Goodbye my lover
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Chapter 1
I gigged slightly as my lover planted kisses all over my face. “Stop it, baby. We’ll have plenty of time to do that, but first, you need to keep your eyes on the road.” I pointed to where the red light used to be and now it’s green.
He pouted, but reluctantly got off of me and started to drive. I sighed. Life is good. Chester and I have been together for three months now. We’re almost done with our new album, which is supposed to be released by sometime this week, and we’re about to go on tour.
I was just about to turn on the radio when I heard Chester scream. I quickly turned to him and was about to ask what was wrong when I froze. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a SUV. A big, black SUV that is heading straight for us. I couldn't’t move. I couldn’t breathe. It happened all in slow motion. Chester gripped the steering wheel so tightly I thought it would break. He tried to turn a different way but it was no use. The SUV slammed into us like a ton of bricks.
My head was fuzzy as I tried to stand up but soon found out that I couldn’t. I looked around, trying to figure out what happened to me. The last thing I remembered was driving in the car with Chester and then hearing him scream.
I felt like a wave had hit me when the memory came crashing back to me. I whipped around, trying to find Chester and make sure that he’s alright. My breath caught in my throat when I saw a limp body lying on the side of the road; covered in blood.
My first instinct was to run to him and make sure that he was alright, but my body wouldn’t let me. It was like I had no control over my body. All I could do was stare at Chester’s bloody body in shock. How did this happen? Why did this happen? Endless amounts of questions were flooding my brain while I looked at Chester with tears in my eyes.
Finally, I could stare at him no longer and forced my frozen body to move towards him. To my horror, he had taken more damage then imaginable. His shirt was bloody from the neck down; his jeans had turned a shade of red from all the blood on them. His forehead had gash right above his eyebrow and a pole was lodged in his ribcage. I had never seen a sight so horrifying and I hope to never see it again.
I ignored the burning and twisting metal in the background and focused my attention on Chester. How could this happen? Why did this happen? I felt like I was in a protective bubble. I felt like I was protected from the outside world. But that bubble shattered when the car hit. It was almost too surreal to believe it. One minute I’m having the time of my life with the one that I love and the next I’m laying on hot pavement while watching the life ebb from my lover’s body.
Choking back a sob, I quietly spoke to him. “Chester?” my voice was so broken, so fragile, that I thought it was going to break at any moment. “I have to call for help.” I quickly got my phone out and was about to dial 911 when a hoarse voice stopped me.
“M-mike, no.”
I looked down to see Chester's eyes cracked open and staring at me with pain flowing in his eyes. “Chester! Oh my god, I thought I lost you!” Tears of joy ran down my face, knowing that he was awake and talking to me. He's going to be ok. I thought happily to myself, he has to be.
I then realized that I never called 911 because Chester woke up. I started dialing the number when Chester's voice stopped me.
“Don't do it.” he started coughing up blood.
“Chester, if I don't call for help then you'll die!”
“It's too late for me. Don't call.”
I stared at him in shock. Why did he not want to live? Didn't he want to spend the rest of his life with me? What about the band? What about his kids? “Chaz, why are you doing this? What about the band? Your hopes and dreams? Are you just going to throw that away?”
Chester looked up at me with tears in his eyes. “It's time for me to go. I can feel my life slipping away from me.”
I tried to hold back the avalanche of liquid that threatened to swallow me up but it came, crashing down and burying everything in it's path. "Chester you can't go. What about me?what about our future together?"
Chester coughed up a large amount of liquid before responding. "There is no future Mike. I want there to be one, so badly, but there isn't. Life is unfair."
"Yeah," I agreed while salt water dripped from my eyes. "Life is unfair."
Chester cringed in pain as he took a shaky breath in that could be his last. "Goodbye Mike." he whispered as his eyelids became too much to hold up any longer.
"No, please stay! You can't go Mike! I won't let you!" I wrapped my arms around Chester's body and insane as this sounds, try to hold his spirit inside of him. Of course I was doing nothing but probably making this much harder for him to breathe. But I had to try.
"Mike." The wind sang my name to me as I looked down and saw Chester's closed eyes. "No!" I cried out angrily, feeling Chester's icy wrists while hot liquid burned my eyes. "This can't be, it just can't." I sobbed out angrily, letting my emotions get the better of me as I shouted every cuss word imaginable. The last piece of hot water fell gracefully down my already soaked cheek and just as it was about to drop to the concrete below, a gust of wind caught the water like it was a feather and flicked it off my face. I knew that that was Chester, telling me to be strong.
I looked up at the sky with a smile on my face, knowing that he may be dead, but our love for each other will never die.
End
Monday, December 28, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
New story: I'd Do Anything
I'd do anything
Summary: Mike wants Chester, but Chester loves Talinda and doesn't want to be with him. So Mike writes a song to express his feelings for him. Songfic I'd do Anything by Simple Plan.
Chapter 1
Mike yawned as he ploped himself down in the black-leathered couch. Today has been an exhausting day in the studio; working on new material for the new record which hits stores in 09. Now in the relaxing area of the studio, Mike is just about within inches of dream land with the voice of an angel awakes him.
"Feeling tired?"
Mike glances up at the figure above him. Clad in a black leather shirt and tight jeans, Chester smiles down at him while his sunglasses reflect the burning light coming from outside. Mike stared at every little detail of his body and it hurt to know that he could never have his dream come true. Never fulfill his fantasy of holding him in his arms while trailing kisses down his creamy white neck.
“Oh, just a little.” Mike smiled faintly at angel that was in front of him, flapping his invisible wings teasingly at him. God how he wanted to rip off that tight shirt that showed his god-like abs and screw him right here and now. But he knew that Chester loved Talinda and would never leave her for anyone. “Well, I'm going home now. The hotness is making some rad food for me and the boys.” With that, Chester picked up his bag off the floor and walked out the door, leaving Mike to the deserted studio.
Mike banged his head on the back of the couch and groaned. Why did Talinda have to have him? Why didn't Chester want to be with him and be with her? Mike didn't understand that love could hurt so badly. But it did.
Absentmindedly, Mike grabbed a pen and paper and began to write. Writing was one of the releases for him when things got tough and he desperately needed to cram his thoughts on this white sheet.
After a few minutes, Mike looked at what he had so far and realized that he had a pretty good song on his hands. Well, it was a love song but still Mike thought that it was a masterpiece.
Walking over to the vocal booth, Mike got everything set up and then began to sing in the best voice that he could.
Once he was finished, he hit the “stop” button on the control and walked out and listened to his recording. It really wasn't half bad, for a person who doesn't sing all the time.
Mike looked towards the door as the heard footsteps approaching the studio. Quickly writing something down, Mike grabbed his bag and walked out the door as soon as Chester came back in. "I forgot something in the studio."
Mike nodded. "Make sure you lock up when you're done."
Chester nodded. "Don't I always?" He laughed as he walked back in and went into the soundcheck room where Mike had been moments ago. Grabbing his guitar that laid on the floor, Chester was about to leave when a piece of paper caught his eye. Getting closer, Chester was able to make out some words. "This is how I feel about you, Chaz. You can do whatever you want to after reading this but I can't keep this bottled up inside forever. - Mike"
Another day is going by
I'm thinking about you all the time
But you're out there
And I'm here waiting
And I wrote this letter in my head
Cuz so many things were left unsaid
But now you're gone
And I can't think straight
This could be the one last chance
To make you understand
I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms
To try to make you laugh
Cuz somehow I can't put you in the past
I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you
Will you remember me?
Cuz I know
I won't forget you
Together we broke all the rules
Dreaming of dropping out of school
And leave this place
To never come back
So now maybe after all these years
If you miss me have no fear
I'll be here
I'll be waiting
This could be the one last chance to make you understand
And I just can't let you leave me once again
I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms
To try to make you laugh
Cuz somehow I can't put you in the past
I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you
Will you remember me?
Cuz I know
I won't forget you
I close my eyes
And all I see is you
I close my eyes
I try to sleep
I can't forget you
Nanana
And I'd do anything for you
Nanana
I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms
To try to make you laugh
Cuz somehow I can't put you in the past
I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you
Will you remember me?
Cuz I know
I won't forget you
I'd do anything
To fall asleep with you
I'd do anything
There's nothing I won't do
I'd do anything
To fall asleep with you
I'd do anything
Cuz I know
I won't forget you
The paper created a massive explodsion as it hit the table and Chester was the only one who heard. A voice from behind broke Chester out of his trance. "So, I see you found the paper."
Chester turned around so he was facing Mike. "Mike, I, I don't know what to say."
"Say that you love me."
Chester groaned as he put his head into his hands and then looked uo. "Mike, I can't. I have a wife and 4 kids. I can't leave them."
Mike scoffed. "Who cares about them? Your wife isn't faithful and you know she's been cheating on you. Heck, she's probably screwing some guy right now."
"Shut up!" yelled Chester fiercely as he glared daggers. "Talinda would never cheat on me!"
"That's what you think."
Chester squeezed his eyes shut, refusing to accept the truth. He knew all too well that she cheated on him. Every night he came home she would always smell like colonge from different men. He just choose to ignore it and act like it wasn't there. Maybe, she would stop. But she never did and continued to do it. "You know as well as I do that she lies, cheats, and maybe even steals. You're better off without her."
"But Mike, I'm not gay."
"How do you know that? Have you ever stuck your tounge down a man's throat before?"
"No, but I-" Chester's protests were cut off by Mike's pink appenaddage slitering down Chester's throat. Chester tried to pull away but found him caught in the mecca of pleasure. Unable to refuse any longer, Chester twisted his hands into the massive black-spiked mountain and hungerliy devoured the entrance. Mike slammed his mouth into Chester, causing a massive explodsion of pleasure to course through their bodies like spreading wildfire. Mike pulled away and grinned like a kid opening his presents on Chirstmas when he saw the devasted look on Chester's face. "Now do you know who you belong to?"
A animal growl rippled through Chester's body as he lunged for the pink entrance. "Shut up and kiss me." His lips met the mark and soon they were both dancing on cloud nine, neither one willing to let up to put oxygen in their starved lungs. Not breaking away from the lust-filled kiss, they managed to find the red couch and collaspe heavily like a meteor speeding towards earth. Chester and Mike both stared into the honey depths of their reflection as their eyes seethed with overflowing love.
Looks like Mike's fansty came true after all.
End
Hope you guys liked it n hope everyone had a merry Chirstmas! Happy holidays!!
Summary: Mike wants Chester, but Chester loves Talinda and doesn't want to be with him. So Mike writes a song to express his feelings for him. Songfic I'd do Anything by Simple Plan.
Chapter 1
Mike yawned as he ploped himself down in the black-leathered couch. Today has been an exhausting day in the studio; working on new material for the new record which hits stores in 09. Now in the relaxing area of the studio, Mike is just about within inches of dream land with the voice of an angel awakes him.
"Feeling tired?"
Mike glances up at the figure above him. Clad in a black leather shirt and tight jeans, Chester smiles down at him while his sunglasses reflect the burning light coming from outside. Mike stared at every little detail of his body and it hurt to know that he could never have his dream come true. Never fulfill his fantasy of holding him in his arms while trailing kisses down his creamy white neck.
“Oh, just a little.” Mike smiled faintly at angel that was in front of him, flapping his invisible wings teasingly at him. God how he wanted to rip off that tight shirt that showed his god-like abs and screw him right here and now. But he knew that Chester loved Talinda and would never leave her for anyone. “Well, I'm going home now. The hotness is making some rad food for me and the boys.” With that, Chester picked up his bag off the floor and walked out the door, leaving Mike to the deserted studio.
Mike banged his head on the back of the couch and groaned. Why did Talinda have to have him? Why didn't Chester want to be with him and be with her? Mike didn't understand that love could hurt so badly. But it did.
Absentmindedly, Mike grabbed a pen and paper and began to write. Writing was one of the releases for him when things got tough and he desperately needed to cram his thoughts on this white sheet.
After a few minutes, Mike looked at what he had so far and realized that he had a pretty good song on his hands. Well, it was a love song but still Mike thought that it was a masterpiece.
Walking over to the vocal booth, Mike got everything set up and then began to sing in the best voice that he could.
Once he was finished, he hit the “stop” button on the control and walked out and listened to his recording. It really wasn't half bad, for a person who doesn't sing all the time.
Mike looked towards the door as the heard footsteps approaching the studio. Quickly writing something down, Mike grabbed his bag and walked out the door as soon as Chester came back in. "I forgot something in the studio."
Mike nodded. "Make sure you lock up when you're done."
Chester nodded. "Don't I always?" He laughed as he walked back in and went into the soundcheck room where Mike had been moments ago. Grabbing his guitar that laid on the floor, Chester was about to leave when a piece of paper caught his eye. Getting closer, Chester was able to make out some words. "This is how I feel about you, Chaz. You can do whatever you want to after reading this but I can't keep this bottled up inside forever. - Mike"
Another day is going by
I'm thinking about you all the time
But you're out there
And I'm here waiting
And I wrote this letter in my head
Cuz so many things were left unsaid
But now you're gone
And I can't think straight
This could be the one last chance
To make you understand
I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms
To try to make you laugh
Cuz somehow I can't put you in the past
I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you
Will you remember me?
Cuz I know
I won't forget you
Together we broke all the rules
Dreaming of dropping out of school
And leave this place
To never come back
So now maybe after all these years
If you miss me have no fear
I'll be here
I'll be waiting
This could be the one last chance to make you understand
And I just can't let you leave me once again
I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms
To try to make you laugh
Cuz somehow I can't put you in the past
I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you
Will you remember me?
Cuz I know
I won't forget you
I close my eyes
And all I see is you
I close my eyes
I try to sleep
I can't forget you
Nanana
And I'd do anything for you
Nanana
I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms
To try to make you laugh
Cuz somehow I can't put you in the past
I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you
Will you remember me?
Cuz I know
I won't forget you
I'd do anything
To fall asleep with you
I'd do anything
There's nothing I won't do
I'd do anything
To fall asleep with you
I'd do anything
Cuz I know
I won't forget you
The paper created a massive explodsion as it hit the table and Chester was the only one who heard. A voice from behind broke Chester out of his trance. "So, I see you found the paper."
Chester turned around so he was facing Mike. "Mike, I, I don't know what to say."
"Say that you love me."
Chester groaned as he put his head into his hands and then looked uo. "Mike, I can't. I have a wife and 4 kids. I can't leave them."
Mike scoffed. "Who cares about them? Your wife isn't faithful and you know she's been cheating on you. Heck, she's probably screwing some guy right now."
"Shut up!" yelled Chester fiercely as he glared daggers. "Talinda would never cheat on me!"
"That's what you think."
Chester squeezed his eyes shut, refusing to accept the truth. He knew all too well that she cheated on him. Every night he came home she would always smell like colonge from different men. He just choose to ignore it and act like it wasn't there. Maybe, she would stop. But she never did and continued to do it. "You know as well as I do that she lies, cheats, and maybe even steals. You're better off without her."
"But Mike, I'm not gay."
"How do you know that? Have you ever stuck your tounge down a man's throat before?"
"No, but I-" Chester's protests were cut off by Mike's pink appenaddage slitering down Chester's throat. Chester tried to pull away but found him caught in the mecca of pleasure. Unable to refuse any longer, Chester twisted his hands into the massive black-spiked mountain and hungerliy devoured the entrance. Mike slammed his mouth into Chester, causing a massive explodsion of pleasure to course through their bodies like spreading wildfire. Mike pulled away and grinned like a kid opening his presents on Chirstmas when he saw the devasted look on Chester's face. "Now do you know who you belong to?"
A animal growl rippled through Chester's body as he lunged for the pink entrance. "Shut up and kiss me." His lips met the mark and soon they were both dancing on cloud nine, neither one willing to let up to put oxygen in their starved lungs. Not breaking away from the lust-filled kiss, they managed to find the red couch and collaspe heavily like a meteor speeding towards earth. Chester and Mike both stared into the honey depths of their reflection as their eyes seethed with overflowing love.
Looks like Mike's fansty came true after all.
End
Hope you guys liked it n hope everyone had a merry Chirstmas! Happy holidays!!
Friday, December 25, 2009
New story: My Savior
Chapter 1
Michelle cried softly as another punch was thrown her way. “Please, stop. I’m sorry for not listening to you. Just please stop.”
The attacker smirked down at her pathetic form. Cut up and bruised with a black eye and gashes everywhere. This is how he liked it. He loved it when she would cry from pain. He savored it.
Michelle sobbed as more kicks rained down on her. “Please, Mike. Stop it please!”
Mike smirked as he took off his belt. “Not for what you did to me you worthless c**t!”
Michelle screamed as her back was set ablaze by the black flame that repeatedly struck her with fire and licked her hidden skin. “Mike, I beg you please STOP!”
“GET AWAY FROM HER!”
An enormous force knocked Mike off balance and pulled him to the ground. Mike looked up to see Chester’s face beet red and fire blazing in his eyes. Mike squirmed in Chester’s vice-like grip and saw his life flashing before his eyes. “Listen, Chaz, I can explain-“
“There is NO explaining you creep. Get out of here and never come back. If I see you near her again I will personally make sure you never walk again.”
Mike nodded as he scurried away and disappeared out the front door. Chester knelt down and held his sobbing daughter close to him and kissed her softly. "Shhh. It's ok. He's not gonna hurt you anymore." Michelle clung to him as endless waves of salt water splashed onto Chester's shirt. "D-daddy." Michelle cried out softly as another round of sobs shook her broken body.
Chester kissed her head softly and pulled her as close to his body as he could without smothering her. "Don't you worry. I'm gonna make sure he never comes around you again."
Michelle nodded meekly as she still cried. "I'm scared Daddy. What if something happens to you?"
Chester stroked his 16 year old daughter's face before replying. "Nothing is gonna happen to me. I'm gonna make sure he never touches you again."
Chester reached down and picked up his daughter and carried her up the stairs like he would a baby. Michelle wrapped her arms around Chester's neck as he cradled her in his arms. "I love you Daddy." the sweet voice of his daughter saying that never failed to send chills up and down his spine. He loved it.
"I love you too baby." Once they reached Michelle's room, Chester walked over to the pink bed and layed his daughter gently down. Michelle watched as Chester went to the bathroom and came back out with a wet washcloth. He applied as little pressure as he could to her black eye and held it there for a few minutes. "This will help the swelling go down." Michelle nodded as she tried to keep the tears at bay. Chester saw this and immediteatly took the washcloth off. "Am I hurting you?"
Michelle shook her head no but the tears streaming down her face betrayed her. "Oh baby." She heard Chester exclaim as he threw down the washcloth and wrap his icy fingers around her body. "Shh, it's ok." After calming her down he pulled the covers over her body and kissed her face where it wasn't tender. "Goodnight princess. I'll try and put ice on it in the morning. I don't want to hurt you even more." Michelle nodded as her eyelids become boulders and started to fall.
"Goodnight Daddy." Michelle whispered as darkness swept over her and pulled her into a blanket of blackness.
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Michelle cried softly as another punch was thrown her way. “Please, stop. I’m sorry for not listening to you. Just please stop.”
The attacker smirked down at her pathetic form. Cut up and bruised with a black eye and gashes everywhere. This is how he liked it. He loved it when she would cry from pain. He savored it.
Michelle sobbed as more kicks rained down on her. “Please, Mike. Stop it please!”
Mike smirked as he took off his belt. “Not for what you did to me you worthless c**t!”
Michelle screamed as her back was set ablaze by the black flame that repeatedly struck her with fire and licked her hidden skin. “Mike, I beg you please STOP!”
“GET AWAY FROM HER!”
An enormous force knocked Mike off balance and pulled him to the ground. Mike looked up to see Chester’s face beet red and fire blazing in his eyes. Mike squirmed in Chester’s vice-like grip and saw his life flashing before his eyes. “Listen, Chaz, I can explain-“
“There is NO explaining you creep. Get out of here and never come back. If I see you near her again I will personally make sure you never walk again.”
Mike nodded as he scurried away and disappeared out the front door. Chester knelt down and held his sobbing daughter close to him and kissed her softly. "Shhh. It's ok. He's not gonna hurt you anymore." Michelle clung to him as endless waves of salt water splashed onto Chester's shirt. "D-daddy." Michelle cried out softly as another round of sobs shook her broken body.
Chester kissed her head softly and pulled her as close to his body as he could without smothering her. "Don't you worry. I'm gonna make sure he never comes around you again."
Michelle nodded meekly as she still cried. "I'm scared Daddy. What if something happens to you?"
Chester stroked his 16 year old daughter's face before replying. "Nothing is gonna happen to me. I'm gonna make sure he never touches you again."
Chester reached down and picked up his daughter and carried her up the stairs like he would a baby. Michelle wrapped her arms around Chester's neck as he cradled her in his arms. "I love you Daddy." the sweet voice of his daughter saying that never failed to send chills up and down his spine. He loved it.
"I love you too baby." Once they reached Michelle's room, Chester walked over to the pink bed and layed his daughter gently down. Michelle watched as Chester went to the bathroom and came back out with a wet washcloth. He applied as little pressure as he could to her black eye and held it there for a few minutes. "This will help the swelling go down." Michelle nodded as she tried to keep the tears at bay. Chester saw this and immediteatly took the washcloth off. "Am I hurting you?"
Michelle shook her head no but the tears streaming down her face betrayed her. "Oh baby." She heard Chester exclaim as he threw down the washcloth and wrap his icy fingers around her body. "Shh, it's ok." After calming her down he pulled the covers over her body and kissed her face where it wasn't tender. "Goodnight princess. I'll try and put ice on it in the morning. I don't want to hurt you even more." Michelle nodded as her eyelids become boulders and started to fall.
"Goodnight Daddy." Michelle whispered as darkness swept over her and pulled her into a blanket of blackness.
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Thursday, December 24, 2009
Daddy's Girl chap 4
The guys have been touring for a few weeks and now they were gonna be playing in front of their biggest crowd ever.
The guys were in the dressing room, talking excitedly about the show in China that they were going to play in a few minutes. Mike was putting the finishing touches on his outfit; Phoenix was sitting on the soft, red couch with Joe, Brad and Rob. Chester was messing with his phone. “I’m so excited about the show tonight, guys!” Joe exclaimed, “This is gonna be our biggest one yet!”
“Hell yeah!” Phoenix exclaimed, eyes beaming.
“CRAP!!!!!"
Everyone snapped their heads to where the smash of a phone being thrown against the wall echoed around the room. Mike’s face held a worried expression as he stared at Chester who looked like he wanted to kill. “Hey Chaz.” Mike began slowly, walking over to the shaken singer. “What happened?”
“Talinda won’t pick up the darn phone.” He growled.
Mike sighed. “Maybe she’s tending to the baby. She can’t be at the phone 24/7 waiting for a phone call from you.”
Chester looked up at Mike, worry swimming in his chocolate eyes. “But we always talk at this time without fail. I think something happened.”
Joe groaned. “You’re acting like a woman, Ches. The worst thing that could’ve happened is that Matilda could’ve gotten sick.”
“If Matilda was sick I would already know!”
Mike sighed. “C’mon, Chaz. Let’s go play the show and then later we can try calling her again.”
Chester sighed. “Ok, fine. Let’s go.”
Mike grinned. “That’s what I’m talking about!”
Their manager, Bob Dallas, came in and smiled at each one of them. “You guys ready to go play the biggest show of your life?”
Joe grinned like a kid getting a cookie. “Hell yeah! How many people are we playing for again?”
“A billion.” Bob replied.
Mike helped Chester to his feet and slapped him on the back. “Let’s do this!”
Chester nodded meekly.
So far the show was going good. The fans were screaming along with Chester as he screamed the words to “One Step Closer” into the mic. Halfway through the song, Chester felt the familiar vibration in his pocket. Perfect. He thought mentally as he reached down and slapped some waving hands. Talinda always has the perfect timing.
As soon as the song was over, Chester ran backstage and franticly dialed his wife’s number, praying that she would answer. A quivering voice startled Chester out of his thoughts. “Chester, please help.”
The pleading voice sent his heart pummeling into the fiery acids below and chills ran up and down his spine. “Talinda, what happened?” Before he could get a response, a baby crying and his wife’s screams of horror rang in his ear like the end of a bell holding out a long note. “Please no! Please leave her alone!!” Then, laughter. Cold, merciless, laughter hit Chester and sent him reeling for breath. The dry, unforgiving, laughter soon replaced Talinda’s sheiks of horror and soon she was crying out in pain as Chester heard something hit the floor. “Well, well, well. What do we have here?” The sneering voice sent Chester into a frenzy of rage. “What the hell are you doing to my family?” Chester’s acid voice spilled into the receiver and burned the man’s ear.
The man just laughed. “Just find me and you’ll find out.” The receiver buzzed like a fly in Chester’s ear.
Chester’s ears didn’t register the sound the phone made when it hit the floor with an earth shattering crash. His eyes didn’t see Mike run into the room and try to get him to tell him what was wrong. He didn’t feel the tremors ripping his body apart as Mike shook his ragdoll body, trying to bring his mind back to reality. But he was too far gone; the only thing he could think about was his family and the horrifying danger they were in. “Chester, please! Tell me what happened!” Mike’s eyes pleaded with his friend, begging him to tell him what caused this state of shock.
Finally, Chester managed to choke out. “I just talked to Talinda. She and Matilda have been taken.”
Mike’s eyes widened. “Taken? Taken where? Who did this??”
“I don’t know.” Mike’s eyes widened when he saw Chester bolting for the door. “Chaz wait! Where are you going?”
“I’m going to find them.” Came Chester’s reply as the door slammed shut behind him.
Mike sighed as he turned back around and when to break the news to the band and the fans.
The black rolling skies covered the city in a black mist as the blanket suffused the city in darkness. Crickets chirped and small insects scuttled to find shelter from the ominous sky. Talinda sat, shivering, in her bare body as the metal chains send chills up her spine every time she moved. The concrete walls weren’t helping much either as she desperately tried to find warmth. The metal doors on either side of the room were large and had bars in the middle of them. A large mattress lay in the middle of the room which was covered in stains and Talinda could only imagine how that got there. Chester please, help me. Talinda’s mind sobbed as she thought of her husband, how he was dealing with this and wondered if he canceled the concert just to look for her. I need you Chester. Please, we need you. Hurry. Talinda’s willpower shattered and she broke down sobbing. Salt water ran down her face like raindrops and she curled into a ball. Her hands were drenched with tears and soon she submerged her whole body into a wave of water.
The opening of a door brought Talinda out of the water she was drowning in and she looked up to see the man responsible for taking them here smiling at her. She looked down and saw her daughter being held like a sack of potatoes in his bulky arms. He was of medium height, his long legs kicking out infront of him and his bulky arms squeezing her daughter to his body. His bronze hair was littered with glittering diamonds that dripped and turned to puddles on the hard ground. His eyes held a merciless look, a kind of look every killer has when he’s about to inflict horrendous torture onto his victims.
"Please, let her go." begged Talinda as salt water fell down her red cheeks and made a puddle on the floor.
The man smirked as he tossed the child carelessly onto the stained mattress and advanced towards the broken woman laying on icy floor. "Now I can have some fun."
Talinda cringed at the smell of alcohol radiating out of his putrid mouth. "You'll be sorry. When my husband gets here he'll make you regret the day you were ever born!"
The man laughed. "Too bad he won't ever find us. I have you all to myself now, my dear."
Talinda's body shook as the pink snake forced its way into her mouth, posioning her body with vemon and enffecting her mouth with toxin juices that ativated her gag reflect and caused some of the posion to spill onto the floor. The snake recoiled out of her mouth and disappeared back into it's black hole. Fire erupted on Talinda's cheek, tearing n ripping the skin apart as Talinda cried out in agony and pain as she held her flaming cheek. "Stupid whore." she heard the monster grumble. "Don't you ever try to push away from me again or next time I won't be so nice."
Talinda nodded meekly as she relutantly granted access to the wet snake and could do nothing as it slowly filled her body with vemon and disgusting fluids. Chester, thought Talinda meekly as her brain sobbed. Please hurry. I can't do this alone. Please help Matilda and me. We need you. Please.
Finally im done!! Well what did yall think? Please review!!
The guys were in the dressing room, talking excitedly about the show in China that they were going to play in a few minutes. Mike was putting the finishing touches on his outfit; Phoenix was sitting on the soft, red couch with Joe, Brad and Rob. Chester was messing with his phone. “I’m so excited about the show tonight, guys!” Joe exclaimed, “This is gonna be our biggest one yet!”
“Hell yeah!” Phoenix exclaimed, eyes beaming.
“CRAP!!!!!"
Everyone snapped their heads to where the smash of a phone being thrown against the wall echoed around the room. Mike’s face held a worried expression as he stared at Chester who looked like he wanted to kill. “Hey Chaz.” Mike began slowly, walking over to the shaken singer. “What happened?”
“Talinda won’t pick up the darn phone.” He growled.
Mike sighed. “Maybe she’s tending to the baby. She can’t be at the phone 24/7 waiting for a phone call from you.”
Chester looked up at Mike, worry swimming in his chocolate eyes. “But we always talk at this time without fail. I think something happened.”
Joe groaned. “You’re acting like a woman, Ches. The worst thing that could’ve happened is that Matilda could’ve gotten sick.”
“If Matilda was sick I would already know!”
Mike sighed. “C’mon, Chaz. Let’s go play the show and then later we can try calling her again.”
Chester sighed. “Ok, fine. Let’s go.”
Mike grinned. “That’s what I’m talking about!”
Their manager, Bob Dallas, came in and smiled at each one of them. “You guys ready to go play the biggest show of your life?”
Joe grinned like a kid getting a cookie. “Hell yeah! How many people are we playing for again?”
“A billion.” Bob replied.
Mike helped Chester to his feet and slapped him on the back. “Let’s do this!”
Chester nodded meekly.
So far the show was going good. The fans were screaming along with Chester as he screamed the words to “One Step Closer” into the mic. Halfway through the song, Chester felt the familiar vibration in his pocket. Perfect. He thought mentally as he reached down and slapped some waving hands. Talinda always has the perfect timing.
As soon as the song was over, Chester ran backstage and franticly dialed his wife’s number, praying that she would answer. A quivering voice startled Chester out of his thoughts. “Chester, please help.”
The pleading voice sent his heart pummeling into the fiery acids below and chills ran up and down his spine. “Talinda, what happened?” Before he could get a response, a baby crying and his wife’s screams of horror rang in his ear like the end of a bell holding out a long note. “Please no! Please leave her alone!!” Then, laughter. Cold, merciless, laughter hit Chester and sent him reeling for breath. The dry, unforgiving, laughter soon replaced Talinda’s sheiks of horror and soon she was crying out in pain as Chester heard something hit the floor. “Well, well, well. What do we have here?” The sneering voice sent Chester into a frenzy of rage. “What the hell are you doing to my family?” Chester’s acid voice spilled into the receiver and burned the man’s ear.
The man just laughed. “Just find me and you’ll find out.” The receiver buzzed like a fly in Chester’s ear.
Chester’s ears didn’t register the sound the phone made when it hit the floor with an earth shattering crash. His eyes didn’t see Mike run into the room and try to get him to tell him what was wrong. He didn’t feel the tremors ripping his body apart as Mike shook his ragdoll body, trying to bring his mind back to reality. But he was too far gone; the only thing he could think about was his family and the horrifying danger they were in. “Chester, please! Tell me what happened!” Mike’s eyes pleaded with his friend, begging him to tell him what caused this state of shock.
Finally, Chester managed to choke out. “I just talked to Talinda. She and Matilda have been taken.”
Mike’s eyes widened. “Taken? Taken where? Who did this??”
“I don’t know.” Mike’s eyes widened when he saw Chester bolting for the door. “Chaz wait! Where are you going?”
“I’m going to find them.” Came Chester’s reply as the door slammed shut behind him.
Mike sighed as he turned back around and when to break the news to the band and the fans.
The black rolling skies covered the city in a black mist as the blanket suffused the city in darkness. Crickets chirped and small insects scuttled to find shelter from the ominous sky. Talinda sat, shivering, in her bare body as the metal chains send chills up her spine every time she moved. The concrete walls weren’t helping much either as she desperately tried to find warmth. The metal doors on either side of the room were large and had bars in the middle of them. A large mattress lay in the middle of the room which was covered in stains and Talinda could only imagine how that got there. Chester please, help me. Talinda’s mind sobbed as she thought of her husband, how he was dealing with this and wondered if he canceled the concert just to look for her. I need you Chester. Please, we need you. Hurry. Talinda’s willpower shattered and she broke down sobbing. Salt water ran down her face like raindrops and she curled into a ball. Her hands were drenched with tears and soon she submerged her whole body into a wave of water.
The opening of a door brought Talinda out of the water she was drowning in and she looked up to see the man responsible for taking them here smiling at her. She looked down and saw her daughter being held like a sack of potatoes in his bulky arms. He was of medium height, his long legs kicking out infront of him and his bulky arms squeezing her daughter to his body. His bronze hair was littered with glittering diamonds that dripped and turned to puddles on the hard ground. His eyes held a merciless look, a kind of look every killer has when he’s about to inflict horrendous torture onto his victims.
"Please, let her go." begged Talinda as salt water fell down her red cheeks and made a puddle on the floor.
The man smirked as he tossed the child carelessly onto the stained mattress and advanced towards the broken woman laying on icy floor. "Now I can have some fun."
Talinda cringed at the smell of alcohol radiating out of his putrid mouth. "You'll be sorry. When my husband gets here he'll make you regret the day you were ever born!"
The man laughed. "Too bad he won't ever find us. I have you all to myself now, my dear."
Talinda's body shook as the pink snake forced its way into her mouth, posioning her body with vemon and enffecting her mouth with toxin juices that ativated her gag reflect and caused some of the posion to spill onto the floor. The snake recoiled out of her mouth and disappeared back into it's black hole. Fire erupted on Talinda's cheek, tearing n ripping the skin apart as Talinda cried out in agony and pain as she held her flaming cheek. "Stupid whore." she heard the monster grumble. "Don't you ever try to push away from me again or next time I won't be so nice."
Talinda nodded meekly as she relutantly granted access to the wet snake and could do nothing as it slowly filled her body with vemon and disgusting fluids. Chester, thought Talinda meekly as her brain sobbed. Please hurry. I can't do this alone. Please help Matilda and me. We need you. Please.
Finally im done!! Well what did yall think? Please review!!
Sunday, December 13, 2009
New story: I'll always be there for you
Chapter 1
A mixture of sound and music clashed together in the spacious living room. Little hands grasped the round device tightly and his face was held in concentration and determination. The flashes of images and moving objects blurred in his mind like a million pictures trying to fit in one place. His arms and hands worked as one, pushing buttons when necessary and moving the vehicle swiftly and smoothly like a cat running through narrow passage ways.
Draven grinned as he was getting ahead and laughed. “Looks like I beat you Dad!”
Suddenly, an object came out of and hit Draven’s car, knocking it off the road and plunging it into darkness. Chester grinned as his car crossed the finish line. “I told you that Bowser kicks butt!” Chester exclaimed while looking at his not-so-happy-son and watched as his character received a golden trophy.
“Nun huh! Mario beats Bowser every time! You just got lucky with that shell!”
“It’s because I am the master at Mario Kart! No one can beat me! Not even the legendary Phi-phi!”
Draven exploded in laughter at the nickname that Chester gave to Phoenix. “Phoenix isn’t gonna like you calling him that Dad.”
Chester grinned wickedly. “Oh yeah, well he can go suck a co-.“ Chester stopped himself just in time. Talinda would have his head if he taught Draven those words, or if he got caught saying them around him for that matter.
The front door opened and Chester smiled as his beautiful wife walked though the door. In his eyes, she was an angel when the brilliant rays hit her back, or when she stood in the dim light of their living room, the invisible wings of silk flapping behind her. She was always stunning in Chester’s eyes. This time, however, her eyes were hazed over by sadness and despair while looking at the 3 year old clutched tightly in her arms, his eyes red and puffy. Her eyes were full of sorrow and pity. Chester knew that something was wrong.
Closing the gap between them, Chester strode over to Talinda and looked down at his son and gasped when he saw a blackness swirling around his son’s eye. “Talinda, what happened?”
Talinda sighed unhappily. “Some kid beat him up at daycare. He was playing with some blocks and some brat came over and told Tyler to give him the blocks and that no one was supposed to play with them but him. Tyler refused and so the kid decked him.”
Draven sat watching this with brown fire raging like a storm in his eyes. His hands trembled as they burned with fire. Who could do this to his helpless little brother? Draven didn’t understand who could hurt Tyler, a little boy whose eyes always shined and glowed with happiness, completely innocent.
Chester took the red-eyed child from Talinda’s arms and held him close as Tyler wrapped his arms around his neck and buried his head in Chester’s chest, letting out a sob. Draven watched as Chester murmured words that he couldn’t make out and then he walked over to the couch and sat down. Draven crawled on the soft couch over to where they were and started to rub Tyler’s back like Chester was doing. Chester reached over and ruffled his son’s chocolate hair. Draven grinned sadly back at him and began speaking softly to his baby brother. “Hey Ty. It’s me, Draven.”
Tyler poked his head out from Chester’s chest and looked at Draven with tears pooling under his eyes. “Draven.” The toddler spoke softly as another sob racked his small frame. Little arms emerged and stuck out towards the smaller body on the couch. Draven reached over and took his brother away from Chester and held him closely to his body. Chester watched as Draven whispered some words to Tyler and then kissed him softly on the head. Tyler arms came around and locked themselves around Draven’s neck as the tiny tot’s body began to relax and his breathing slow. Draven watched as the brown eyes disappeared and then turned to his dad. “I’ll put him to bed, dad. He’ll be ok.”
Chester nodded as a smile suffused every inch of his face. “I know he will. You didn’t have to tell me that.”
Draven slowly got up and held his brother close as he walked to his room. “Don’t worry Ty.” Draven whispered as he opened the door to his room. “I’ll make sure that bully gets what’s coming to him.”
Draven walked into Tyler’s baby blue room filled with race cars and transformers toys. Colored paper littered the floor and his bed was a blue ocean of pillows and blankets. Carefully, he unlocked Tyler’s hands from his neck and layed him down on the blue mattress. He then covered the tiny frame with a blanket that had a wave swimming across it and multi-colored rainbows above the white foam. Draven kissed his brother’s wet cheek one last time before turning off the light that caused the night light to come to life and closing the door behind him. “Sweet dreams, little brother.”
End
A/N: Well how do you like it? I’m planning on writing a next chapter to this if this turns out to be good! Please review!
A mixture of sound and music clashed together in the spacious living room. Little hands grasped the round device tightly and his face was held in concentration and determination. The flashes of images and moving objects blurred in his mind like a million pictures trying to fit in one place. His arms and hands worked as one, pushing buttons when necessary and moving the vehicle swiftly and smoothly like a cat running through narrow passage ways.
Draven grinned as he was getting ahead and laughed. “Looks like I beat you Dad!”
Suddenly, an object came out of and hit Draven’s car, knocking it off the road and plunging it into darkness. Chester grinned as his car crossed the finish line. “I told you that Bowser kicks butt!” Chester exclaimed while looking at his not-so-happy-son and watched as his character received a golden trophy.
“Nun huh! Mario beats Bowser every time! You just got lucky with that shell!”
“It’s because I am the master at Mario Kart! No one can beat me! Not even the legendary Phi-phi!”
Draven exploded in laughter at the nickname that Chester gave to Phoenix. “Phoenix isn’t gonna like you calling him that Dad.”
Chester grinned wickedly. “Oh yeah, well he can go suck a co-.“ Chester stopped himself just in time. Talinda would have his head if he taught Draven those words, or if he got caught saying them around him for that matter.
The front door opened and Chester smiled as his beautiful wife walked though the door. In his eyes, she was an angel when the brilliant rays hit her back, or when she stood in the dim light of their living room, the invisible wings of silk flapping behind her. She was always stunning in Chester’s eyes. This time, however, her eyes were hazed over by sadness and despair while looking at the 3 year old clutched tightly in her arms, his eyes red and puffy. Her eyes were full of sorrow and pity. Chester knew that something was wrong.
Closing the gap between them, Chester strode over to Talinda and looked down at his son and gasped when he saw a blackness swirling around his son’s eye. “Talinda, what happened?”
Talinda sighed unhappily. “Some kid beat him up at daycare. He was playing with some blocks and some brat came over and told Tyler to give him the blocks and that no one was supposed to play with them but him. Tyler refused and so the kid decked him.”
Draven sat watching this with brown fire raging like a storm in his eyes. His hands trembled as they burned with fire. Who could do this to his helpless little brother? Draven didn’t understand who could hurt Tyler, a little boy whose eyes always shined and glowed with happiness, completely innocent.
Chester took the red-eyed child from Talinda’s arms and held him close as Tyler wrapped his arms around his neck and buried his head in Chester’s chest, letting out a sob. Draven watched as Chester murmured words that he couldn’t make out and then he walked over to the couch and sat down. Draven crawled on the soft couch over to where they were and started to rub Tyler’s back like Chester was doing. Chester reached over and ruffled his son’s chocolate hair. Draven grinned sadly back at him and began speaking softly to his baby brother. “Hey Ty. It’s me, Draven.”
Tyler poked his head out from Chester’s chest and looked at Draven with tears pooling under his eyes. “Draven.” The toddler spoke softly as another sob racked his small frame. Little arms emerged and stuck out towards the smaller body on the couch. Draven reached over and took his brother away from Chester and held him closely to his body. Chester watched as Draven whispered some words to Tyler and then kissed him softly on the head. Tyler arms came around and locked themselves around Draven’s neck as the tiny tot’s body began to relax and his breathing slow. Draven watched as the brown eyes disappeared and then turned to his dad. “I’ll put him to bed, dad. He’ll be ok.”
Chester nodded as a smile suffused every inch of his face. “I know he will. You didn’t have to tell me that.”
Draven slowly got up and held his brother close as he walked to his room. “Don’t worry Ty.” Draven whispered as he opened the door to his room. “I’ll make sure that bully gets what’s coming to him.”
Draven walked into Tyler’s baby blue room filled with race cars and transformers toys. Colored paper littered the floor and his bed was a blue ocean of pillows and blankets. Carefully, he unlocked Tyler’s hands from his neck and layed him down on the blue mattress. He then covered the tiny frame with a blanket that had a wave swimming across it and multi-colored rainbows above the white foam. Draven kissed his brother’s wet cheek one last time before turning off the light that caused the night light to come to life and closing the door behind him. “Sweet dreams, little brother.”
End
A/N: Well how do you like it? I’m planning on writing a next chapter to this if this turns out to be good! Please review!
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Went to a DBS concert
On Dec 3rd I went to see Dead by Sunrise. They played an amazing show n Chester's vocals were amazing!:) They shredded Dallas n blew me away. Amazing concert that i will never forget. After it was over, all the bands were doing an autograph signing so i (along w/ my dad) waited until 8:30 4 DBS to do theirs. While we waited i got a DBS shirt n met some awesome fans that were waiting with us. Then, it came time 4 DBS to come out and do some signing. Chester walked out and threw his hands in the air as he walked over to where i n a couple of fans were n shook our hands. We were screaming n i was wondering why i wasn't having a heart attack.
When it came time for me to meet him i wasn't really nervous or anything but i was excited! After talking to ryan I walked over to Chester n said "Hey Chester I was wondering if I could look at your wrists I'm visually impaired." And he was more then happy 2:) After i got within inches of the flames that suffsed his wrist he said "Yeah I need to get them touched up." LOL Chester, you're too much.
When it came time for me to meet him i wasn't really nervous or anything but i was excited! After talking to ryan I walked over to Chester n said "Hey Chester I was wondering if I could look at your wrists I'm visually impaired." And he was more then happy 2:) After i got within inches of the flames that suffsed his wrist he said "Yeah I need to get them touched up." LOL Chester, you're too much.
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