Surviving Bennett Ch. 03

Thanks for your patience! Here is Chapter 3. Chapter 4 is following almost immediately:-)

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A few weeks later.

God, he missed her. He should probably just pick up the phone and call her. For God's sake, it was Chaya and it wasn't like she was a stranger. He'd known her for practically her entire life, so why the fuck was he acting like such a punk? He knew she'd enjoyed what happened between them, but would she be ready for what he truly wanted from her?

Bennett heard a knock on his door. He wasn't expecting any company. He'd made himself scarce for the past couple of weeks because he didn't know what to say to Chaya or if she even wanted to see him, so he'd focused on his training ten-fold.

He was pushing himself to the point where it felt as though his body would break, and it still wasn't enough to get the taste of her out of his head. His commanding officer had noticed his focus and had even commented that if he kept it up, he'd definitely be at the top of his class, if only he knew he was running from a woman.

The knock at his door came once more.

"Hold your horses, I'm coming!" Bennett yelled. He'd just gotten back from training and had just been lounging in his boxers, so he grabbed his sweats off the floor and approached his door, looking through the peephole.

"Holy hell" he thought to himself. Chaya was on the other side of his door. What the hell was she doing here? Bennett took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Hey Chy—" Bennett began. But he didn't get to finish his sentence as Chaya began kissing him with an urgency that took his breath away. He broke off the kiss and shoved away from her to get a look at her, finally noticing that she only had on a trench coat and what appeared to be a very short skirt. Chaya looked at him shyly and opened the trench coat and Bennett couldn't have been more wrong, that wasn't a skirt under that coat, but something straight out of Victoria's Secret.

"What in the entire hell." Bennett thought to himself. His brain stopped working and his lust took over.

He pulled her inside his apartment and pushed the door shut behind her. Bennett didn't know what he'd done to deserve this, but he wasn't about to question his good luck. She'd come here for him and that was exactly what she was going to get.

Bennett couldn't think to ask her why she was there and he dind't really want to, so he began to kiss her.

"You want this baby?" he whispered against her lips as he pulled her into him and was rewarded with her moan.

"Yeah, you want this. Let me take care of you again, baby." Bennett had never wanted anything as much as he wanted to be inside of Chaya. He was positive it would single-handedly be the greatest thing he had ever experienced.

He moved his hand down her body and found what he was looking for, her center warm, wet and ready for him. He didn't know if he would be able to last much longer, with her squirming beneath him, he felt like he was on the verge of combustion.

"I'm not going to do this here, with you Chy. Let's go to my room." Bennett managed to get out on a growl.

He didn't know how they made it there, but before he knew it, he had Chaya exactly where he wanted her, in his bed and under him.

"Bennie, I want you." Chaya managed to get out. He didn't know how she was able to speak, but knowing that she wanted this as much he did was making it harder for him to control himself. He should be making love to Chaya, but all he could imagine was getting his cock into her and pounding away until she realized that she belonged to him and no one else.

Chaya obviously had other ideas, because she took her hand and moved it down and rubbed his hard on through his sweat pants. Bennett felt his control snap. He grabbed her hands and pinned her hands above her head. He wanted this to be good for her, but he knew control was the farthest thing on his mind.

He bought his lips to her neck and inhaled her scent, as he tasted her right at the base of her neck.

"I want you now, Bennett." She said. She began to squirm on the bed and arched her back; the movement made her breasts stand up and grab his attention, his mouth watered.

"Before the night is over, I'm going to taste every inch of your body." Bennett whispered at her lips. "There isn't a part of you that I won't be familiar with."

Bennett had to touch her; he'd never seen anything as hot as Chy in this moment. Bennett went to remove her bra and as he touched her, Chaya undulated her body to give him more access, opening herself wide. Bennett could feel her arousal and it went straight to his head, sending him into a tailspin.

He began to suckle on one of her nipples with his mouth and began to tweak the other with the one hand that .

Chaya let out a guttural groan that let Bennett know he was on the right track. She tasted like heaven and he was going to walk through her gates.

He stretched himself over her and let her feel the length of him between her legs. She looked at him with pure impatience.

"I want you now." Chaya growled at him. Bennett almost came in his pants. Where was the shy virgin he knew? He'd never had anyone want him so much and he never expected Chaya to be so hot under him. He didn't think he would be able to last.

Chaya bought her hips up against his length and began to undulate under him as though he was already inside her. Bennett couldn't help but to follow along and begin to move his hips against her. They began grinding their hips together as though Bennett was already fucking her.

He began kissing her again coaxing her tongue out of her mouth and into his, sucking on it. Bennett was moving with so much force that his headboard began pounding against his wall. He tried to slow down, but the pounding continued and it seemed to get louder and more furious.

"Fuck!" Bennett thought as his eyes popped open. That had to be the most vivid dream he had ever had. His body had broken out into a cold sweat. He could still feel Chaya underneath him, shit he swore that he still tasted her. That had to be the greatest dream ever, he could even still hear the pounding.

Bennett was no longer dreaming, someone was pounding at his door. He'd been more than wrong to think that pushing himself with training would help him not think of her. He obviously wasn't having much luck with it, she was even haunting him in his dreams.

"Hold up, I'm coming." Bennett yelled. He looked through the peephole and saw Sam on the other side.

"What's up—" Bennett began.

"My fucking sister? You've been fucking my little sister?" Sam charged in.

"Wait a minute---I haven't been." Bennett interrupted. He was almost certain that he'd been dreaming. He hadn't touched Chaya yet, at least not in the way that Sam seemed to be implying.

"Shut the fuck up, I've seen the pictures, Ben" Sam yelled. "In my parents house, on their couch. You and my fucking little sister."

"What? Pictures? What the hell are you talking about Sam?" Bennett was confused.

"Someone sent me an email, with a little surprise attached to it." Sam was so angry that his caramel complexion had a red tint to it.

"What email, with what attachments?" Bennett implored. Even though only one of two things could make Sam this angry.

"The email that I received last night with pictures of you with your hands down my little sisters pants!" Sam yelled.

"I can explain..." Bennett began.

"Explain why the hell your hands down were down my sisters pants?" Sam yelled.

"Who the fuck sent you pictures?" Bennett implored. Even though he had an angry Sam in front of him, he could only think about Chaya and the fact that she had been violated in a way.

Bennett decided to try a different tact since Sam was obviously angry with him.

"Look Sam, I'm not trying to hurt..." Bennett never got to finish that sentence because Sam punched him, right in his mouth.

Bennett's head snapped back.

"Shit man!" Bennett exclaimed. "You fucking hit me..."

"I should do fucking more for what you've done to my sister. You are supposed to be my best friend. Someone I can trust her with and this is the shit that you do." Sam was beyond upset.

Besides the fact that his baby sister was hurting, he didn't know who the email came from and how to make the asshole who was obviously out to hurt his sister pay.

Bennett was still confused and his face hurt. Why the hell would someone send Sam pictures of him and Chaya? Who would want to hurt her like that?

"Shit Sam that hurt." Bennett said. "But, I understand, but you should know that I would never hurt Chaya and even though you may not believe me, she means something to me."

Sam looked over at Bennett and wanted to hit him again. He couldn't get the images of his best friend and his little sister out of his head.

"I'm only going to say this to you one time, if you hurt her any more than you already have, I'm going to kill you." he said steadily as he looked Bennett in his eyes.

Bennett knew that Sam wasn't lying. He also understood where he was coming from. He'd hurt who ever it was that was determined to hurt Chaya. But right now, all he wanted to do was get to her.

"Does she know?" Bennett asked Sam. "Have you told her?"

"I didn't have to tell her, they also sent them to her." Sam answered. "Calling her all kinds of vicious names and promising that soon everyone would know what kind of 'slut' she was!"

Bennett could only see red. He had to get to her. He needed to make this better and he needed to find whoever this was and make them pay.

"Let's go." Bennett reached for his jacket and was heading towards his door. The only thing he wanted to do was get to Chaya and comfort her. Sam grabbed his arm and slowed Bennett down.

"You may want to put a shirt on first..." Sam told him. Despite how royally fucked up the situation was, Sam appreciated the fact that Bennett seemed to show genuine care in what was happening with Chaya.

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They arrived at Sam's house in record time. During the drive over neither one of them spoke, Bennett was lost in his thoughts of Chaya. He was going to fix this. When he found out who did this to her, he would make sure that they paid and there would be no more confusion about what would happen if someone even thought to hurt her.

"Chaya, come down here." Sam yelled when he entered the house. They heard her door open and her footsteps as she approached the top of the stairs. Sam walked towards the living, while Bennett stood at the base of the stairs, looking for her.

When she finally appeared. The red haze cleared a little and his heart took a slight tumble. She was dressed in leggings and a large t-shirt and her hair was in another messy ponytail. She was the most beautiful thing that Bennett had ever seen.

As she came down the stairs and got closer, Bennett could see that she had been crying. That red haze became a bit brighter. The fact that the light in her brown eyes seemed dimmed and her brown complexion was marred with tear streaks and redness made Bennett want to kill someone.

When she finally reached the bottom landing. Bennett couldn't help but pull her into his arms and embrace her. She didn't melt into him like she normally would have. Her back stiffened and she almost immediately pulled away from him. Bennett didn't like that, not one bit.

Chaya couldn't believe that he actually touched her. He hadn't called her or responded to any of her texts to him and now he wanted to stand here and hold her as though she meant something to him? He was only here because of that stupid email and that hurt her more than the email itself.

"What are you doing here?" She asked him cooly. She saw the flash of confusion and hurt in his gray eyes, but she wasn't in the mood to make Bennett feel better. She'd been hurt since he basically disappeared, wondering what she had done wrong. She was almost certain that what they had shared would mean as much to him as it had to her. She thought he would be her first, but now she wasn't so sure.

Bennett knew he fucked up. He knew that he should have handled everything with Chaya differently, he didn't really know why he didn't call or answer any of her texts, but he would fix it. He would fix everything.

"What the fu-" Bennett held his temper in check. "What do you mean what am I doing here? Sam told me about the emails and I wanted to see you and make sure you were okay."

"As you can see, I'm fine." Chaya answered him. "You can go. Sam will take care of me." Even as she said the words, Chaya knew that if Bennett left, she'd break even more. She loved her brother, but she didn't want him to take care of her, she wanted Bennett.

"First of all I can tell you aren't fine. It's all over your face and in your eyes that you're hurting. And I'm sure I have something to do with it and not just the emails. And I don't give a damn if you want Sam to take care of you---that's my job."

Chaya just looked at him. If she thought he'd meant it, she may have walked back into his arms and held on tight. She knew better though, she knew that he suffered from a hero complex and even though that was one of the many things that she loved about him, she didn't want him to save her because of his stupid complex. She just wanted him to want to be there.

She began to push pass him and he grabbed her arm.

"After we deal with this, you and I are going to talk. We're going to finally put an end to this madness." Bennett said.

"Whatever you say Bennie." Chaya resigned. She didn't have the strength to argue or fight with him. She just wanted to love him and have him love her back. She looked into his face one last time and seemed to be memorizing him. She took in his chiseled features, from his full lips to his cheekbones to his nose to his almost too perfect ears.

She had loved him since forever and each day it was getting harder and harder to let her dream of happily ever after with him go. She just had to realize that Bennett was never going to see her as anything other than Sam's little sister, no matter how many times, he touched her.

She moved passed him and walked into the living where Sam had already set up his laptop to the email and pictures.

"Who would do this to you Chy?" Sam asked her. He knew that his sister was hurting but the quicker they got to the bottom of this, the better chance their parents wouldn't find out and Chaya could move and focus on her upcoming graduation.

Chaya felt the color creep up into her cheeks.

"I don't know." she whispered. Deep down it hurt that someone would want to hurt her like this. What she and Bennett had shared was special to her and now, it just made her feel dirty.

She felt Bennett as he approached her from behind. He was so deeply ingrained in her that she didn't have to turn around to know that his face was set in tense lines and that his jaw was ticking with anger.

Bennett had an idea or two about who would be behind this.

"Billy or Alex." Bennett spat out. He remembered the night that he had to pick her up, the night that bought all of this to a head.

"It couldn't be Alex." Chaya began. "He didn't know you were here, he broke up with me and he hasn't spoken too me since. He could care less. And I don' want to think that Billy is capable for something like that. I know he likes me, but he can't be capable of something so cruel."

Bennett wasn't so convinced. It couldn't be coincidence that someone sent her this email with such vicious language. Those were the two options and he was going to speak to both of them sooner rather than later.

"Why didn't you tell me, Chy?" Sam asked his sister and she knew he wasn't talking about what either Alex or Billy had done. But about what happened between her and Bennett.

"I didn't think there was anything to tell you Sammie-bear." Chaya responded, using her childhood name for her big brother. "It was something that happened and it won't happen again. Bennett and I have already decided that it's not something worth revisiting."

She could feel Bennett's body tense behind her. It was obvious he didn't like what she was saying. But too bad, she knew she had to let him go because she knew he wasn't as sure as she was about them, so she'd make it easy on him.

Sam glared at his best friend. His sister was hurting in more ways than one and right now there was only one person there he could take it out on. He started to walk towards Bennett, fist curled once again.

Chaya stepped in front of him knowing her brother almost better than he knew himself.

"Are you going to hit him?" She whispered, looking up at him with wide eyes.

"Right in his fucking face." Sam growled, looking down into her face and having what he saw in her eyes break his heart a little.

Chaya planted her feet and stood between the two of them. Bennett didn't seem to think that moving would help his cause, because he was just standing there.

"Please don't." She implored her brother. Even though her heart was hurting, the idea of Bennett getting hurt because of her hurt a little more. Sam looked at his little sister once again and stopped his movement. He didn't want to hurt her any more than she already was.

"What are we going to do to fix this, Bennett?" Sam asked over her head, through clenched teeth. It was pissing him off that he couldn't fix this for her immediately.

"Tomorrow, we're going to talk to those two punks and get some fucking answers, if we have to beat out of them" Bennett was so angry he couldn't even think straight. The fact that he played a part in hurting her, by having the way he touched her tainted by someone else and the fact that his cowardice kept him from being with her the way that he wanted, had him tasted the blood of who ever hurt her. He was going to fix this for her.

Chaya stood there looking lost. Bennett would give anything to have her yell at him, like she always did. He hated that this had broken her a little bit.

"Sam, can I talk to Chaya for a minute?" Bennett was going to begin fixing things with her.

Sam hesitated, but looked at his sister who gave him a little nod. He turned and walked toward the kitchen. Before going he turned around, looked at Bennett and said, "Chy, I'll be in the kitchen, if you need me. And Ben, remember what I said to you earlier? I meant every word." With those words, he went into the kitchen.

Chaya turned and looked at Bennett. "What do you have to say now Bennie?"

She just wanted to get this over with.

"I know that you don't want to talk to me and that you've already written me off, but Chy, I care about you, more than I want to admit to myself. What I felt with you that night, I have never felt with anyone and I need you to believe that. I know that what I didn't do afterward makes it hard for you to believe that, but I am going to find out who is behind this and then I am going to show you exactly what you mean to me." With his final words, Bennett reached out and pulled her into him again.

Chaya knew that he was going to kiss her, and even though she knew she should stop him, a part of her wanted it and made no moves to stop him.

Bennett tilted her head up and gently placed his lips on hers. What was supposed to be innocent and light, immediately became something filled with hunger. Chaya pressed her body further into Bennett's. Bennett reluctantly broke off the kiss. If he didn't leave now, Sam would walk out of that kitchen and find his sister pinned underneath him and Bennett wasn't in the mood to take another hit to the face.

"I've gotta go. But I will see you tomorrow." Bennett said and headed for the door. Chaya bought her hands to her lips and still felt him there as he walked away. She knew despite her best efforts when it came to Bennett, she was doomed.