Bentley the Bookworm

I always preferred the nickname "Bentley the Bookworm" as opposed to the other one that floated around town..."Bentley the Beautiful." Don't get me wrong, I'm flattered that girls view me that way, but honestly, I'd rather be anonymous.

[adelaidebea]

You know.. I never had cotton candy before.

[bentleybeau-blog]

Really? Maybe we should change that then.

[avndes]

“ No I can’t really talk, I’m sorry!!. I just came back to get another set of clothes and food and supplies and to find Andrew to see if he has had any better progress then me “

[bentleybeau-blog]

Okay.. Let me know if you hear anything and I’ll do the same.

[adelaidebea]

It’s your fault for leaving it around.

[bentleybeau-blog]

Yes, how dare I leave my laptop in my room... You better be glad I love you.

[adelaidebea]

[smiles and wraps her arms around his torso] I love you. [pecks his lips before grinning childishly] Were you able to see what Rosalie and I recorded on your laptop?

[bentleybeau-blog]

[wraps his arms around her] I love you too. [kisses her back and chuckles] Yes, you two are a mess.

[adelaidebea]

Is it bad?

[bentleybeau-blog]

Not at all. I really like it! You’re beautiful. [kisses her cheek]

[adelaidebea]

I swear I do a lot of things to my hair.

[bentleybeau-blog]

Ooh purple! 

[tbhdawn-blog]

[stays silent for a bit before nodding and realizing he’s right] W-well.. Okay. I’ll write it.

[bentleybeau-blog]

[leans against her] I’ve got your back, Callie.

[tbhdawn-blog]

But.. I have to read it. And I have to write it. And I have to live with it.. I don’t want to think about it, let alone write it down.. I can’t do it.

[bentleybeau-blog]

[nods] ...Maybe you write about it without actually writing about it. Like write about how you’re not ready to face the demons inside and how you’re afraid to even go there in your mind. The assignment is to write about fears we have...if your afraid to even focus on your fears, that should count too.

[tbhdawn-blog]

[frowns a little bit as she looked at his fist, still feeling unsure] Bentley, I don’t think this is a good idea…

[bentleybeau-blog]

[turns his head to the side so he can almost see her] Why Callie? No one’s going to read it..

[tbhdawn-blog]

Um… Can you write one, and I’ll keep my eyes closed and then we’ll get froyo?

[bentleybeau-blog]

Here, let’s do this... [sits behind her so that they’re back to back] I’m going to write something down and you write something down and whatever we have in 15 minutes is what we’ll have and then we’ll go get froyo. [holds his fist out so she can bump it] Deal? 

[bentleybeau-blog]

                          bentley beaumont | beast inside

I can’t say I’ve been excited about this. I like reading, but writing about my inner demons? It’s not really something I wanted to do. Even writing a song would be much different than a journal like this. I try to stay positive and optimistic. I try to tell myself that the darkness is behind me now and no one can hurt me again. But I guess when I try to self-examine my fears, I worry that it’s really not over. I worry that I’ll lose more of my family. I worry that I’ll lose Adelaide like I lost my parents. I don’t know if I could take it if someone kidnapped her like they did to my mom. The searching, the heartache, and then all the lost time I missed when I was held captive there myself. I can’t imagine going through all that again. I honestly don’t know if I’m strong enough to take it. 

That’s my deepest fear. 

[tbhdawn-blog]

Um.. [shakes her head no again] I still don’t wanna do it.

[bentleybeau-blog]

Me either. Maybe we could do it together really quick and get it over with and then go get ice cream to celebrate? 

[tbhdawn-blog]

[hesitates before nodding slowly] I.. I really can’t talk about it.

[bentleybeau-blog]

Well, I can go away and you can write something down and no one will read it.

[tbhdawn-blog]

I don’t think I’m gonna do it.. [pushes the paper away from her]

[bentleybeau-blog]

Are you sure you’re willing to risk it?

[tbhdawn-blog]

Well… I’m trying to write the task thingy so I don’t have to do the punishment, but I really don’t want to…

[bentleybeau-blog]

Oh yeah... I haven’t done mine either. 

[tbhdawn-blog]

Oh, okay. I’m okay.. How are you?

[bentleybeau-blog]

I’m pretty good. Are you working on something? [gestures to her paper]

[tbhdawn-blog]

It’s okay, I know you wouldn’t I’m just always a little bit jumpy.. Sorry.

[bentleybeau-blog]

It’s okay. You certainly don’t owe me an apology. How are you doing?