Dazed And Confused Benny Novels & Stories

★。＼｜／。★ VANESSA DAVIS ★。／｜＼。★ Benny was the perfect distraction from my spiraling thoughts—like a tiny human emotional support cannonball. The second I stepped into the house, he launched at me like a missile, screeching my name and practically bouncing off the walls with excitement. His arms flung around my neck before I could take two steps into the living room, and he was already jabbering about the gifts he'd gotten for losing a tooth—some kind of superhero toothbrush, glow-in-the-dark socks, and a giant gummy worm that had apparently “changed his life.”

Benny spoke angrily, but in low tones. “The girl has bad plans for you dude, do you think she’s oblivious to everything going on around her?” Benny spoke and paused to wait for a reply. “Seems you’ve been charmed right, you only think with your ass not with your senses, huh?” Ben scratched his head, feeling guilty.

Benny's desperation started to show, and it was apparent with Gonzalo. He's been watching Benny's movement since that night. Patricia sometimes questions Benny about his family as she's just trying to get to know him, but Benny was too apparent with his discomfort in answering her questions. "Boss, can I talk to you for a minute?" Darryl approached him like he was worried about something. "What is this about?" Gonzalo asked in a serious tone. "About Benny, boss. I'm watching his movements, and I think he's hiding something." Darryl stated. Gonzalo acted as if he had no idea what Darryl was talking about.

He wanted to know as much as he could about his fairy princess. "You must be stinkingly rich to afford this kinda gorgeous out-look... What do you do for a living?" Benny pressed. Jane remained silent and Benny realized he had taken things too far, "I am sorry for asking too much already... I thought getting to know each other would be cool, you know... By the way, you can call me Benny, I am Benny Bells." "Benny sounds nice... I am Janet Clinton... you can call me Jane," Jane said and their order arrived. They had both ordered a drink.

Barry mumbled, staring at the lady that was dancing along with some other ladies. Bennett turned to see the lady he was referring to and his eyes widened at the sight. "What the fuck?!" TBC

“Why not? Because you’re using Miley as a human shield, that’s why! Ever think about what this little charade might do to her reputation? You might walk away untouched as the Dawson family’s second son, but Miley? She could be labeled something far worse.” Benny wasn’t stupid. As the words sank in, guilt washed over him, and his face turned red. “Sorry, bro. You’re right. I won’t drag Miley into it.” Bertrand didn’t answer. A moment later, Benny—already bouncing back with his usual energy—couldn’t help but ask, “By the way, where is Miley? I haven’t seen her around lately.” ***

I yelled, trying hard to keep things cool but Benny was making it difficult for me. The smile on his face was tormenting me. It was mocking, a subtle way to say there was nothing I could do about his absurd decision. Nico shifted his gaze to Benny, who was now pushing himself up from the ground. With a slow, dramatic gesture, Benny dusted off his pants and adjusted his cap. His neck bore red marks from my grip, but he didn’t seem fazed anymore, just annoyed. “You still haven’t changed,” Benny said, his voice low. “It’s pathetic you still think violence solves everything.” He added with an eye roll.

He smiled faintly, though the smile never reached his eyes, and looked up at the group blocking his path. Standing at the front was Benny. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he glared at Andrew, his expression twisting with rage. "Come here and get on your knees," Benny growled. Andrew's grin widened, sharp as a blade. "Get lost. I'm not in the best mood right now, so don't make me kill you." Benny barked out a laugh, eyes flashing with malice. He had not even done anything yet, and this guy was already acting tough. The audacity made his blood boil.