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Category Linkin Park

The Son Of A Drunk by TMIsaacs1

The bad part in cutting

11:30 PM-



"Chester Charles Bennington get your goddamn ass up before I make you get up you fucking little bitch!"



Oh God no... not again, why me/ why do I have to live in this hellhole?



"Are you even listening to me damnnit?!"



"Y... yes sir... I... I'm listening..." I rub my eyes and look up at those eyes that feel like a thousand knifes stabbing into me.



"You better be boy, you know exactly what'll happen if your not, right?" next thing I know is that he's yanking my covers off of my cold, limp, half naked body... great, my half naked body... fuck.



"W... what are you doing?" soon enough, my question was answered, and it was an answer that I did not like at all. "Dad, please stop... don't."



"SHUT THE HELL UP BOY!" next thing I feel is a belt crashing against my hip.



"AHH WHAT THE FU-" and again the belt pounds against my flesh over and over and over again while I keep crying out in pain telling him to stop.



Completly exhausted from the beating I supisingly manage to let out a small whimper letting my father know what he had just done too me.



Just when I had thought that this was all over and done with, my 'father' crawls on top of my numb body and straddles my bloody hips and he takes the belt and ties my hands up at the headboard of my bed with it yeah like I'm gonna go anywhere.



So after I'm all tied up he leans down and whispers into my ear, "now you be a good boy now Chazzy..." oh god i wanted to throw up so badly right then, ohh how sick that man made me.



"Why?" was the only word I could manage to say to him, and he just gives off a chuckle and pulls his jeans off and throws them on the floor he looks at me and smirks, shit I wish I could have smaked that damn smile off his damn face right now...



"Your gonna like this Ches..." he proceeds with pulling the rest of my clothing off and throws that on the floor and he jerks my legs apart and enters into me roughly.



"FUCK!!!" I scream out in agony, "stop... please... it hurts..." he thrusts deeper into me screaming out in pleasure.



"Jesus fucking Christ Chester! Your so damn tight!" he continues thrusting deeper and deeper inside of me.



"STOP PLEASE!!!" I feel a fist come crashing down onto the side of my face and once again I cry ouy in excruciating pain. and I somehow I manage to kick him with my legs.



"WHAT DID I FUCKING TELL YOU CHESTER?!"



Now not only does my face and hips hurt but now so does my stomach considering that he had just punched me there.



I let out loud yelp and my dad starts pulling out of me and thrusts right back into me.



"AHHH SHIT! STOP IT!" and not too long after I yelled that out he came hard inside of me and he jerked himself out of me, my covers covered in semen and my blood.


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THE NEXT MORNING - 9:30 AM -



So I wake up, still completly naked from the night before and I sit up very, very sore from the previous events that had taken place last night.



"Fuck..." I get up out of my bed very slowly and of course I'm walking awkwardly and I go over to my dresser debating weather I should take a shower or not, well considering that I can barely walk I decided not to.



I'm at my dresser and I pick out a pair of boxers and black baggy pants with a chain hanging down the side of them and then I put all that on and I get a white tee shirt and throw that onto my frail frame and I see my door wide open, again from last night.



I leave my room still walking awkwardly, I shut my door on the way out and I head down the stairs and into the kitchen where my Dad is sitting at the table reading the newspaper and he see's the way that I am walking.



"What the hell is wrong with you now?" he stares at me.



"N... nothing Dad... I'm just sore..."



He chuckles, and I wish I had known why because I didn't see any of this funny.



"Chester you honestly have to fucking man the hell up, i'm tired of you always coming down here and complaining to me that "oh I'm sore, I'm hungry," blah, blah, blah-"



"WELL MAYBE IF YOU DIDN'T FUCKIN' HURT ME ALL THE TIME I WOULDN'T BE COMPLAINING!!!"




My Dad gets out of his chair already pissed off at me and he walks over to me and starts getting up in my face.



"CHESTER BENNINGTON DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING SNAP AT ME LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN OR ELSE-"



"OR ELSE WHAT?! YOUR GONNA FUCKING RAPE ME AGAIN?!"



And now comes the part where my father slaps me across my face.



"OWW WHAT THE FUCK DAD!!!" I put my hand up to where I'd just been hit



"YOU NEED TO LEARN HOW TO SHUT UP AND LEARN SOME FUCKING RESPECT KID!"



"Why the fuck do you do this to me Dad?"



Still sore as hell I go sit down at the table right across from where my Dad was sitting, right after I sit down, so does he. Joy. And of course he totally ignores my question so I don't ask again sinceI already know he's pissed off at me.



"So how'd ya sleep last night Dad?"



I look down at the floor avoiding as much eye contact as possible.



"Fine," he replies coldly.



"How much did you drink last night?"



I continue staring at the floor still wanting to avoid that painful stare of his, but yet I can still sense that he's glairing at me.



"Is that really any of your damn business Chester?"



"Well... no but-"



"But nothing, its none of your business so shut the fuck up!"



"Jeez... didn't know that I offended you Dad..."



"Do you seriously want your ass kicked Chester?!"



"Do you seriously want to? thats all you really like to do is kick my ass and fuck it too... thats probably the only reason that I'm here-"



"Yeah that probably is Chester, ever since your mother and I have got divorced, your really the only thing I can fuck. And besides your way tighter than she ever has been."



I look up at him in disbelief at what he's just said. he continues on with his sentence.



"Other than that, your just a piece of shit that I never have and never will care about, your fucking worthless to me, you could die right now and I wouldn't care."



Okay I may not be dead physically, but mentally... I'm a pale, cold corpse thats been dead for years, I felt my eyes starting to water.



"Well, at least you've succeeded in making me feel like I'm nothing Dad..."



I get up from my chair and I run up to my room as fast as I can and slam my door shut, locking it behind me, I start put my back against the door and slide down it sobbing harder and harder.



I get up and start walking towards my dresser knowing exactly what I want... my razor...


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Before I grabbed the razor from off of my dresser, I look at my reflection in the mirror, God how pathetic am I? I'm nothing, my fathers right, I am nothing but a piece of shit... all I am is his little sex toy or slave or whatever you wanna call it.



I snatch the razor into my hand and sit down beside my bed, my back up against the side of the mattress of it.



I rest my left arm down against my leg and put the razor up to my pale arm, I put a little bit of pressure onto the razor making it barely cut into my flesh, but I put enough pressure to make me bleed at least...



I cut in a horizontal line, blood trailing the razors mark.



I set the razor down on the floor and I tilt my head back and I close my eyes recalling the things my father had said to me earlier this morning...



"your just a piece of shit



that I never have



and never will care about.



Your fucking worthless to me



you could die right now



and I wouldn't even care."




Then I start to think to myself...




"I'm useless...



No one will ever love me



Fuck my life



Fuck it all...



Fuck everything that



I've worked so hard for...



It doesn't matter anymore...



Nothing does..."




"CHESTER GET DOWN HERE NOW!!!"



I open my eyes and look around my room for my baggy black sweater to use to cover the cut, i find it on the end of my bed and put it on and I unlock my door and run down the stairs.



"Yeah Dad?" I ask, me on the third step from the bottom of the staircase, my dad was at the bottom.



"I gotta go to work today... you can invite ONE friend over today and thats it! Got it?"



"Got it."



"Okay, stay out of trouble, I'll probably be home at around... six, behave!"



"Okay dad... I will..."



And so he leaves for work, thank god.



I run back up the stairs and into my room and I grab my cellphone and call the one person that I've know since I was like five.



Mike Shinoda.



The one person who hasn't hurt me mentally, emotionally or physically. So I call him up. On the second ring mike picks up, I put him on speaker so I can hear him better.



"Hey Mike, its Chaz, whats up dude?"



"Nothing much man, how's about you?"



"Ehh... same old shit y'know... so hey my Dad just got a call from work saying that he's gotta work today, and he said that I could invite someone, your the first person that came to my head..."



I hear Mike laugh.



"Thats actually pretty damn funny because I was just thinking about cha bro!"



I giggle, "Seriously dude?!"



"Yeah man, You'd be suprised about how much I think about you Chaz..."



I start to blush.



''Aww, well get your ass over here Kenji!"



"Alrighty then Chaz, I'll be there in about ten minutes or so."



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“COMING!”



I get up and go over to the door and open it.



“Hey Kenji!” I say happily.



“HEY CHARLIE!” Mike smiles.



“FOR THE LAST TIME IT’S CHARLES DAMN IT!!” I yell, Mike laughs.



“So… uhh Charlie, can I come in?”



“IT’S CHARLES!” Mike laughs once again.



“That never gets old… so can I come in?”



“Yeah, get your ass in here.”



Mike comes in and he flops down onto the couch and sets his feet on the coffee table, I sit down next to him.



“So, what’s new Chaz?” Mike asks while watching the TV.



“Ehh… nothing really, hey do ya wanna order some pizza?” Mike looks at me.



“Fuck yeah!” he exclaims.



“Alright, pepperoni?” I grab my phone and dial the pizza hut number.



“Again, FUCK YEAH!” I smile at Mike.



“Hello? Yes, I would like to get a large pepperoni pizza please.” I give the guy my address and all of that.



“It’ll be here in about ten minutes or so…”



“Sweetness!” Mike squeals happily.




So the pizza arrives ten minutes later (well twelve if ya wanna be exact) and I pay for the pizza and shit.



“OH YUMMY!” Mike exclaims and I set the box onto the table and Mike and I each take a piece and start chowing down on it.



“We should do something.” I suggest to Mike, he looks at me.



“Like what?” he says with a mouthful of pizza.



“I dunno… like maybe we should prank call someone.”



“HELL YEAH!”



“Okay!”



I grab my phone once again and I dial *67 to make my phone number unknown and I call our friend Brad. I put the phone on speaker so that Mike can hear.



“Hello?” Brad answers.



“Hello?” I say in a very high pitched girly voice, “Have you seen my pet monkey Mr. PiggleWiggles?”



Mike laughs softly.



“Mr. PiggleWiggles?” Brad questions.



“Yes, Mr. Pigglewiggles, he’s gone missing and I miss him so…”



“Umm… no… I’ll let you know if I see him though, who is this anyways?”



“YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE BITCH!!!” I say in a very deep voice and I hang up immediately.



“OH. MY. GOD! Your worst nightmare? Seriously Chester?!” Mike laughs on.



“I PANICED!”



“Sure ya did.”



“I DID!”



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THE NEXT DAY –



Sunday morning I get up, my dad should be home… joy.



So anyways I get up and I go over to my dresser and grab my clothes, a pair of jeans, a shirt.



I leave my room and go downstairs to the kitchen and I see my father sitting at the table with three empty beer bottles right next to him and a half empty one in his hand.



“Morning dad…” I say nervously.



He looks over at me and looks at me from head to toe.



“Why was your door locked last night boy?”



He gets up and starts walking towards me.



“Is it because you’re afraid that Daddy will hurt you? Is that it?” he says aggravated.



“N… no Dad… I just… it’s just that… umm…” I struggle to get the words out of my mouth.



He backs me into a corner and he grabs me by my arm and yanks me towards him, I jerk back away from him.



“Dad stop, you’re drunk.”



“SO FUCKING WHAT! Now you get your ass over here boy!”



“NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!!”



I try to get away from him but he grabs me by the shirt and slams me back up against the wall.



“Now, you be a good boy Chazzy…”



“GO AWAY YOU BITCH!” I scream loudly.



I then knee him in the nuts and he falls to the floor and I instantly run up the stairs, until my dad gets a hold of my ankle and he drags me down the stairs. I scream in agony and in fear.



“someone doesn’t want to play fairly…” he says as if I’m a little child.



“GO AWAY!” I yell.



My dad then grabs his belt from his pants and he tosses it right next to his side and then he yanks my shirt off of my scarred body and he picks up the belt again and he starts whipping my sides over and over and over and over again, causing me to cry out in pain every time his belt pierces my flesh.



“STOP IT DAD! PLEASE STOP!!” I begged.



He stops for a second and looks at me, he bends down and whispers in my ear.



“All you have to do is just not fight back Chazzy, and then you wouldn’t get hurt as much.”



He stands back up and he whips my side once more.



“AHH!” I cry out.



I try to catch my breathe and there I lay on the bloody staircase, limp and weak. Right when I thought he was done, I found out that I was very wrong, very quickly.



My father then grabs me by my arm and yanks me up from the staircase and drags me over to the couch and he throws me onto it and he crawls on top of me, straddling my hips.



I try pushing him off of me but he just punches the side of my face, he then moves his hands down to my jeans and he starts pulling them off.



“Stop… please…” I plead.



He completely ignores me and he successfully gets my pants off and he carelessly throws them on the floor, he then strips down from all of his clothing.



“Dad… stop… please…” I whimper, he looks at me.



“If you even attempt getting away, I swear to god I’m going to fucking kill you. GOT IT?!” He yells angerly, I nod my head yes and he smiles.



“Good”



He then forcefully pries my legs apart, I tilt my head back, looking up at the ceiling, I start crying hysterically.



“AHHH!!!”



He enters me roughly and I scream, my ‘dad’ then moans in pleasure.



And then… my mother walks in through the front door.



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__________“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE?!” My mother yells.



My dad immediately pulls out of me making me yelp in pain. My dad starts getting dressed of course and I continue crying hysterically.



“Are you okay honey?” My mother comes over to me and hands me my clothes, she then see’s the belt marks from my dad. I quickly get dressed and I get up. And I quickly run up and pack some of my clothes.



“Chester, come on, your staying with me for awhile.” She says.



She and I start walking towards the door and my father grabs a hold of my arm.



“You’re not going anywhere boy.” He says through his teeth.



“Watch me bitch!” I jerk away from his grip and my mother and I get into the car and quickly drive off.



“How long Chester?”



“I dunno… like after you and dad got divorced…”



“That was ten years ago.”



“yup…”



It was a silent and awkward drive to my moms house the rest of the way there, but we get there about twenty minutes later.



THE NEXT DAY –



“Chester, ya gotta get up for school.” My mother lightly shakes my arm.



“Mmm… kay…” I say tiredly.



She leaves my room and I rub my eyes and I get out of bed and pick out some clothes for the day.



I go out into the kitchen and see my mom eating breakfast.



“Morning mom…” I say quietly.



I sit down next to her and I stare at the floor.



“You hungry honey?”



“No… not really…” I say.



“So how did you sleep last night?” she asks me.



“Umm… fine, I guess… hey I gotta get to school can you drive me mom?” I ask her.



“Yeah sure sweetie.” She and I then get into the car and she drops me off at school.



“See you later.”



“Yup, have a good day.”



I slam the door shut and I go to my first hour class, gym…





So after gym class the announcer then comes on.



“Chester Bennington Please report to the principals office, Chester Bennington please report to the principal’s office, thank you.”



I sigh and I grab my things and I go to the principals office… and I see my dad there.



“Hey kiddo!” he says cheerfully.



“Umm… hi?” I suck on my lip ring and stare at him.



“Ya ready to go home?” he happily states.



“What?” I ask confused.



“Your coming home early, your mother dropped all of tour stuff off earlier today.” He smiles sweetly.



“Why?” I simply ask him.



“She said that she has a lot of stuff to do and she didn’t need you getting In the way, come on, let’s go.” He gets up from his seat and he rushes me out to the car.



I get into the passengers seat and my dad gets into the drivers seat and he stares at me.



“What?” I ask him.



“Oh nothing.” He then starts the car and he drives off.



“So, how was your stay with your mom?” he asks kindly.



“Fine… how come your being so nice to me?” I ask curiously.



“Because you’re my son, that’s why.” He smiles at me.



A few minutes later we get back home and I enter back into the house my dad finally enters the house and he shuts the door.



Before I knew it, My dad is holding a knife up to my throat.



“WHAT THE FUCK?!” I yell.



“Welcome home Chazzy.” He whispers into my ear.



“YOU LIED TO ME – “



“WELL NO SHIT! God you are so fucking stupid!” he chuckles.



“Now, the next time you leave I swear to god I will kill you in the most painful way possible, GOT IT?!” he hisses.



“Yes sir…” I whimper.



“Good.” He then continues whispering into my ear.



“Oh god, I wanna fuck you sooo bad right now… and you’ve got some catching up to do Chazzy boy.”



He starts kissing my neck gently. He drops the knife to the floor and he turns me around forcefully and I immediately start backing away from him, up until I trip over the steps, I quickly stand up and I make a run for my room, my dad grabs my ankle and he drags me down the stairs. My face hitting every single step.



“Oh no you don’t!”



My father then yanks me up by my arm and he drags me into his bedroom and he throws me onto the bed and he crawls on top of me, straddling my hips, I attempt trying to slap him but he grabs my wrist.



“Have you not learned anything yet boy?”



“LEAVE ME ALONE!!” I try slapping him with my other hand but he grabs that one as well.



“Hmm… I guess not then…”



“I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU GOD DAMN BITCH! GET THE HELL OFF OF ME DAMNIT!!” I scream at the top of my lungs, I then wildly start kicking, punching and screaming.



“CHESTER, STOP NOW!!” My father tries to gain control over me but I continue on kicking, punching and screaming.



“I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR BULLSHIT! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE AND LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!”



He finally loses his grip on my wrists and I randomly punch him in the face hard enough to knock him onto the ground and off of me, I then get up quickly and I run to my room and I close my door, I lock the door.



I fall down to the floor and I start sobbing as hard as ever.




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______“CHESTER BENNINGTON, OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR NOW BEFORE I DO IT MYSELF!!!” My dad starts pounding on the door.



I crawl over to the corner of my room and I lean against the wall, tears continue streaming down my face.



“CHESTER, I MEAN IT!!” he continues pounding on my locked door.



I tilt my head back up against the wall and I close my eyes, remembering back to when I was about five or so.




“MOMMY, MOMMY, MOMMY!” I squealed, I run into my mother’s arms, happy as I’d ever been before.



“What, what, what?!” she said happily.



“Look at what I made at school today! Look! Look! Look!” I said excitedly, I handed her a little picture of a once happy family drawn on it.



“Oh honey, this is beautiful!” My mother exclaimed, she then kissed my forehead and she goes into the kitchen where my dad was, I followed right behind her.



“Sweetie, look at what Chester made at school today.” She hands the picture to my dad.



“Awe, who’s this cute little boy here?” he looks over at me and I go over to him and I cling to his leg.



“IT’S ME DADDY!” I confirmed.



“Oh… well that’s one cute Chester then!” he smiles at me.



He hands the picture back to my mother and my father picks me up and I rest my head on his shoulder and I eventually fall asleep.





“OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR CHESTER!!!”



I come back to reality and I open my eyes, I look back over to the door where my father is still pounding.



I look down at the floor, oh how I long for being happy again, how I long for laughter, but most of all, how much I’m longing for a father…




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“Chester?” I hear my dad say from down the stairs, and then I hear him come back up the stairs.



“What?”



No answer.



“What do you want?!”



Still, no answer.



I look back at the locked door, I step away from the suitcases and I go over to the door.



“Dad?” I ask worried.



No reply again.



“Dad, you okay?”



I put my hand on the lock and I unlock the door and I open it, to see my father pointing a loaded shotgun at me.



“Hey Chazzy.”



“D… Dad… wh… what are you doing?” I ask scared.



“What I should have done a long time ago.”



He walks towards me, I back away from him.



“You have disrespected me for the last fucking time Chester.”



“Dad, stop, please!” I begged him.



“SHUT THE FUCK UP KID!!!” he yells.



“Just stop… please…” Tears start falling down my cheeks.



“Just stop it…” I fall to my knees.



“Please… stop… Please…” I sob harder and harder, he points the gun to my chest.



“Sorry kid.”



“DAD –“



He then pulls the trigger and I fall to the floor, fighting for my last breath of air until I can’t fight anymore…




TO BE CONTINUED

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________________________The next morning I wake up, not knowing where the hell I am, I start opening my eyes slowly.



All of a sudden I feel a sharp pain in my chest, I look down and I see a bloody bandage around me, and I feel an oxygen mask and IV needles on me.



I hear the door creek open and I see my mother enter the room, she comes over to me and she pulls a chair up next to me.



“How you doing sweetheart?” she asks softly.



“Where am i?” I say weakly.



“You’re in the hospital…” She grabs my hand and holds it for awhile.



“wh… Why? What happened?” I ask completely clueless.



“Yesterday… your father shot you…” A tear streams down her cheek.



“He… shot me?” I say entirely in shock, and then, everything comes back to me as soon as I’m fully conscious.



“Why would he shoot me?” I ask confused.



“Baby, he was drunk, and he didn’t just shoot you, he tried to KILL you.” She explains to me.



“Where is he now?” I ask.



“He’s out in the lobby, he’s actually sober right now in case you want to see him.”



“Yeah, bring him in.” I say immediately. My mom looks at me wide eyed.



“Chester, are you sure?”



“Well, it’d be nice to see my dad sober for once in my life…” I say with my voice still weak.



“Alright…” she sighs, she gets up and leaves the room and she gets my dad.



Not too long after she leaves, my dad comes into the room, he stands at the corner and he just stares at me, I stare at him.



“What the fuck are you afraid of dad? You’re not the one who got shot, you’re not the one who’s laying in a damned hospital bed, AND you’re not the one who’s been getting fucking abused on a goddamn daily basis.” I say in a pissy voice, I slowly sit up in the bed.



“Chester, look I didn’t…” he pauses for a moment and continues on.



“I didn’t mean to hurt you –“ I interrupt.



“HURT ME?! YOU TRIED TO FUCKIN’ KILL ME DAMNIT!!!” I yell as loud as I possibly could.



“DON’T YOU FUCKING YELL AT ME KID!!!” he snaps back at me, he walks over to me and he slaps me across my face, I put my hand up to where I had just been slapped.



“Well I can already tell that you’re not sober right now, how much have you had to drink?”



“None of your damn business!” He sighs deeply and he sits down on the chair where my mother had just been.



I stare at him, just as scared as I had been yesterday, and just as hurt as was before.



The rest of the time there was silent.





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_______A few days later, I’m finally ready to leave the hospital, and I found out that my father had just gained full custody of me the other day.



Well my dad comes into the hospital, picks me up from there and we get into his car, I stare out of the window on my side of the car.



“You’re damn quiet kid.” He obviously points out.



I just stay quiet, I continue on with staring out of the window.



“Fine then, have it your way.” He says bluntly.



I sigh and I finally decide to speak.



“I actually kinda wish that you did succeed in killing me…” I say softly.



My father scoffs at me and he smiles, he puts the keys into the ignition and he pulls the car out of the hospital’s parking lot and we head ‘home’.



As soon as we get there, I look up at the house and I stare blankly at the house. Déjà vu again…



“Well, get out boy, what are you afraid of? Huh?” he grunts.



“Of you…” I say quietly, I look down at my feet, feeling my heart ache, my stomach turn, my mind go blank, and my body completely numb.



“Just get out of the damn car already boy!” He demands instantly.



I hesitantly get out of the car, my father trailing behind me.



Soon enough I enter through the front door, as does my dad. While he’s closing and locking the door, I slowly start walking up the stairs, leading up to my room.



“Where do you think your going?” He turns around, looking at me, we awkwardly stare at each other.



“I’m just… umm… I need to uhh… catch up on some homework.” I stutter.



“You can do that later.” He starts walking towards me, I stay on the staircase, basically paralyzed.



“No, I can’t, I’ve been gone the past few days remember –“



“JUST SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP!” He yells at me, he then grabs me by my arm and he drags me down the stairs and into his bedroom, he then throws me down onto a chair.



“Wh… What are you doing?” I ask scared.



“What I always do!” He growls.



“WELL STOP! PLEASE!!!” I scream.



My dad rolls his eyes at me and he starts unbuckling my belt to my jeans and he pulls them off of me, then he starts stripping himself of his clothing.



He bites his lip and he smiles happily, he then forcefully pries my legs apart.



I put my head up against the wall and I tilt my head up, looking at the ceiling, I close my eyes.



He then enters me slowly, instead of roughly and quickly. I gasp.



“Oh god Chester, you feel amazing…” He moans, he pushes deeper into me, we both moan in pleasure, me feeling completely disgusted at myself.



“You like that Ches?” He says softly.



I nod my head yes, I bite my bottom lip and moan once again, he thrusts deeper into me. He moves his hand onto my throbbing length and wraps his hand around me and he gently strokes me.



I moan in pleasure again.



“Oh my god, harder please…” I beg.



“You are so fuckin’ tight Chester…” He moans in pleasure., he pumps faster and harder, and he thrusts deeper and deeper.



“OH MY GOD!!!” he screams.



We both start breathing heavier and heavier, he eventually comes hard into me.



And I eventually come hard on to his hand. He then pulls out of me and he gets dressed and just leaves, me to exhausted to even move, i just fall asleep then and there.



God I hate this...




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I begin waking up, not knowing where the hell I was, up until I saw myself half naked laying on the floor in my fathers bedroom.



I look around for my jeans and I see them and I put them on.



I stand up on my feet, stumbling a little bit and I walk out of the bedroom and into the living room, where I see my dad watching TV.



“Hey Dad…” I say with my voice raspy.



“He turns around and he stares at me, now this can go either good or bad.



“Hey Ches, whatcha doin’?” He asks nicely, he then smiles at me.



“I umm… just woke up…” I rub my eyes while yawning.



“Oh, well why don’t you come watch TV with me kiddo?” He smiles again, he gestures for me to come sit down on the couch next to him, and so I do.



“You okay there kiddo?” He asks concerned.



“What do you mean am I okay?” I ask rudely, I look at him.



“I mean, how are you doing?”



“Well, if you consider feeling like a piece of shit and feeling useless and being fuckin’ depressed all of the time as good, then I’m doing fucking excellent dad.” I snap at him, I turn my attention back towards the TV.



“Well, how’d ya sleep then?” He asks changing the subject.



“Oh, you mean after you RAPED ME!!!” I say in a prissy like voice.



“Hold on, if I ‘raped’ you, then how come you enjoyed every. Single. Second of it then?!” he comes in closer to me, rendering me speechless.



“I dunno! Hormones I guess!” I snap back at him.



“And besides, I felt fucking DISGUSTED when you fucking did that, I ALWAYS HAVE!!!” I yell at him.



“Why haven’t you told me that?!” He asks surprised, I stand up and I immediately start freaking out on him.



“YOU DON’T THINK THAT ME FUCKING SCREAMING WASN’T TELLING YOU??!!” My eyes start watering, I try holding them back.



“I didn’t know –“ I interrupt.



“SO YOU DIDN’T KNOW WHEN YOU WERE FUCKING WHIPPING ME WITH YOUR GODDAMN BELT??!!” I scream, the tears start streaming down mt cheeks like a waterfall.



“WHY CAN’T YOU JUST STOP DRINKING?! I WANT MY DAD BACK FOR GOD’S SAKE!!!” I give up and I fall to the floor sobbing very hardly.



my dad kneels down beside me, and he wraps his arms around my frail frame.



“I want things to be normal again… I want my father back… I just want to be happy again…” I sob harder.



I bury my head into my father’s chest, he rubs my forearm gently.



“I can’t do this anymore… I just wanna lay down somewhere and just die already…” I continue sobbing.



“Chester, I’m going to try and get sober, I can promise you that… I’m so, so, so sorry kiddo, I never wanted this to happen. I’m sorry…”




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Thursday Morning –



I wake up at around 4:30 in the morning, I rub my eyes and I eventually get up out of bed and I go downstairs in only a pair of jeans that I accidentally fell asleep in last night.



So I go downstairs, and about halfway down the staircase I see my father watching TV with a beer bottle in his hand, and four empty ones on the coffee table.



“Dad? You okay?” I slowly come down the rest of the steps walking over to him, he stares at me in lust.



“Mmm… Hey Chazzy, hey why don’t you come over here and show Daddy some love eh?” He says completely in lust, I then look down at him and I see his hand around his hard erection. I gasp and I look away in disgust.



“Well? Get over here Chazzy…” I look back over at him, and I stare at this sickening man whom I call my ‘father’, I walk the rest of the way over to him since I don’t really feel like getting whipped of shot today.



“Good boy Chazzy.” He says happily.



My father then spreads his legs and he takes his hand off of his hard length and he stares at me.



“You know what to do.” He says agitated.



I then move in between his legs and I kneel down on my knees, I look up at my father who is staring right at me.



“Do it already!!!” He yells impatiently.



I look back at his throbbing erection and I gently grasp it with my left hand and I close my eyes tightly, once again disgusted at myself, I then open my mouth and I take in most of his pre – cummed erection into my mouth.



“Don’t bite Ches.” He informs.



I start sucking on his length, tasting his cum already, I swirl my tounge around his hard erection.



“Oh god Chester…” He moans, he then thrusts his hips up, taking him deeper into my mouth.



I continue moving my tongue around him in every way possible, I then take him deep into my throat, making him scream out in pleasure.



“FUCK CHESTER!!!!!” He then cums hard into my mouth, me swallowing every single bit of it.



I pull my mouth away from his erection and I fall back onto the floor coughing. Right when I thought he was done, I soon found out that I was wrong…



“Good job Chazzy.” My dad gets up and walks over to me, he’s soon straddling my legs and hips.



“Lay down.” He demands.



I obediently do so, I lay down on my back and I feel him messing around with my jeans.



I close my eyes trying to relax, but it’s no use when I feel him pulling my jeans down my legs, he takes them off from around my ankles and he throws them aside.



“My favorite part…” He then steps over my hips and goes down by my feet and legs and he forcefully pries my legs apart once again, he enters me quickly and roughly.



“FUCK!!!” I yell out in agony.



He then bends down by my neck and he takes a piece of my neck skin in between his teeth and bites down hard, and he continues thrusting deeper into me.



“STOP IT!!!” I cry out, tears start falling down from my eyes.



My father grunts and moans in pleasure while I’m in pain.



He then releases the skin from my neck, leaving his mark on me, and he grabs a cigarette that he never put out from his ash tray.



I open my eyes to see him and he shows me the still lit cigarette and he puts it out on the left side of my stomach, burning it into my flesh.



“STOP, PLEASE!!!!!” I cry out.



Once the cigarette is out, he throws it aside and he continues on with thrusting deeper into me.



“OWW! STOP! YOU’RE HURTING ME DAMNIT!!!!!” I scream, I try to squirm away from him but he just grabs both sides of my hips and he drags me back into him. Hurting me even more.



“STOP, PLEASE!!!!!!” I scream again.



He stops for a second and he looks around while I try catching my breath.



My father then grabs one of his empty beer bottles and he smashes it against the coffee table and he drops what was left in his hand.



He then grabs a sharp shard of glass from the bottle and he grabs my arm and holds it up over my head and he presses the shard of glass up against my forearm and he starts cutting in the word ‘MINE’ into my skin.



“FUCKING AYE!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” I scream in agony again.



He then pulls out of me roughly and he drops the bloody shard of glass and he just walks away into his bedroom and he closes his door and locks it, while I just lay there… weak, tired and bloody and numb…



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LATER THAT DAY



It’s now 7:30 in the morning, and today I finally go back to school… yay…



So, I take a shower, get dressed and I get all of my school shit together and I quickly head off to school, before my dad wakes up.




About twenty minutes later, I arrive at school, and the first person I see.



Mike.



“DUDE, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!!!” Mike yells.



“No, but I was pretty damn close to it though…” I mutter softly while looking down at the ground.



“What?” Mike asks thankfully not hearing me.



“Oh, nothing.” I say.



“Bro, where have you been? What happened?” Mike asks concerned.



“I’ve just been really sick… that’s all…” I lie, and I think that Mike could tell that I was lying.



“I know you’re lying Chester, now seriously, what the fuck happened?” Mike asks again.



“You really don’t wanna know dude.”



“Yeah, I do, Chester, you can tell me anything and you know that!” Mike stubbornly argues.



I sigh and I look back up at Mike.



“We’ll go to my place after school and I’ll tell you there, okay?”



“Kay.” Mike says happily.




It’s now the end of the school day and I get into Mikes car with him, and we just crack stupid, lame – ass jokes all the way over to my house.



Me, hoping that Mike had forgotten about me wanting to tell him why I was gone that whole time.



But knowing Mike, he wouldn’t have forgotten that easily…



We get out of Mike’s car and we head into the house, not seeing my father anywhere, oh yeah, sure now he’s gone.



So Mike and I go up to my room, I close my door and I lock it, just in case.



I then flop down on my bed and I sigh, I close my eyes, finally relaxed.



“Sooo…” Mike says.



Mike then sits down next to me. Only about half an inch away from me.



I look over at him and I smile, he smiles back.



“You gonna tell me now?” Mike asks patiently.



I sigh again and I sit up.



“You can’t tell ANYONE!!! Okay?” I say.



“Promise.” He says.



I sigh and I stand up in front of Mike, us staring at one another.



“ This is what my Dad has done to me…”



I take off my shirt and I show him my scars and my newly wounded flesh, my bullet wound, the cigarette burn, the word that my father has cut into me this morning and all of my bruises.



Mike‘s mouth drops wide open, completely speechless.



“Oh… My… God Chester… What else has he done to you?” Mike asks sadly.



“Umm… he’s umm… he’s been umm…” I struggle to finish my sentence.



“CHESTER, TELL ME ALREADY!!!” Mike yells impatiently.



“HE’S BEEN RAPING ME!!!!” I say as quickly as possible



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“Chester, you NEED to call the police on him and report this!!!” Mike says frantically.



“NO! He told me that he’s gonna try and get sober! And I really want my old dad back, the one that doesn’t drink all the fucking time!” I pull my shirt back on and I sit back down next to Mike.



“Well, sometimes you can’t get what you want Chester…” He says.



“I don’t care, I’m not sending my dad to jail damnit!” I argue.



We then hear a knock on the door, I sigh, get up, and I open the door.



I see my father standing in the doorway, less then a foot away from me.



My dad looks at me then he looks over at Mike and back over to me.



“Yeah I thought that I heard you talking up here.” He states happily.



“You look different, what’d you do?” I ask rudely.



I lean against the doorway with my arms crossed.



“I haven’t had a drink today.” He says proudly.



“Well that’s good.” I say dryly.



“Well, I wanted to tell you that I am going to be leaving here soon.” My father says.



“Where to now? A bar?” I ask, looking down at the ground.



“Rehab.” He says. I look up at him confusingly



“Why?” I ask.



“Because I don’t like seeing you hurt, I want you to be happy, you’re going to be living with your mother up until I get out of rehab so…”



“I… don’t know what to say… umm… thank you.” I say.



My eyes start welling up with tears of happiness and of disbelief. This time, I don’t even try holding them back.



My Dad then puts out his arms and I immediately wrap my arms around him, he rubs my back gently.



“I’m really sorry, I really am… I hope that you can forgive me… for everything… I’m so, very sorry kiddo…”




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Saturday Morning



It’s nine – thirty in the morning and I am now at my mother’s house.



My father is also in rehab now and Mike is here for the weekend! Which makes this all even better.



I look over at Mike, who is sleeping at the end of the bed like a dog does.



I get up and grab a bucket and I go into the bathroom and fill it up with ice cold water and I go back into the room, where Mike is still sound asleep.



I then splash the cold water onto Mike.



He wakes up immediately and he falls off of the edge of the bed and onto the floor, and after Mike falls, a picture that’s hanging from the wall falls off and hit’s Mike’s forehead, causing him to start cursing like a sailor.



“HOLY FUCKING GODDAMN MOTHER – FUCKING SHIT!!!!!”



Mike yells, while I’m laughing like hell.



Mike gets up and starts chasing after me, we run into the kitchen where my mom and her boyfriend (Jim) are eating breakfast, we run around then a few times, me still laughing.



“STOP!!!”



My mother yells, Mike and I stop dead in our tracks, we stare at her, me trying to stop laughing.



“What are you doing?!” She asks mad as fuck.



“Waking up.” I say while laughing.



“Don’t cha mean waking ME up?!” Mike says staring at me.



“Yup, pretty much!!!”



“Honey, they’re just having fun.” Jim says, saving our asses.



She sighs, she looks at both Mike and I. I smile widely at her, making her giggle.



“Well, they have a room to do that in, now Chester, go brush your hair, you look like you just got out of a thunderstorm going two hundred miles an hour.” She demands.



“Bleah.” I stick my tongue out at her, she just grabs my tongue with her fingers.



“Now.” She demands again.



“Ofay muffer.” I say.



She lets go of my tongue and Mike and I run back into the room, Mike still wet. Ha ha!



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10:30 That Night



“I dunno about you Chaz, but I’m friggin’ tired as hell!” Mike says while laying down on the bed.



“Yeah… I’m pretty tired to… now move your ass over Kenji!” I demand.



“Kay Charlie.”



“IT’S CHARLES FOR THE LAST TIME!!!!!” I say aggravated.



Mike laughs and moves over, giving me some room to lay down on.



I lay down on the bed and I get underneath the blankets, then I turn off the light that’s next to me on the nightstand and I scoot in closer to Mike curled up in a ball.



[By the way, that’s how I sleep, curled up in a ball, that’s the only way that I can get to sleep… DON’T JUDGE ME!!!! Back to the story!]



“Do you always curl into a ball when you sleep Chester?” Mike asks me.



“It’s the only way that I can get to sleep dude!!” I say defensively.



Mike laughs at me.



“You’re insane bro.”



“Mmm…. Ya think?” I say sarcastically.



Mike chuckles.



“Are Jim and your Mom still awake?” Mike asks.



“They usually go to sleep at around like… nine or so… why?”



“I dunno…” Mike says.



“I really hope that my dad get’s sober – “



I then get interrupted by Mike’s lips gently pushing up against mine, Mike then pulls away, embarrassed.



“Sorry… I –“



I interrupt Mike.



“No, don’t be…” I whisper into his ear. I uncurl from my ball position.



I then start kissing Mike’s neck, he lightly moans, I move my left hand onto Mike’s hip and I pull him closer to me.



I then slip my hand down his boxers and I grab a hold of Mike’s hard, throbbing length and I pump up and down on him.



“Chester…” He moans.



I move my lips back up to Mike’s lips and we engage in yet another kiss, I pump harder and faster making him moan louder, I barely pull my lips away from his.



“Oh god Chester…” Mike moans even louder.



“Mmm… ya like that?” I tease. I pump faster and I tighten my grip on his length.



“OH GOD YES!!!” Mike yells.



Mike then starts breathing heavier and heavier the harder and faster I go on him.



“FUCK YES!!!!” Mike screams in pleasure.



And soon enough, Mike comes hard onto my hand, breathing deeply. I pull my hand away from his member.



“That wasn’t even half of it Mikey…” I whisper into his ear.




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THE NEXT MORNING


I start waking up and I see myself cuddled up to Mike, whom is still sleeping, I move away from him and I get up and get some clean clothes and I head off for the shower which is in my room.



I turn the water faucet on and I put the setting to scorching hot. I then strip off all of my clothes and I step into the shower, I gasp as soon as I feel the water on my skin. (And my wounds/scars from my dad).



I then hear someone enter the bathroom, I stop for a second and I look out from behind the shower curtain and I see a person in a ninja costume and I scream scared to death (mainly because I’m naked.)



“AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” I scream.



“AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” The ninja screams.



“AHHHHHHH!!!!!!” I scream again.



The ‘ninja’ then takes off the mask and I find out that it’s Mike.



“Oh, it’s you…” I say.



“Hey!” Mike exclaims.



“Umm… so whatcha doin’ in a ninja suit?” I ask him, still peering out from behind the shower curtain.



“Hell if I know.” Mike says.



“Sooo… what are you doing in here?” I ask him.



“I got bored… sooo I came in here to talk to you!” Mike says happily.



“Wow, you’ve got some balls there man. Walking in the bathroom when your best friend is NAKED in the shower!!!” I say.



“Yuppers!” Mike exclaims happily, “hey Chaz, close your eyes for a second.” Mike says.



“Umm… okay?” I say confused, but I close my eyes anyways.



“No looking.” Mike says.



“I’m not.” I say to him.



I then hear Mike moving around the shower curtain, and then I feel Mike’s arms around my waist and he starts kissing down my neck.



I tilt my head sideways, still keeping my eyes closed. I then wrap my right arm around Mike’s neck and I grab a huge lock of his hair.



Mike continues on kissing my neck, he moves his right hand down to my throbbing length and wraps his hand around mw and he starts pumping up and down.



“Oh god Mike…” I moan. I then tilt my head back onto Mike’s shoulder and I slightly open my eyes.



Mike then takes in some of my neck skin in between his teeth and he lightly bites down. I moan once again, I run my fingers around in Mike’s hair.



Mike bites down harder and I yelp in pain, Mike immediately releases his teeth away from my neck and he looks at me concerned,



“You okay?” He asks softly.



“Yeah, I’m fine…” I say, Mike smiles, I smile back.



Mike then lets go off my length and turns me around and pins me up against the shower wall and he starts kissing me.



After about ten minutes or so, the hot water starts getting cold, which I hate!



I yank on Mike’s hair, pulling his head back away from mine, he yelps.



“What’d I do?” He asks confused, I let go of his hair.



“Nothing, it’s just the water… it’s getting cold…” I whine.



Mike groans and he looks down at the water faucet and he shuts it off, he looks back at me.



“Better?” Mike asks agitated.



“Much.”



Mike continues on with kissing me and I wrap my legs around his waist and I wrap my arms around his neck again. He picks me up and we continue on kissing and Mike steps out from the shower.



Mike sets me down on the bathroom counter, I unwrap my legs from around Mike’s waist and I pull away from Mike. And I look down, he stares at me.



“Mike… I… I can’t…” I say weakly.



“Why not?” He questions.



“I.. I just can’t…” I say, still looking down.



“Is of because of your dad?” Mike asks, staring at me softly.



I don’t answer Mike’s question.



“Chester?” Mike says trying to get my attention, I look up at him.



“Is it because of your dad?” He asks again.



“No…” I lie.



“Chester, I’m not gonna hurt you, if you want me to stop, then I will, I’m not your dad.” Mike says.




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A few weeks have past and it’s now a Friday, and I’m still with my mother and her boyfriend, Jim.



Since it’s a Friday, Mike is coming over for the weekend. So Mike and I meet at the back of the school after school is done, and we already see my mother in the car ready to pick us up.



So we get to the house a few minutes later and Mike and I run up to my room and we get comfortable.



“So Shinoda, how is it that you still don’t have a girlfriend?” I ask, sprawled out on my bed, watching Mike who’s sitting on my dresser.



“Ehh… I think that it’s because I’ve already got my eyes on someone.” Mike says smiling at me softly.



I get up and I go over to Mike and I put my arms on the edges of the dresser, each arm on both sides of him.



“Oh? And who would that be?” I ask, already knowing the answer.



“Hmm… nobody that you would know…” Mike says sarcastically.



“Tell me about `em.” I say.



“Well… he’s funny, very clumsy, and can be kind of scatter brained at times,” Mike then leans in closer to me and whispers into my ear, “and sexy as hell…” He says, I smile.



Mike then starts kissing down my neck, I tilt my head sideways, giving Mike some more room for kissing. I bite down on my lower lip and I then push the open door closed.



Mike then stops kissing my neck and moves up to my lips, Mike then slowly gets down from the dresser and we switch positions, meaning that I’m on the dresser now and he’s in between my legs, and we’re still kissing slowly.



Mike then starts pulling off my shirt, he breaks the kiss and gets my shirt off and throws it to the floor, I then start taking Mike’s shirt off and I throw it down onto the ground as well.



We then continue on kissing. Mike then pushes me back farther, putting my back up against the wall, he pulls in closer to me.



Mike then starts yanking on my jeans and I slide out of them with his help of course. And then off goes my boxers and then the rest of his clothes.



Mike pulls away from my lips and stares down at me in approval and he looks back up at me and smiles, I smile back.



“You alright?” Mike asks me, probably making sure that I won’t reject him again like I did in the bathroom a few weeks back.



“Yeah..” I say, Mike smiles once again.



I then wrap my legs around Mike’s waist and my arms around his neck and we begin kissing again, I pull myself closer to Mike and he enters into me slowly.



I pull away a little bit from Mike’s lips and gasp, maybe considering that I haven’t done this in awhile.



“You okay?” Mike asks worried.



I look at him and give him a comforting smile telling him I’m okay, “Fine.” I say



Mike licks his lips and continues on kissing me.



He then slowly starts thrusting in and out of me. And starts kissing a bit more rougher, and quickens his pace, thrusting deeper and deeper every time.



We both start breathing heavier and faster, I push myself closer to the edge of the dresser, getting into a more comfortable position.



Mike then moves his hands onto my waist and pulls himself deeper into me. I just barely pull away from his lips and I moan in pleasure.



“Harder…” I say very softly.



Mike smiles and starts thrusting harder into me. I bite my lip once again and I tilt my head back and I close my eyes enjoying every second of this.



“Oh god Mike…” I moan a little louder.



He continuously quickens his pace and starts kissing down the left side of my neck, I tilt my head to the right, but still keeping my head up.



I bite down on my lip ring and I grab a lock of Mike’s hair and I pull him away from my neck, and I instantly dive in for the kiss. I then take Mike’s bottom lip in between my teeth and I gently bite down on it and pull his lip back, teasing him, I then let his lip go and we proceed in the kissing.



Mike then slowly pulls out of me and very quickly thrusts right back in, I pull away from Mike’s mouth and scream out in ecstasy.



“FUCK!!!” I scream.



Mike then smiles a little, happy as hell from that reaction that he had just gotten from me. He then does that same exact thing again.



“HOLY SHIT MIKE!!!” I scream even louder than before.



I then unwrap myself from Mike’s waist, Mike smiles at me and I smile back at him, and we’re far from done…




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“You okay?” Mike asks softly.



I smile at him and nod, “Never better, and by the way, I never said that I was done with you…” I say.



“Good, because I’m far from done.” Mike says back.



We both smile at each other, and now round two starts.



Mike removes his hands off of my waist and puts both of his hands on the edge of the dresser on each side of me.



Mike then again starts thrusting in and out of me slowly, gradually growing harder and faster. Mike begins kissing me again, but this time with a lot more force.



Mike grabs me by my upper legs and pulls me down off of the dresser and pulls out of me for a brief second and pushes me down onto the bed, he then crawls over to me and continues on kissing me like a hungry animal.



I then spread my legs apart and Mike slightly pulls his mouth away from mine, I open my eyes and see him show off a malicious smirk, sending chills down my spine.



I bite my lip, smiling and Mike comes back down kissing me yet again.



He then enters back into me, very roughly, I pull away from his kiss and I scream out in ecstasy.



“OH GOD YES!!!” I scream. Mike continues kissing me.



Mike then slowly pulls out of me about halfway and thrusts himself back into me, and again I pull back.



“Oh god Mike… Harder… Please…” I moan.



And Mike listens. I tilt my head back onto the pillow, I bite my lip and close my eyes, feeling Mike’s every move.



Mike then soon starts kissing my neck, but that kissing soon turns into biting and sucking. Leaving his mark on me.



“You feel fucking amazing Chester…” Mike moans softly into my ear. Mike then quickens his pace. I start breathing heavier and heavier.



“FUCK MIKE!!! HARDER!!!” I scream.



“Mmm… Ya like that?” Mike teases. He slowly pulls out of me again and stays still for a few seconds, and pushes right back in.



“FUCK YES!!!” I yell.



I then prop myself on my elbows and I wrap my legs around Mike’s waist again and I then move my upper body up to where mike’s is and then I begin kissing him violently.



I then force Mike into a sitting position, with me on top now. This only lasted for about five seconds…



I unwrap my legs from around Mike’s waist and I push him down onto his back, separating us from our kiss and I straddle Mike’s hips with my legs and I begin grinding on him. I bend down and I continue kissing him in between our moans and heavy breathing.



“Fuck…” Mike moans between one of our kisses.



We begin kissing again and I start grinding faster on Mike making him moan inside of my mouth.



I stop kissing him and I sit up straight (since bending my back was getting very uncomfortable) and continue speeding up my grinding pace.



I bite my lip and tilt my head back slightly, both of us breathing heavily. But Mike’s breaths very quickly become more rapid than mine.



“OH GOD CHESTER!!!” Mike yells, he then arches his back and hips up, thrusting him deeper into me.



“FUCK!!!” I scream out.



Mike’s breathing becomes unsteady and very, very rapid.



“FASTER!!! PLEASE!!!” Mike begs.



And I obey and soon, he cums hard inside of me.



“FUCK CHESTER!!!!!!!” He screams.



Him screaming out my name like that was just enough to make me cum right then and there.



“OH MY FUCKING GOD MIKE!!!!!!” I scream.



I then slowly pull off of Mike, both of us exhausted and I lay down next to him, the both of us trying to catch our breath.



I pull the covers over us and Mike and I both end up falling asleep in each others arms.



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So a few hours later, I wake up and I see Mike still asleep, I decide to get up and get dressed and get something to eat.



When I get done getting dressed I slowly open up my door and quietly leave and close the door.



I then start walking towards the kitchen, until I see my Mom and Jim sitting on the couch, watching TV.



“Chester, could you come over here for a sec?” My mom asks.



“Umm… yeah, sure.” I say and walk over to her and Jim and sit down on the couch.



“Well, I just got off of the phone with your dad a few minutes ago…” She pauses.



“And?” I ask nervously.



“And your going back with him today.” She says.



And there goes my appetite…



“When?” I ask her.



“Right after you get everything packed.” She says Plainly. “Hey, and what were you and Mike doing earlier?” She asks me.



“Oh umm… nothing, just messing around.” I say.



“Uh – huh, sure you were.” Jim says.



“YOU KNOW WHAT BITCH – “ My mom interrupts me.



“Chester, just go pack your things.” She says.



I glare at Jim, “fine.” I say and then go back to the room.



“Hey, where’d you go?” Mike asks.



“Oh, umm… just got hungry is all…” I say and sit down on my bed.



“What’s up?” Mike asks concerned and sits down next to me.



“I’m going back with my dad…” I say.



“WHAT?! WHEN?!” Mike asks.



“Today… as soon as I get all of my stuff packed…” I say and get up and start packing everything.



“Well, I’m coming with you.” Mike says.



As much as I wanted to say no, I knew that I couldn’t since I already know how stubborn Mike can get.



“Kay…” I say.





So I get all of my stuff packed and my mom drives Mike and I to my dads house. She just drops us off and leaves… figures.



So Mike and I walk into the house and I look around for my dad who I can’t see anywhere.



“Dad? I’m back.” I say.



“OKAY!!! JUST SIT DOWN!!! I’LL BE OUT THERE IN A SECOND!!!” My dad yells from in the bathroom.



So Mike and I sit down on the couch, less then half an inch from one another.



“He doesn’t sound drunk.” Mike says.



“Yeah, right now…” I say looking down.



“HEY!!!” My dad yells happily coming into the living room with Mike and I. And he sits down across from Mike and I and smiles at the both of us.



“So how was your stay at your mom Ches?” My dad asks.



“Fine… I guess…” I say nervously.



“Well you guys , I’m gonna be going out here pretty soon to go hang out with a few of my friends, so you two will have the place to yourselves.” He says joyously.



“Okay… have fun then, come on Mike lets go up to my room.” I say wanting to get away from my Dad.



“Kay.” Mike says and we rush up to my room.



So I close my door behind me and look back and see Mike already laying on the bed, and I walk over to him and lay next to Mike.



Mike grabs the TV remote and turns the TV on and looks over at me.



“What?” I ask cheerfully.



“I dunno…” Mike says blushing, he quickly looks away.



“ARE YOU BLUSHING??!!” I say shocked.



“NO!!!!!” Mike yells defensively, I laugh.



“Yes you are you liar, now gimme the remote because I don’t wanna watch SpongeBob!” I say reaching for the remote.



“Well maybe I DO!!!!” Mike says and stretches his arm over his head so it’s out of my reach.



“GIVE ME THE REMOTE DAMNIT!!!” I yell, I then crawl on top of Mike, straddling his hips with my legs and I continue on reaching for the remote.



I then finally snatch the remote from Mike’s grip and I then hold it up in glory, laughing at Mike, still on top of him.



“BYE – BYE SPONGEBOB!!!” I yell mockingly.



“NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!” Mike screams.



Mike then flips me over, with him now on top in between my legs, with our faces less then half an inch apart.



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Mike and I stare into each others eyes for a second, and then Mike’s lips come crashing down against mine.



I move my right hand up to Mike’s head and I run my hand through his hair, I grab a handful and pull Mike down even more.



After awhile of kissing each other, Mike slightly pulls away from me and smiles lightly, I smile back at him and we engage in an even rougher kiss. I drop the remote in my left hand down on to the floor.



Mike moves his right hand down to my shirt and grabs it, stops kissing me and pulls my shirt off of me, then begins undoing my jeans and once he gets the belt unbuckled he sits up and gets off of the bed and walks over to the bottom of it and grabs the end of my pants and yanks them off of me and throws them to the ground carelessly.



I then spread my legs once again and Mike crawls back onto the bed in the same position that he was in before and begins kissing me again. Well not for long at least since Mike apparently likes breaking kisses, well anyways, he breaks the kiss and starts undressing himself, and once he’s done he pulls the blankets over us.



Mike slowly inserts his length into me and he starts kissing down my neck slowly.



I bite my bottom lip and Mike slowly starts moving in and out of me, while steadily quickening his pace.



“Oh god Mike…” I moan.



Mike stops kissing my neck and goes back up to my mouth and kisses me again. And he gently takes my bottom lip in between his teeth and pulls back and releases my lip and continues kissing me. He thrusts deeper into me, making moan, I slightly pull away from his lips.



“Harder…” I say softly. We continue on kissing.



Mike then grabs a hold of my left hand and raises our connected hands up above my head. Mike pulls out of me about halfway very slowly and stops for a little while and starts kissing down my neck.



Mike then looks up at me and smiles deviously, making me nervous and quickly thrusts back into me harder and deeper than before, making me scream out in pleasure, and pain, also causing me to arch my back up in ecstasy.



“FUCK!!!!!” I scream out.



I then slowly lay my back, back down onto the bed, Mike looks at me again and licks his lips and comes back down kissing me. And he also quickens his pace, making me breathe harder and faster.



I moan into Mikes mouth in pleasure, I move my right hand up to Mike’s chest and force him away from me and push him down onto his back (of course making him pull out of me) and I crawl on top of him and I rush down for the kiss and slip my tongue into his mouth.



The both of us fighting for dominance.



Mike moves his right hand up to my hair and grabs a huge lock of my platinum blonde hair and pulls my head back away from his and sits up slightly and starts kissing my neck but quickly goes back to my mouth.



He pulls away and he somehow gets his throbbing cock back into me and I grind on him, both of us reaching our climax.



“FUCK!!! HARDER MIKE!!!!” I scream and cum hard onto him and he cums hard into me.



Both of us breathing heavily, I slowly pull off of Mike and fall down beside him, the both of us tired and exhausted.



I cuddle up to him and we both eventually fall asleep underneath a bunch of blankets.



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So I slowly start waking up and I see myself cuddled up to Mike with my head laying on his chest and his left arm wrapped around my waist and his head resting on his right arm and I see him staring at me lovingly.



I look at him and I smile lightly and he smiles back, then I ruin the moment with a yawn, but Mike laughs and when I finally get done with yawning I rub my eyes trying to wake myself up more. And when I’m done with that I burry my head deeper into Mike’s chest, he laughs lightly.



Mike moves his left arm and hand away from my waist and places his thumb under my chin and adjusts my head so that we’re staring at one another, Mike then gently pulls me in for a kiss, not a rough or violent kiss, but a sweet, slow gentle kiss.



I then pull away from him and I smile again, still tired and Mike removes his thumb from my chin and he runs his hand through my blonde hair and I again burry my head into Mike’s chest and I close my eyes, and no I’m not falling asleep, just resting the eyes is all. And Mike messes around with my hair.



“How’d ya sleep?” Mike asks softly, and I smile to myself.



“Mmm… Never better…” I say smiling.



And I start thinking to myself about how happy I’ve been with Mike and how much he cares about me… But why? Why does he care so much about me? What’d I do to make Mike so attracted to me?



I then open my eyes and readjust my head again so that I’m looking at Mike again.



“What’d I do to deserve you?” I ask Mike.



Mike just gives me a shocked, yet confused look.



“Whadaya mean?” Mike asks me.



“Why do you care about me?” I ask stopping there, not feeling like adding to the question.



Mike cocks his head back, now giving me just a shocked expression.



“Should I not?” Mike asks calm but very confused.



“No, I’m not telling you not to, I… I just wanna know… It’s just that nobody’s ever has cared about me as much as you do… why is that?” I ask now confused in my own thoughts.



“Because… I… Chester I can’t explain it…” Mike pauses and continues, “I guess that it’s because… I love you…” Mike says confidently, catching me completely off guard by those last three words.



“No, you don’t…” I say doubting Mike and I look down trying to avoid any eye contact with him.



Mike then again slips his thumb underneath my chin and pulls my head up, and looks me dead in the eyes.



“Yes, I do. You’re the only person that I think about, I’ve loved you for years Chester, and I’m tired of holding it in all of the time.” Mike says entirely sure of himself.



“Really?” I ask surprised.



“Yes, Chester, I would happily lay my life down for you, you’re the only person that I’ve ever wanted, why do you think I’ve been here for you all these years?” Mike asks actually making a point.



I smile and I slowly pull him into a passionate, long kiss, fully accepting all of his love.



I then pull away from Mike and gaze into his eyes.



“I love you.” I say, never more sure of anything in my life.



Mike smiles and pulls me in closer to him and whispers into my ear sweetly.



“As I love you…” He whispers.



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So about three hours pass and Mike and I both head down into the kitchen where my dad is eating breakfast, and no beer or alcoholic beverage in hand either.



“Morning’ pops!” I say with Mike right behind me.



“Hey.” My dad says with a mouthful of cereal.



“Umm… so I hope you don’t mind if Mike and I go somewhere…” I say.



“Where?” He asks me.



“I dunno, we just wanna get outta the house for a while.” I say.



Then I feel Mike whose still behind me playing around with my chain necklace.



“What are you doing?!” I ask laughing and look behind my shoulder at Mike.



“Hell if I know!” Mike says and stops playing with my chain and stares at me and smirks, I roll my eyes and look back at my dad.



“Sooooo…. Can we?” I ask sweetly.



Well I suppose…” My dad says and Mike and I instantly flee out to my car.



So I start the car and I start driving around not knowing where the hell we’re going.



“So, where ya wanna go Mikey boy?” I ask jokingly.



“Hmm….” Mike says making a stupid – ass thinking face I look at him and chuckle.



“You’re an idiot!!!” I exclaim happily. Mike laughs.



“Well, how’s about Wal – Mart?” Mike asks.



“Well I guess we could have some fun there…” I say thinking about all the stupid shit we’re gonna end up doing there.



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So we eventually arrive at Wally World (Wal – Mart) and Mike and I both walk in, people staring at us weirdly maybe because Mike and I both have spiked up hair and he’s wearing baggy ass clothes (which he looks best in, because he certainly wouldn’t look to great in a ballerina suit.) and I’m just wearing my signature chains (of course! I wouldn’t be Chester without the chains!!!) but Mike and I like attention so it’s all good!!!



So I randomly grab Mike by the wrist and start dragging him around the store with me.



“WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME??!!” Mike asks laughing.



“TOY SECTION!!!” I yell Mike laughs and we get into the toy section.



I then soon see a tiny little toy tricycle and I immediately hop on to it and start riding it around the aisle with Mike laughing his head off.



“WEEEEE!!!!” I yell having a bunch of fun… until I run into a wall. Then Mike laughs even harder at my idiotic ways of running into walls.



“WHO PUT THAT THERE??!!” I say and get off of the tricycle and trot back to Mike.



“Stupid walls…” I mutter to myself, Mike giggles and he gasps deeply and turns to me getting an idea of some sort.



“WE SHOULD GO TO A SEX STORE!!!” Mike screams VERY loudly considering that a bunch of mothers eyed us.



“SORRY!!!!” Mike loudly apologizes to the mothers.



I laugh embarrassed and slap Mike in the chest hardly.



“Owwiee… now you owe me for hurting me…” Mike whines rubbing his chest where I had just slapped him.



“The shit that I do for you Mike…” I say.



Mike then lays his head down onto my shoulder and looks at me innocently.



“You know you wuv me…” Mike says sweetly in a tiny childlike voice.



“Well if I said no then I’d be lying.” I say to Mike.



So then Mike and I leave and go to the sex shop that he wanted to go to. And we soon get there and go in and we both immediately start making fun of all of the crap that’s in there.



Mike then grabs a dildo from off of the shelf and I start smiling, trying not to laugh.



“I’m gonna be using this later!!!” Mike jokes, I laugh.



“Yeah and don’t forget the lube!!!” I joke back.



Mike then points the dildo at me and moves it back and forth at me.



“Ya know ya want it!!!” Mike says I laugh again.



“Oh hell yeah!” I say sarcastically.



Mike smiles and bites his lower lip and stares at me with his eyes full of lust, he then sets the dildo on a random shelf and comes up behind me and whispers into my ear.



“I want you so badly right now…” Mike says seductively into my ear.



“Mmm… how badly?” I ask teasing him a little bit.



“Well, I guess I’m gonna have to show you that aren’t I?” Mike says, now teasing me.



“Well, I guess so…” I say and then strut away from Mike.



Once I’m close to the door I look back at Mike and show him a ‘come and get me’ kind of look. And sure enough he follows.



We then both get into my car and we decide to drive to Mikes place since his parents are never home on the weekends.




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So Mike and I arrive at his place and I quickly turn the car off and we rush into the house, Mike shuts the door behind the both of us and locks it.



He then turns to me less than a foot away from me and he walks towards me and grabs me by my shirt and begins kissing me hungrily.



Mike pins me up against the wall and I place my hands on Mike’s hips and pull his body closer to mine. And I slide my hands underneath his shirt and I pull my lips away from his and quickly pull it off of him and toss it aside carelessly.



Then Mike begins stripping me of my shirt and he throws it to the floor. Both of our hormones running wild.



Mike then slips both of his pointer fingers into the loops of my jeans and forcefully jerks me towards him and starts kissing me and he slyly slides his tongue into my mouth. And Mike removes his fingers out from the loops of my jeans and he begins undoing them quickly.



He pulls his lips away from mine and fastly strips me and himself of our clothing and begins violently kissing me again. He then moves his hands up to my chest and roughly pushes me away from him and back up against the wall separating us from our kiss.



Mike walks back over to me and he starts kissing down my neck gracefully. I close my eyes tilting my head sideways.



“How badly?...” I ask Mike, just as I did when the two of us were in the sex shop earlier today.



Mike moves his lips up to my ear and whispers to me.



“Very…” He answers seductively into my ear and roughly enters into me.



“FUCK!!!!!” I scream out in pain and yet having a lot of pleasure in that pain.



Mike smiles and doesn’t move an inch but he again whispers into my ear.



“How badly do you want me?” Mike asks and slowly begins kissing down my neck, making me moan softly.



“Very…” I respond the same way that Mike did with me.



“Mmm… Interesting…” Mike moans lowly against my skin, feeling his hot, heavy breath on my sensitive skin only making me want him more.



Mike moves back up to my lips and starts kissing me slowly and he grabs both of my wrists and raises them up pinning me against the wall with his hands still kissing me elegantly and sweetly.



Mike roughly thrusts into me causing me to moan inside of his mouth. Then I decide to slide my tongue into Mike’s mouth and he happily accepts. Both of our tongues prancing around with one another.



Mike continuously thrusts into me, then I retreat away from his mouth, finally getting a breathe of air in between my heavy breathing and moans and Mike of course begins kissing me again.



Mike then finally releases both of my wrists from his grasp, still having me pinned up against the wall, I slip my hands in between the two of us and up to Mikes chest and I forcefully push him away and out of me also breaking our kiss and I move Mike over to the couch and this time, I’m in control.



So I push Mike down onto the couch and he of course lays down and I crawl in between his legs for the first time since we began doing this.



I look down at Mike and bend down and whisper into his ear.



“This may hurt…” I warn Mike since this part is totally new to him. He closes his eyes.



I then slowly enter into Mike, he gasps deeply and I immediately stop not wanting to hurt him any further.



“You okay?” I ask concerned.



Mike simply nods his head yes, eyes still closed and biting down on his bottom lip.



I then let out a soft sigh, not believing that he’s okay.



“Want me to stop?” I ask innocently.



Mike shakes his head no and I hesitantly continue on with going deeper into him. Up until he gasps deeply again in pain and I again stop right as I hear him.



“Just tell me to stop and I will Mikey…” I say, not wanting to proceed with putting him through this.



“God, how can you put up with the agony of this?” Mike asks finally admitting that it hurts.



I then very slowly pull out of Mike and lay down next to him, with my head on his chest and my right arm around his waist and I close my eyes.



“I got use to it I guess… either that or I’m just in love with pain…” I say jokingly but then I soon start thinking about if I really am in love with the pain. I think about how much pain I’ve endured throughout the years of living with my father.



Mot only did he hurt me with whipping me with his belt and beating me, but I’ve hurt myself by all of the cutting I’ve done on my arms.



I then decide to push that thought out from my mind at least for now, I don’t wanna think about this when I’m with Mike I’ll think about it when I’m alone not now.



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So, it is still Saturday and Mike and I leave his house and we decide to go back to my place.



When we get back, my father is asleep on the couch probably taking his afternoon nap, eh, I really don’t give a shit.



So then Mike and I quietly walk up to my room and I shut the door and I also lock it behind the two of us. I turn around away from the door and see Mike already laying down on the bed, propped up on his elbows staring at me.



“What are you staring at?” I ask walking towards Mike and the bed.



“A sexy son of a bitch is what.” Mike says happily. I then crawl on the bed and cuddle up next to Mike.



“Was that a compliment or an insult?” I ask confused, while laying my head down on Mike’s chest, looking up at him angelically.



“Both.” Mike says jokingly.



“Oh… Okay!” I say and stop looking up at Mike and look straight ahead of me which means that I’m staring at a wall.



Mike laughs and he lays down off of his elbows and we just cuddle for awhile. I close my eyes, I then hear Mike groan loudly.



“What?” I ask.



“I’m horny…” Mike whines, I keep my eyes closed, not even surprised the slightest bit.



“You’re always horny…” I say.



“Yeah, so, what’s your point?” Mike asks happily, I open up my eyes.



“Can we just cuddle?” I ask in a sweet, innocent and childlike voice and I look up at Mike with my puppy dog face, because if that little, tiny voice of mine didn’t win Mike over, at least my puppy dog face would!



Mike looks down at me smiling, not even able to resist.



“Fine… but you owe me…” Mike whines. I smile and look back down at the wall, keeping my eyes open.



“I don’t owe you shit…” I say in my usual smartass voice, Mike laughs, making me giggle a little bit with him.



“God, you’re such a fuckin’ smartass, ya know that?!” Mike says laughing.



“Yuppers!!!” I exclaim.



So Mike and I just lay there in my bed , and he gently and sweetly runs his hand through my blonde hair while my head is laying down on his chest, and we just lay there in peaceful silence. Then Mike slowly runs his fingertips of his fingers up and down my spine, sending chills throughout my body, and I immediately tense up my whole body.



“Relax…” Mike says, obviously knowing that I’m not relaxed or calm.



“Sorry… It’s a habit…” I say apologizing, Mike sighs deeply.



“I can tell.” Mike says plainly, he then moves his hand away from my back and back up to my head and starts playing with my blonde hair again.



I try relaxing myself, muscles and body, I close my eyes and accidentally let out a shaky sigh.



“Chester, you have no reason to feel like I’m gonna hurt you, I would never do anything to hurt you in any way, you know that!” Mike says, getting frustrated, I open my eyes back up again.



“I know… I just… I mean… It’s just that… Umm… I…” I say stuttering, trying to finish my sentence but honestly I don’t even know what I was trying to say anyways. “I dunno…” I say not even trying to say anything else.



“I feel like… I have to prove myself to you…” Mike says, showing his more softer side which I’ve never seen in all the years that I’ve known him, I’m usually the one that’s the more sensitive out of the two of us, and he’s always the stronger one.



I look back up at him, he looks down at me.



“Mikey, you don’t have to prove anything to anyone especially to me.” I say and pause for a minute, “I mean, you’ve been here all these years with me, so what do you possibly have to prove?!” I finish.



Mike sighs deeply and kisses my forehead sweetly.



“I guess you’re right…” Mike says agreeing with me, I smile at him, he smiles back.



Mike then leans down and gracefully kisses me, I close my eyes, kissing him back happily feeling his soft lips against mine.



Now THIS I could get use too….. Very easily……



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So it’s now Monday and it’s time to go back to school…… MY FAVORITE PLACE TO BE!!!! (Notice the hint of sarcasm there).


And Mike of course had to go back home yesterday since it was Sunday, but it is a good thing that I have all of my classes with him! So I’m technically spending the whole day with him again.


I get up, get dressed, get a shower, and I walk downstairs and into the kitchen, and I don’t see my dad anywhere. He must be sleeping still. Anyways I decide to skip breakfast and I just get my shoes on, grab my keys and I get into my car.


I grab my phone out from my pocket and text Mike telling him that I’m heading out for school and that I’d see him soon. He replies with, “Okay, see you soon then.” and I then start driving to school.



About thirty five minutes later, I get to school and I park my car, and I start looking around for some of my friends since I know that Mike isn’t here yet, and the only friends of mine that I see are Dave and Joe. I get out of my car and grab my bag slinging it over my left shoulder and start walking towards Joe and Dave.


“Sup bitches??!!” I yell over at Joe and Dave while I walk over to them.


Joe and Dave then both start walking away from me, in an awkward silence.


“Hey, where ya going?” I ask and quickly follow the two. They both stop and turn around staring at me.


“Umm… We can’t be seen with you Chester…” Joe says in a hushed tone.


“What? Why not?” I ask confused.


“Because…… We don’t wanna be hanging around an emo.” Dave says.


“Wh…… Who told you that?” I ask shocked, hoping that Mike didn’t tell them anything.


“Brad did, he’s known for a while.” Joe says and then Brad walks right up to us.


“Hey, look. It’s Emo Bennington!!!” Brad says laughing.


“Hey guys, what’s so funny?” I hear Mike whom is right behind me and I’m guessing that he only heard Brad laughing. We all look at Mike.


“YOUR FRIEND IS EMO!!!!” Brad yells as loudly as possible making sure that the whole world hears it.


“SHUT THE FUCK UP BRAD!!!!!!” I yell at him, and then I feel Mike’s hand on my shoulder.


“Chill Chester…” Mike whispers into my ear and steps in front of me facing Brad face to face.


“And just how do you know this?” Mike asks keeping his cool.


“LOOK AT HIS ARMS MIKE!!!!! THEY’RE COVERED IN CUTS AND SCARS!!!!!” Brad screams, pointing at my arms.


I look around and I see a bunch of familiar faces and some I’ve never seen before crowding around the five of us. (And in this school, EVERYBODY hates cutters and why you ask? Well I’m still asking that same question myself.)


“And besides, we both have gym class with him, HAVE YOU SEEN THE SCARS ON HIS BODY??!!” Brad yells loudly.


Mike then quickly grabs Brad by his shirt, his grasp obviously hard and tight so that Brad can’t go anywhere.


“Stop fucking judging Delson, you have NO idea what he’s fucking been through…” Mike growls through his teeth. Brad smirks at him widely.


“That’s no excuse for being A FUCKING EMO!!!!!!” Brad yells, but that is quickly followed up by a fist crashing up against the side of his face.


Mike lets go of Brad’s shirt letting him fall to the ground, and Mike simply walks closer to Brad (who is on the cement) bends down and grabs Brad by his shirt again, yanking the top half of his body up.


“Next time you think about running your mouth off…… don’t.” Mike growls and forces Brad back down to the ground.


Mike paces back over to me, grabs me by my arm and drags me out to my car and he tosses my into the passengers side, and Mike sits in the drivers side.


“Keys. Now.” Mike demands, and I hand him my keys for the car and he starts the car and quickly drives off.


I stare down at the floor, and after awhile of silence Mike looks over at me clearly calmed down.


“You alright?” He asks sweetly. I nod my head, not even looking away from the floor because I’m still trying to process everything that had just happened.


“Where we going?” I ask, finally looking over at Mike.


“My place I guess…” Mike says.


And so, that’s where we go, Mikes house.


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R&R PWEASE before Mikey punches YOU!!!!!

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