles. Though he had figured out away to get home and spend time with them, he had figured out how to assist them without them knowing. Reason he hadn't come up with a mastermind plan yet is because he hadn't been home to do his detective work. He needed to get home and snoop around to see what bills his parents owed and call secretively and pay it all off. He knew once everything was paid off his parents would be pissed at him but he didn't care. He felt as if it would be better to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission. Besides he's grown, he's allowed to do what he wants with his money.

As Cameron pulled into Bentley's driveway Bentley was surprised to see both his parent's vehicles at home. He was more so disappointed because he wanted to be in the house with dinner cooked to surprise them when they got home from work. Now this throws a wrench in his plans but it was still possible to surprise them this way. As Bentley walked through the door he thought he had walked into the wrong house as he walked in on his parents in a shouting match with one another. Something Bentley has never seen his parents do ever. "Mom, Dad, what the hell is going on in here?" Bentley asked as he walked through the kitchen. His mom was sitting at the kitchen table with tears in her eyes looking over a stack of bills while his dad was standing over at the kitchen bar. "Hey son, what are you doing here?" His mom asked with a shaky voice as she was trying to wipe the tears from her eyes. With a confused look on his face Bentley said "I'm going to be home for a couple of months and thought I was going to surprise you guys. Instead y'all are surprising me in here in a warzone, now tell me what the hells going on?" His parents both looked shocked when he was said he was staying home for a few days. He dad wasn't to thrilled as he said "Oh great another mouth to feed." Still no answers on what was going on. Bentley decided the only way he was going to get what was going on was to also partake in the warzone as he raised his voice. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? WHAT DOES HE MEAN ANOTHER MOUTH TO FEED?" Tears started falling even more uncontrollably from his mother's eyes as she looked up at him and said "Everything's gone wrong. I lost my job at the firm 2 months ago and everything has fallen on your father. We've been struggling to make it work. Today he lost his job at the plant. So now we have no money coming in and your father refuses to ask you for help. Son, we need your help, but you father is to proud to ask for it." At that moment his father shouted across the kitchen "OH I'M TOO PROUD BECAUSE I BELIEVE IN WORKING AND BUSTING MY ASS FOR THE THINGS I OWN. I DON'T NEED NO HANDOUT."