The Worst of Times

Chapter 5

"Sean, please can Chester and I talk privately?" Mike asked when we went behind the building. I really didn't want Sean to leave. I looked at him desperately. He peered into my eyes and seemed to get the hint.

"He'll tell me whatever you say anyway if I ask. Just get on with it, it'll be like I'm not even here." Sean said and Mike hesitated but sighed, caving.

I was nervous. Unbelievably nervous. The boy I was in love with was standing in front of me. I wanted to keep loving him, have him kiss me and hold me like he used to. I wanted him to love me.

I wanted to feel his fingers running through my hair or rushing around my waist. I wanted to be consumed by pleasure when he's simply with me. I wanted him to make me happy.

I wanted him to get me off the drugs. I wanted him to help me feel like I matter. I wanted him to be that person I could always go to and be my family. I wanted him to consume my life like he had.

But maybe that's a bad idea. He left me before because he was afraid of my depression. It's not gone, I've just buried it well. But I want him. God, call me selfish but I want him so terribly. I love him so damn much.

"First of all, I just want to say that I still love you. I never stopped." He said and I stayed silent. He sighed and continued. "I want you back. I really really want you back."

"You can't runaway from my problems. You date me, you date my problems." I said softly and Mike nodded understandably.

"I get that now. I'm ready for it. I want you, all of you. Your problems are apart of you." He said and took hold of my hand and squeezed it. I looked into his eyes, searching for genuineness. "Trust me, Chazzy. If soulmates exist, you're mine and I'm yours."

"Soulmates?" I echoed in a small voice and Mike smiled but nodded. I looked down to my feet. Mike broke our contact and put his hands on the sides of my face, lifting my head up. He leaned in and kissed me softly. "You always know when I want you to kiss me."

"That's because we're soulmates." Mike grinned and kissed me again. I felt all my cravings towards him burst at once and I pressed harder against his lips. His tongue thrusted into my mouth and I heard Sean leave. Mike broke the kiss briefly. "Makeup sex?"

"Not now, later for sure. Keep kissing." I said sloppily as Mike dove back in and our passion heated to a burning pleasure. His hands moved away from my face and under my shirt, around my waist, pulling my front into his and lightly grinding into me. I lightly bit down on his bottom lip and his tongue flipped into the bottom part of my mouth. "Fuck, I wish we didn't have to talk to the guys."

"Shit, I forgot. Let's go." Mike said, breaking the kiss but not budging otherwise. I giggled and Mike gave a small scowl, making me giggle more. "Don't you start with me, Chaz."

"Hmm... What're you going to do to stop me?" I said seductively and Mike's hands slid up from my waist to the center of my bare back.

"I'll show you later." He husked and I felt myself growing excruciatingly hot as his warm breath hit my ear. He broke away and I gave him a smirk before following him back inside to the guys.

"I heard you two were really going at it out there!" Phoenix chirped when we sat down. Mike held my hand and gave me a small smile. God I've missed him.

"I didn't say that! I just said you guys were kissing." Sean defended himself and the other guys laughed.

"I don't think there's ever 'just kissing' between them. It's always humping like rabbits. Did Mike grind into you, Chaz?" Brad smirked when I felt my face grow instantly hot.

"Okay, come on now, guys. Give 'em a break." Sean laughed.

"Fine, down to business. Chaz, you're in our band now. You're not in Grey Daze anymore. As a matter of face, you're not going anywhere near John ever." Rob intervened and I nodded, completely okay with that. My only problem would be getting my hands on the drugs I'm unfortunately now hooked on.

"I feel bad though about Sean. He helped us so much but we don't have a drummer's position open." Joe chipped in and the group frowned.

"To be honest, I just love it as a hobby. I don't see it as a career. Managing a band, now that sounds more like it." Sean hinted and we all grinned.

"Looks like you're our manager!" Mike beamed and Sean elbowed me a little.

"You're still stuck with me yet, Chaz!" He joked and I giggled but rolled my eyes. "I know you love me."

"Of course, you're like my guardian angel." I gawked and he laughed. Mike's smile died on his lips though so I saw it as a hint to stop acting like that towards Sean although it was just my way of being close and joking with him.

"Let's go, Chazzy. We've got lots of business to do." Mike smirked and then blushed when the other guys began laughing and he realized they were still there.

"Sounds good to me, Noda Bear." I giggled and he groaned loudly. I followed him out, giving Sean a reassuring smile so he didn't have to follow. I trailed Mike into his car and he stared at me with eyes that no longer showed happiness.

"I have to ask you some questions before we keep acting like everything's okay."

"Go for it." I urged him.

"What drugs have you done? And what has John done to you?" He asked, taking hold of one of my arms and raising the sleeve to look at the bruises. "And are you okay?"