Knights And Pawns

Chapter 20: The Worried Girlfriend

By the time I hear Ben slipping out of the bedsheets, Mom's car showed up at the driveway.

The only thing to remember him by, is kissing my forehead and covering my torso with my baby blue blanket. 

"Sweet dreams, Ben." I mumble.

My brown eye caught him smiling in amusement.

"What?" I snort, turning my head.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing, just admiring how incredibly swole you are." Ben giggled.

That's when I giggled back.

" 'Incredibly swole?' " I repeated.

He blushed for a moment.

"I'm struggling with American slang." he sighed.

I slipped out of bed, wrap my arms around him, and stare into his green eyes.

"You're wearing your contact," I observed.

He nodded.

"I thought you weren't hiding," I say.

"I didn't have a choice."

"You know I still love you, right?" I reminded.

"And if you need anything like, food, talking, or comfort, I'll be that girl."

He chewed the insides of his cheek and bob his head.

Just then, he ask me something very strange.

"If something were to happen to me..." began Ben.

"What?" I say.

"Just listen to me," Ben instructed.

"If something bad happen to me, I want you to take care of Seth."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"No way," I growled. "absolutely not-"

"Gorgeous-" he started to say.

"Don't ever say that!" I shriek. "Never in a million years!"

Ben grabbed my shoulders to keep myself from crying.

"Nicole," he sighed softly. "I am entrusting you to take care of my little brother."

"I will create a savings account under your name, I'll put my college funds-"

"Shut your mouth," I blurted, pushing him away.

"If you keep talking like that, I will restrain you from leaving the house."

"Gorgeous," he repeats.

He leans over and kissed me gently.

For a minute, Ben takes his arms around my waist and embraced me carefully.

Since the moment I met the brothers, I wanted nothing more but protecting them: cooking meals, spending time with them, teaching how to speak up.

The kiss is always nice, even nicer when Ben treats me with respect.

After we parted, Ben touches my cheek.

"It's best if you don't follow me," he advised.

"What will happen to you?" I ask curiously.

Instead of answering me, he kissed my forehead, lift my window, and left.

Suddenly, I was desperate to know what Ben is planning on doing before meeting Jordan.