in pieces

2. somewhere i belong

Mike walked in and greeted the guys, then turned to face me. "See you've turned into a little slut while you were gone," he sneered at me, looking me straight in the eyes. "I bet you enjoyed it. Like every little slut does."

"Mike, what the hell?!" Brad stood up. "He comes back, almost dies, and that's all you have to say?!"

"He's right," I got up and walked away. Brad followed while the others were still arguing. Overall, he didn't really matter much as I shut and locked the door so he couldn't get in. I didn't want to do anything, just wanted to sleep. I took a sleeping pill, laid in bed, and slept.

• • •

(Shinizzle's POV)

"It's cause I'm not gay like all of you! I'm not a fag!" I screeched. Rob turned his head to me.

"What the fuck did you just say, Shinoda?" Rob started to walk towards me.

"It's the truth. It's why I went to Fort Minor," I scoffed.

"Then what's this picture of you and Ryu getting in on that's been circling the internet?"

How did he get that? That was private! Immediately, I remembered. He got angry at me for losing Chester and coming for him. It's true, I had just used him.

"I'm not gay! I was just... experimenting!"

"Shinoda, you better get out of our house before I beat the shit outta you," Rob warned. Who was I angry at? The world? I punched Rob in the mouth and walked into Chester's room. I shut and locked the door, barricading it.

"You wanted me, huh? Let's see how much you wanted me," I hissed, pinning him against the wall.

"Mike-"

I slammed our lips together, forcing him to kiss me. I forced his pants down as I forced our hips together. I stopped the kiss, covering his mouth. "This is what you wanted, right slut?" I sneered.

Chester was frozen. "Maybe once I turn your insides raw you'll think again about loving me. Maybe once you're bleeding on the ground you'll think again about thinking that I'm a fag. I don't love you. But you'll be a good fuck."

• • •

(Chazzy Spazzy's POV)

I couldn't move. Mike had left through the window. I weakly cried for help, the cold air seeping through the open window. There was commotion outside. He hadn't raped me, he just beat me. Only cause I saw it.

Was it the real Mike I saw?

His eyes changed and he escaped. It was like he was too afraid to account for what he did.

"H-help..." I whimpered.

I saw someone coming through the window. It was Brad. I whimpered,

"Chaz, Mike's been off his meds for the past year. We just found out. The police found him and we just wanna know if you wanna press charges."

Did I?

Did I want him to go to jail?

• • •

(Sir Shinoda's POV)

I sat in a jail cell, waiting for the officer to tell me Chester's decision. I saw him walk in, and I awaited the worst.

"Mr. Shinoda, Chester has decided..." I felt my heart stop. I already knew his decision. I closed my eyes and sighed. "He's not pressing charges. He however, said you have to take your medicine or he will change his mind."

My heart dropped. I had never felt so free until I gave up the medication. However, I couldn't go to jail. It was my only hope.

Brad had picked me up from the station without a word. He carried me back to the house, where Chester stood.

I saw red on his long sleeves.

I had done this? What happened to us being friends? Did the medicine really make me so much more stable?

"This is the Mike I know," Brad patted my back. "You're worried about him."

"Chaz-" I walked forward.

But he turned away.

Angry, I stormed after him but Brad pulled me back.

"Another thing, you're taking anger management classes, starting tomorrow."