Hello my fellow readers, I'm back with another chapter. This literally just popped in my head and I mean, I literally just dreamt about Benny's flashback and that probably was my first MBAV related dream ever, it was awesome. Anyway, this is mainly about Benny. His life is the most important in this story. It is a sub-Benny fic, f course. It's all about him. Ha-ha. Anyway, for anyone who read my other stories, I won't make another chapter For The Love Of My Pain until probably two days from now, so if you like this and BTR, it would be a good story to read. Plus , my others will be on pure hiatus for a while until I get some true inspiration to make new chapters. Every writer needs that. Anyway, I'm trying to work on this because I didn't give this any attention since the 29th of last month, isn't that just terrible? So, I'm gonna try to at least get 2 chapters for this behind my belt before I get to my other one-shot Poisoned Heart. Anyway, Bethan Forever, thank you so much for reading my story. All of yours are pure works of art. They give me even more inspiration to continue this. Also, thank you GrayAngel13 for reading. You give me a special type of happiness to be able to have wonderful followers like you all. Anyway, thank you all for your fan-fiction love and I hope I get even more on this chapter , if you know what I mean. Anyway, I hope you enjoy. I tried really hard. Review, Follow, and Favorite. Enjoy!?

Chapter 2 – Sorrow

(Benny's P. O V)

I writhed against the sheets as the nightmare plagued my sub-conscious.

(Flashback)

I felt abnormally cold, as I stood in the middle of the darkened alleyway. I let out a shaky breath of air, as the cool visible vapor poured out of my lips. Next thing I knew, a figure was standing at the end of it. I didn't see his face, because he had a hood on. I called out to him softly.

"Hello?"

They walked towards me, but instead of responding, he just walked past me, not noticing. I yelled at him, but he disappeared into thin air. The dream started to morph, and eventually I was standing in the middle of the darken school hallway. The last time I was in the school's darkened hallway, me and Ethan were killing plant life so that made this even more weird. I found myself walking down the hallway and the hooded figure stood at the end of it, and strangely I just ran away. Not understanding the slightest reason why.

I didn't know why, but I couldn't stop. The lockers and the many classrooms I passed became a distant blur as the figure continued to follow me. I ran past Sarah, Erica, Jesse, Alex, Rory, and Dave but they caught me as a girl in a red cloak appeared. I screamed, but they refused to let me go. The girl in the hooded red cloak went over to stand by the figure that chased me. I spotted a small patch of brown hair, as they both pulled off their hoods. It was Ethan and Rosalina. Ethan had black eyes that held absolutely nothing in them and hers were dark red and full of mischief. I gasped horrified, as I yelled to Ethan ,but he just stood there.

A smile appeared on his features as she motioned to the back doors of the school. I screamed and almost cried as they started to carry me to the darkness.

"Ethan, help me please!" I screamed, as the tears made their way down my face.

What was wrong with him? Why were they helping her? I thought they were my friends. How come he couldn't hear me? Why wouldn't he help me? I sobbed, as they carried me to the darkness behind the double doors and threw me in, closing them, leaving me to fall into the dark abyss. Hearing their laughter, as I fell and screamed, knowing deep down that no one could hear me.

(Flashback)

The echo of their laughter rang through my ears as I woke up, shooting up into the sitting position. My shirt was dampened with sweat, as I panted, wiping my sweaty forehead with the back of my hand. I breathed in deeply, as I tried to close out the memory from my dream, opening my eyes, letting them adjust to the harsh lighting. I yawned, as I sat up, taking in my surroundings. I rubbed my aching, blood-shot eyes. I felt the slight burn in my eyes from all the crying. I stood up and a horrid pain instantly corrupted my body, letting the pain shoot up my spine, scorching my backside in pure agony. I sighed, as I felt myself seek comfort in the pain. I slowly began to walk to the full-body mirror, as I stared at the nightmare in my reflection. My hair was messed up and disheveled and my eyes looked red and puffy from all of the many painful tears that my broken heart had shed over the past few months. The tear stains were still evident on my facial features, making my cheeks look puffy as well. I couldn't help, but let out a small sob, as I looked at my body.

Every night it never changed. My body never looks any different, but it somehow manages to look even worse than the night before. The many love bites covered my body and my body was basically showered in yellow, purple, and blue bruises from when he bit me. His hand prints were still on my hips, leaving a deep purple bruise that not only bruised my body, but bruised my soul as well. A few more tears slid down my face, as every mark reminded me of the many dark nights we've spent together, each one torturing my withered heart, not knowing the slightest idea of how to fix it.

I ran my fingers slowly over my old and new scars that lined my once porcelain skin, slowly never making me forget my undeniable pain, reminding me of who caused that pain. I sighed, as the sides of my mouth lifted into a forced pain-filled smile, that masked my feelings, making the world believe I was happy , when I wasn't. The same smile that wouldn't let others see my pain, caging my true feelings into the deep depths of my heart, so they wouldn't have to feel any unnecessary sorrow for me. The smile that kept me going every single day, that made me keep up this pointless facade that everyone seemed to believe, slowly breaking my heart each passing day as I wear it. I let out another small sob as a soft knock at my door.

"Benny, are you okay, Sweetie?" I sniffed, slowly closing away my pain once again and wiped my tears quickly.

"Yes, grandma. I'm okay." I told her softly, lying to her, knowing deep down in my weary soul, I was dead wrong.

"Okay dearie, just don't take too long so you can come down for breakfast." I let out a shuddered breath, as I held back the remaining of my tears of pain and sorrow.

"Okay, grandma." I heard the soft patter of her elderly footsteps, as she went back downstairs. I looked back at the mirror, staring at my reflection.

"I guess it's time to put back on our mask." I muttered to no one in particular, but myself, trying to convince myself on what to do, to convince my heart that this lie is true.

I grabbed a black and blue striped polo shirt from my closet, along with some gray jeans. I flinched and shuddered slightly, as the cloth came in touch with my soft, bruised skin. I slid the long-sleeved shirt over my shoulders, covering my many cuts. I slowly slid the jeans over my aching, and bruised hips, covering each and every one of my marks. I gathered my things and grabbed my backpack, my heart becoming increasingly heavy, as I walked out of my bedroom door to await another agonizing, pointless day to come to an end. I met my grandmother downstairs as I watched as she quickly maneuvered across the wide kitchen making breakfast. She placed a plate in front of me full of eggs and bacon. I let the delicious aroma fill my nostrils, but ignored it.

"You know what, I'm not really that hungry. I'll probably just head to school." I made my way to the front door.

"Wait a minute." I stopped, as I put my pain behind me, trying to muster a pain-filled smile. I looked at her.

"Aren't you gonna wait on Ethan?" My heart stopped abruptly at the mention of his forbidden name.

"He'll be fine." as I made my way out of the door, trying to avoid her gaze, leaving my grandmother bewildered.

I walked across the leveled concrete of the sidewalk, as I slowly walked to school. I passed the many houses on my street and the foliage that surrounded them. I glanced back at Ethan's as I looked to see Ethan and Rosalina making out in the front seat of his car. My heart broke into a million pieces at the site. His dad got him that car for his 17th birthday. He loved it. I helped his dad pick it out. It was an old-fashioned Impala, dark blue to be exact. It was where we kissed the first time under the beautiful moonlit sky. I blushed at the memory. I was dazed out of my many thoughts as his car started up and I hid behind our neighbors bush as they drove past.

I sighed, as the memories came back to me, as the tears escaped my burning eyes. The tears slowly fell down my face, clouding my vision as they cascaded down my reddened cheeks, watching them drive out of sight. Slowly and painfully breaking my withered heart with each passing second as they fully disappeared. Rain droplets fell on my face as I cried out in agony. I sniffed as I looked as the sky erupted into a brutal thunder that shook me, as the rain heavily fell out of the darkened sky. I sighed as I let the water soak my clothes and my hair, unable to move away from my never ending pain. I found myself not caring as I cried harder into my knees. I didn't notice the tall figure looming over me.

"Hey, are you okay?" I looked up to see the guy was holding a black umbrella over me, keeping me dry. He had gorgeous turquoise eyes and shaggy brown hair that ran to his broad shoulders and a masculine build. He looked at least 6'2 and looked to be no older than maybe a senior. I was unable to speak as he held out his hand to me. I didn't know why, but I took it. He had a weird calm and friendly nature about him.

"I'm fine." I held his hand tighter, as he pulled me up.

"You know, it's not the smartest to be walking in the rain, right?"

"I'm aware." I answered back with the comment coming out a lot more harsh than I intended, as I continued to walk. He caught up to me.

"So, where are you headed?"

"To school." I said, as I continued to look forward, trying to hide my puffy cheeks.

" I can take you if you want." That's what made me look at him, eyeing him strangely.

"So, you're gonna offer a ride to a stranger you don't know?" I eyed him incredulously. He smiled.

"Well, it's not like you're a deranged serial killer or anything. Are you?" I found myself letting out a soft laugh, knowing deep down that it was what I needed at this very moment.

"No."

"So shall we." He motioned to a red-faded Camaro.

"Sure." I found myself slowly giving in, not knowing the slightest reason why. He threw a coat over me and I smiled at the small kind gesture as we approached his car. He got the door for me before he opened his, sliding into the darkened seats.

"So, what's your name, anyway?" He said, as I found myself intrigued at the mysterious kind stranger, who was silent.

"Blake Wellington. You?" I took a short breath.

"Benny. Just Benny." I mustered, as I blushed slightly when he looked at me. He chuckled.

"So, you're saying you have no last name what so ever?" I laughed at the way he said it.

"Well, I'm not telling you. I don't know if you're a serial killer yet." I said, softly, as we came to a stop.

"Okay, but I was just asking."

"Thanks for the ride." I smiled slightly.

"You're welcome" He said, as he shot me a pearly white smile that would make any girl swoon and faint at the same time. I got out of the expensive car, noticing his coat still on my shoulders.

"Your coat-" I started, but he held up a hand to stop me.

"Keep it. You need it more than I do." I blushed, as I slowly walked away from the car and he called out to me.

"Any by the way, I'm not." as he gave me a look and I couldn't determine if it was flirtatious. I gave him a wave as I walked off only to be spotted by Sarah and Erica.

"Benny, what happened and who were you talking to?" She gave me a worried look and looked at me suspiciously. I shook my head.

"Just this guy who-" I looked back and the car was gone.

"What guy?" I sighed.

"Never-mind." Sarah and Erica looked at each other and shrugged.

"Okay, come on, we need to get inside before we're missed." Sarah grabbed and led me into the brown-stoned school.

She instantly led me to my locker where the others were bickering. Mostly Jesse and Dave, as Rory and Alex shook their heads at their boyfriends antics. They were discussing last nights football game.

"The score was 11-20." as Dave smirked at him.

"It was 11-15." Jesse argued as he glared at him.

"No, it wasn't." Dave argued.

"Yes, it was." Jesse gave him a look.

"Nu uh."

"Uh huh."

"Nu uh"

"Uh huh." Erica sighed and rolled her eyes.

"What do you think?!" Jesse and Dave said at the same time, giving Rory and Alex looks. Alex had a loss for words ,but Rory answered.

"We ain't in this one. You're on your own." as Rory went back to digging in his locker. Erica snickered.

"Wow, great way how to act like men." They both glared.

"Who asked you, she devil?"

"You did." She gave them an unamused smirk. They continued to argue, as I opened my locker to get my books out. I could only shake my head as they argued with Erica. I guess you're all wondering how this group even came to be. Well, Let's start with Jesse and Alex. I watched as he wrapped an arm around Alex's waist.

Well, when Jesse came back about the Lucifrator, he stayed. They were all pretty weak after the incident and we agreed he could stay, as long as he behaved. The more time we spent with him, the more we came to like him. Sarah didn't like it at first, but she warmed up to it. I'm not gonna lie, I didn't like him either at first. I mean he bit my best-friend, and almost killed all of us at least three times. It's a hard thing to get over, but when I noticed he tried to change, I couldn't hold it against him. In no time after that, we were friends. It was few doubts here and there, but we worked through them. Alex mostly did all of that though.

He is a strange one though. His parents were rich, two generations worth. He came from money. Not to mention, he was more of a nerd than Ethan was, he was like a freaking dictionary. We were surprised when Jesse found him. A few guys hurt him really badly and he was covered in blood when he took him to my grandmother and she gave him a healing spell, but it didn't stop our suspicion. I mean Jesse was more the one to put people out of their misery, if you know what I mean, so it was a surprise that he actually saved anyone. I mean, I know it sounds harsh, but Jesse just didn't do that kind of thing. He was more of a bite you and forget you type of person, so. I took him to my grandma and she thought it was an act of imprinting. It surprised us all because it was very rare for a vampire to find their mate. I mean there's marriage, but their bond wouldn't be that strong.

Alex freaked out when we told him, but in less than a month, he was in love with Jesse and much as Jesse was in love with him. Hell, he actually asked Jesse to change him after only 6 months of them being together. I thought he was nuts when he told me , but they couldn't be any closer than they are now. If they're happy then so what. Jesse kissed Alex's neck, as he held him. I smiled as I looked towards Rory and Dave. Their story was a bit more complex.

Dave was rich just like Alex, and was a football player. He had two older brothers who played football as well. He had only been here for 2 years. I remember when me and Sarah used to catch him eyeing Rory like a love sick puppy in the lunchroom everyday before they even met. It was actually kind of funny it you thought about it. I'm surprised Rory didn't even catch on. It was weird when they got imprinted also. They imprinted when the Vampire Council said they wanted Ethan to kill a werewolf they had captured. Rory was the one who saved him though. It was the first time, we seen Rory so mad. He almost bit Anastasia and we were surprised they didn't try to kill him. Instead, they're just still scared of him. After we saved him, Dave asked him out countless times and Rory said no. It was hilarious every time Dave flirted with him, Rory blew him off.

Rory didn't agree to go on a date with him until, he dated a girl just to make him mad. When they did, it stirred up the lovey dovey slash horny side of Rory we didn't even know he had. I mean every we saw them, they were fucking like rabbits, but other than that they couldn't stay away from each other, even if you paid them. They were inseparable. I could only chuckle as I looked at the most unlikely couple in my book. In retrospect, it was obvious ,but to me it was a shocker. Erica and Sarah got together shortly after Jesse and Alex did. Erica almost tried to kill Ethan after he broke up with Sarah for Rosalina.

I've never seen her like that. Sarah sulked for at least a week behind that. I didn't think much of it, because I used to hate her. I mean, she stole the heart of my dear Ethan, who wouldn't, but the more I seen her like that, the more I realized how much we really had in common. I knew he would never love me, and I knew it was exactly how Sarah felt when Ethan told her he didn't love her. At the time, we both wanted something we couldn't have. Something we badly desired, but couldn't touch. When I realized that, we became closer than all the rest, taking each others pain and put our hate away to create a beautiful friendship. She was the only one who truly knew about my feelings, and I was the only one who knew about hers. When she thought she might be in love with Erica, I just convinced her to tell her and Erica felt the same, for some years now, to be specific and Erica has been possessive ever since.

I could only smile at the fact that everyone had found a special person to make them happy, but I couldn't deny that I was jealous of the fact that I didn't. The fact they have someone who loved them dearly, and the one I loved would never love me as much as I love him. I'm not gonna lie, everyone deserves happiness and they deserved every bit of the sweet love they earned . I just hate the fact that I haven't found mine, and that I didn't want to face the reality that I might be destined to forever be alone. I felt my heart drop at the very thought. I sighed, as Erica groaned and rolled her eyes. I followed everyone's gaze to the nightmare that stood before me.

There also was Ethan. A guy who was good at hiding almost anything. The same guy who I spent my night with and if you asked ,would say it never happened, and act like he never cared. The guy I was utterly in love with and my feelings couldn't deny. The same person who made my heart stop every time I looked at him and makes my heart break every time I think of the beautiful, unfaithful monster as known as Rosalina's boyfriend. The same man who made me spend my nights in tears, crying over the fact he would never be mine, and he couldn't love the guy that loved him like no one else ever has. That was the bitter truth of my life, and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't convince myself that it was all true, hoping in the deep depths of my broken soul that it could never be. I tried to hold back tears as I looked towards him.

"What's up, B" It took every ounce of my being not to shout at him. Instead I looked at the ground.

"I'll see you guys at lunch." as I walked off without another word, my heart on my sleeve, hoping and praying this horrible day will finally end.

Well, that was all folks. Tune in next time. Peace:)