The Worst of Times

Chapter 11

I cuddled closer to Mike after waking up in tears. My voice still wasn't working at all at the moment so I didn't make any noise when I bursted into tears. I was glad for that, at least I wouldn't wake up Mike.

I turned my body around and saw Sean laying in the chair that pulls out into a bed beside me. I dried my tears and smiled. I felt so protected between Mike and Sean. Especially because of Sean, it's been that way since the moment I met him.

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"Chester, this is my band. Sean, Dave, Bobby, this is my boyfriend and our new vocalist, Chester. Or as I love to call him, Chazzy Chaz."

"Hey, Chester! Nice to meet you!" Sean instantly grinned and came forward. I expected him to offer a handshake but instead, he hugged me and lifted me off the ground. "You're really small! Mind if I carry you to the stage so we can hear your magnificent voice I've been hearing so much about?"

"He might not but I do." John snapped and Sean let me go and scowled at him.

"Dude, what's your problem? I promise you, I'm straight. This kid is just adorable, Johnny Boy." He chuckled and John gripped onto my wrist and pulled me up towards the stage. "John! What the hell, man? That looks like it hurts him."

"Why do you care?"

"Because you can't abuse him?!" Sean scoffed and John rolled his eyes. "Let the kid go. He can sing later, when he wants to."

"He wants to now, right?" He looked down to me.

"N-not really..." I said softly and his grip tightened.

"Fine." He growled through gritted teeth. He started pulling me away from the room. "You're paying for this."

"No!" I cried out as he pushed me against a wall.

"John!" Sean snapped when John yanked my pants down.

"Seriously, Sean, get your own fuck toy." John spat and Sean pushed the older boy away from me and I pulled my pants back up.

"No means no." Sean scowled and looped his arm into mine and led me towards a car. "I'll bring him back when you're done being an asshole."

His lights flashed to signal he unlocked his car and he gestured me to sit in the passenger's seat as he went into the driver's side. I was afraid to go with him. What if it just makes John angrier? I climbed in anyway and he started to drive. I stayed silent for what felt like forever, not taking my eyes off Sean.

"I won't hurt you, Chester. Don't worry." He promised and I relaxed a little. "Why are you so paranoid?"

"No reason." I replied softly and he looked at me like he didn't believe that. "I don't want to go home yet."

"Where to than?"

"Anywhere." I said and he nodded. "What will John do when I get back?"

"Don't worry about him. He probably won't even remember this happening. He usually takes a hit when he doesn't get his way. You don't want to be around him when he's on that shit."

"I know." I said softly, my voice cracking as my eyes filled up with tears. He parked his car on the top of this hill, letting us see the sunset. He stepped out of the car and opened my side.

"Come on, get some fresh air." He said gently and I stepped out. He sat on his car and I sat beside him.

"I miss Mike." I said to myself but Sean thought I was talking to him.

"Who?"

"My ex boyfriend."

"What happened?" He asked and I couldn't help but smile a little. I was happy someone nice was actually taking an interest in my life.

"I attempted suicide and was put into a watch. He said if I ever attempted again, he'd leave me."

"So you attempted again?"

"No. I was talking to a teacher about how I felt, wanting to be dead, and they put me in a watch again. He assumed I attempted again and broke up with me before I could even tell him differently." I explained and Sean put an arm around me, skidding me closer to him.

"Damn, kid. That's messed up." He said sympathetically. He chuckled a little. "I hope you don't mind I have an arm around you. I don't swing that way but I'm a bit protective over specific people."

"You just met me."

"I just have a feeling that you need it. That's enough for me to do it. I'll always protect you, Chester. We're life-long friends now. I might not always get to help, but I will any chance I get."

"Thank you... Thank you, so much."

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"Morning, Sleepy Chaz." Mike mumbled and I turned back around to face him, breaking away from my thoughts. I smiled, not able to greet back. "Aren't you gorgeous this morning."

I rolled my eyes and reached to grab my pen and paper.

'You're a turd.' I wrote and Mike read it.

"Nu uh. You are."

"A what?" Sean yawned, waking up. He took one look at my face and tossed away Mike and I's conversation. "Chaz, are you okay? You were crying, I can tell. Did you have a nightmare?"

I nodded.

"Was it about John?"

I shook my head.

"Mark?" He guessed again. I shook my head.

"Your dad?" Mike chipped in and I shook my head again. He handed me the pen and paper. "Write it?"

'It was about suicide. I had a nightmare that I tried killing myself again and you and Sean had two bottles of pills and each swallowed all of them and died but I lived from my suicide attempt. It was horrible.'

"Don't try it again than, Ches. It could happen. I know I'd kill myself if you died. I couldn't take it." Sean said and I knew he was trying to scare me into not trying to commit suicide again. And it was working.

"I'd do it too. You don't even know, Chaz." Mike added and I snuggled into his chest more.

"He's so sweet." Sean sighed and I looked up to see Mike's smile.

"Yeah, he is." He agreed. "And he's all mine."