Bless Your Beautiful Heart

Chapter Twelve- Surprise Visits And More Surprises!

Chapter Twelve-

I woke the next morning, groaning slightly due to lack of sleep. Since Mike and Gabe had been wasted, I let him and the rest of the guys us just crash in my house, since I didn't want them stumbling around in the shop. Gabe and Mike had stayed in the spare rooms, while Nick Justin, Tony, Vic, Jaime, and Kellin had crashed in my living room, I think. But because of that decision, I was now paying the price of having to deal with a bunch of drunk and tipsy guys. Vic and Tony had also helped me keep everyone in line, so I'm sure they were just as tired as me.

I froze as I felt the bed move next to me, my heart pounding. I quickly looked to see a fully clothed Jack laying next to me, and let out a breath of relief. Thank god, I thought I either slept with him or one of the other guys, even though I didn't drink, I'm weirder if I'm extremely tired. I tried to quietly get up, only to have Jack pull me to him, in his unconscious state. I smiled, cuddling into his chest. I was silent, waiting for him to wake up on his own

Finally he did. Jack groaned slightly, covering his eyes with his arm, I chuckled. "Morning Jack." I said, smirking slightly as I saw he was a little hung over. He narrowed his eyes at me. "At least your not as hung over as Mike and Gabe are gonna be." I said shrugging and grinning as I thought of what that would be like. Jack nodded slowly in agreement.

"Bentley Maria Moniker! Why the hell is there sleeping guys all over my living room?!" Jack raised an eyebrow at the voice, while my whole heart stopped.

"My dad's home early." I mumbled, getting up and looking down at myself, at least I had gotten in my pjs last night.. I looked back at Jack who was slowly getting up. "Stay here." I told him, to which he nodded, though I could tell he didn't want to. How was I going to explain why there was four hungover boys in our living room? Shit.. I thought to myself as I walked out of my room and into my living room where my dad was standing, along side a women. My eyes widened, no, Marshall couldn't have been right, there's no way he's over mom.

"Dad? Who the hells that?" I motioned to the women who stood next to him. She was probably about a good inch or two taller then me, and she had a kind face, but one that was mostly nervous and curious. Fuck fuck fuck. My dad turned to the women, gave her a sweet smile and turned back to me his arms crossed.

"I asked you first Bentley." My dad said in a scolding voice I had only heard when I was a little kid, like 5 or 7. I rolled my eyes.

"These guys are in a band and there bus broke down, and since I can't get the parts in till next week, I allowed them to stay here. Now, who the hell is she?!" I knew I was going to get scolded for cussing so much, but I couldn't help it. I was pissed!

My dad sighed. "Bentley, this is Angelica, my girlfriend." My dad said. I almost fainted right then and there, but I stood my ground.

"How long?" I asked, slightly surprised everyone was still asleep though I could see Tony and Vic were starting to stir.

"A year." My dad said, his voice holding regret. That's about the same time he's been going out on the trips. So, my dad's been lying to me for almost a year. Shit, I thought with a bitter chuckle.

"So, business trips huh?" I asked him, shaking my head. I looked at him and saw that shame was written all over his face. Shit, shit, cool yourself Bentley, I thought to myself, shaking my head. "Why?" I asked him, "Why lie to me. I would've liked to have known." I said, my voice indifferent, I was trying to act like I was okay with this now, though that was far from the truth.

"I know, but I knew you would have some hatred towards her." My dad explained, like he was afraid of my reaction. My face softened, a little. It was at that time, Jack decided to come out of my room.

My dad looked at me, eyebrows raised. "Bentley, when did you finally settle down with a guy?" My dad asked, as Jack wrapped his arms around me from behind.

"Y-yesterday." I said, my voice shaking ever so slightly. I was now ashamed that I had been rude to him about having a girlfriend, whenever I had a boyfriend now. But at least I didn't lie about it for a year! I kept that to myself though. "Jack, this is my dad. Dad, this is Jack." I said, trying to keep my cool.

"I'm gonna assume your in a band?" My dad said, and I could tell he didn't approve. Fuck, what the hell? He's the one who wanted me to have a boyfriend!

"Yes sir." Jack said, obviously trying to impress my dad. I stifled a laugh. My dad gave me a look that said to follow him, as he walked into the kitchen. I looked to "Angelica" to Jack, who gave a me his goofy grin, kissing me lightly, before pushing me off to follow my dad. I scoffed, but went into the kitchen, with a grin on my face.

It fell when my dad saw me, his eyes holding sadness. "What's going to happen between the two of you when that bus gets fixed Bentley?" He asked. I felt my heart stop. What was going to happen? Jack would have leave? Would I follow him? Or would he stay here for me? No, he has a life back home. "Bentley, I know that I told you to get a boyfriend, but I meant someone who lives here, not half way across the country and is traveling all the time!" My dad said, shaking his head. I hung my head, thought catching up with me. Fuck...

"We'll work it out.." I muttered, walking out of the kitchen to avoid talking to him anymore. When I walked into the living room, Jack was sitting on the couch, talking to Vic and Tony quietly who must have woken up, while Angelica was still standing there. Until she saw me, she gave me a smile, before going into the kitchen, looking for my dad probably.

I turned my attention to the guys who were awake, who looked at me as I sat in Jack's lap on the floor. He chuckled. "How'd the conversation with him go?" Jack asked quietly, trying not to wake anyone else up.

"He's mad that I'm dating someone who lives out of town.." I said. And all of us were silent after that, just waiting for the rest of the guys to wake up and thinking on our own.

-_-Jack's POV-_-

Shit, he had a point. What was going to happen whenever the bus was fixed? Would I leave Bentley?! I knew I didn't want to, but I couldn't stay here in California! I have to get back to Orlando, and touring. But fuck, I didn't want to leave her alone! I don't think I could ever if I tried..

(Sorry about the slight sadness, I had a depression wave when I was writing this. Sorry. :\ Anyways, hope you all enjoyed the chapter. I was going to bring someone else in, but this seemed like a good idea, so yeah, maybe the next chapter. Love you all and bye!)