Everything in Between

Chapter 47

Chester

I felt horrible watching the guys raid the house for any drugs. We were all in my room, everyone going through everything I own as I sat on my bed watching. Mike was going through my drawers with Dave while Brad rummaged through the closet. They found the shoe box with the rope, razors and drugs in it.

"Why us there a razor in here?" Brad questioned looking into the box. Mike's head snapped up from my dresser. He marched over to me and pulled my arm up. Of course I was assuming that he couldn't see the long gone faded scars through the tattoos. It would be almost impossible to see them. He checked both arms thoroughly as I bit my lip. "Take your shirt off," he commanded.

I awkwardly took off my shirt while the guys were silently watching. Mike examined my back, chest and shoulders. Right after I put my shirt back on, he yanked my pants down and looked at my legs. My face grew hot as the guys turned red and looked away. My chest pounded as he looked at my thighs. I was hoping that he wouldn't see the thick, faded gashed scars running across both of my thighs. He didn't seem to notice them, or he ignored them, I couldn't quite tell.

"Okay," he sighed and went back to rummaging through my drawers. I fumbled with my pants and pulled them up. 

"Was that necessary?" I huffed.

Mike looked up at me, "Yes. Yes it was."

I rolled my eyes and laid on my side, watching the guys continue to dig through my stuff. Joe went to my nightstand and I almost laughed. He really had no idea what was in there.

I heard a yelp and Joe slammed the drawer shut. "OHMYFUCKIN- WHAT HAS BEEN SEEN CANNOT BE UNSEEN."

"Calm the fuck down, what could've possibly-" Brad opened the drawer and the slammed in shut. His face was red as he silently turned around and walked out of the room. Dave followed after looking into the drawer as well. I rolled my eyes, "Is it really that surprising that I have sex toys?"

"No, but I'm sure that none of us want to see them," Rob said. Mike chuckled and walked over to me. "You're so naughty Ches."

I giggled and let him push me back on the bed. "You'll have to punish me huh Mikey," I slurred seductively, trying so hard not to laugh.

"NO. STAHP!" Joe screamed as he curled into a ball and rolled under the bed. Rob snorted and closed the drawer he was looking through. 

"Well, I think we threw away everything," he stood up and pulled Mike up and away from me. I pouted at Rob and stood up.

"You ruined the moment Robby!" I said still pouting. 

He rolled his eyes, "You're addicted."

"You make that sound like a bad thing," Mike said. I giggled and took Mike's hand, leading him out of the room. 

"You're so much better than a dildo Mikey," I said loud enough so the guys could hear. They all groaned and Joe yelled. Mike snickered, he hugged me tightly and nuzzled hid nose into my hair.

"I fucking love you," he chuckled as he continued to hug me. "I fucking love you too," I replied, returning the hug.

***

"Maybe not this year," Mom murmured as I stood in front of her, arms crossed. 

"You're never home. I want to have Christmas with you this year."

"Chester for the last time. I can't be home. I literally have to drive across the country. You know I have to be in M.D Anderson's by tomorrow morning."

She didn't look up at my as she zipped the suit case closed. "Where the hell's that?"

"Houston." She wheeled it out of her room and into the living room. I followed her. "It's Christmas, they should let you have the week off."

"Well some people are unfortunate. Now go back to bed. This is final." She didn't say bye as she walked out the door. I screamed and grabbed at my hair. I hated her. Lately without the drugs, I've been sick as fuck and the only way to escape or let out anger was to scream into a pillow for five minutes straight. The mood swings had already begun.

I huffed and threw myself on the couch. I felt done. My phone buzzed.

'Hey babe, u awake?'

'Yeah. What's up?'

'Well my family's going to visit my grandparents again...'

I groaned and replied,

'Noooooooooooooo. :'( '

'But...I told them I was staying home!'

'Omg, call me' I was grinning. I think I know what he has in mind. My phone started ringing, Mike's caller ID flashed on the screen. I flipped my phone open eagerly.

"Why did you say no?" I automatically said. I heard him laugh softly," Woah, okay. I heard your mom was leaving. I told them no one was gonna be with you during the holidays."

"And? What did they say?"

"Well after a heated discussion, my dad was able to convince my mom to let me stay."

I squealed, "Ugh Mikey you have know idea how happy I am!"

"Heh I can tell."

"Did they leave yet or what?"

"Yup. They went to the airport like two hours ago."

I let out a content sigh and slouched into the cushions. "I love you so much."

"I love you to sweety."

"Mike?"

"Yeah?" I bit my lip. "Do you want to stay with me while they're gone?"

"Of course." I smiled. "Thanks Mikey."

***

I had done a little cleaning up since the place was normally a disaster. I waited patiently for Mike to show up. My eyes wandered over to the small Christmas tree set up in the corner of the room. It was tiny tree set upon a little table. The bottom was draped with a red piece of cloth to cover up the metal stand it was on.

I had been the one to put it up. I was hoping to do it with my mom, but she was gone of course. There was small gold and white orbs hanging from the branches, a string of dim yellow lights were wound around the tree. It wasn't the best, but it was something I had bought at the dollar store. 

The door opened, letting in a small blast of cold air. "Good lord it's freezing."

"Mike!" I squealed happily and I literally jumped on him. 

"Hey! A little too excited are we Chester?" he laughed as he closed the door. I hugged him tightly and he laughed again.

I took his hand and led him to my room. He set his duffle bag on the floor by the closet. "Ugh, I'm so cold," he said sitting in the edge of my bed.

"Are you crazy? It's hot in here!" I sat sitting next him. He rolled his eyes, "Hey you've been inside this entire time. I haven't." Mike shrugged his sweater off and wrapped and arm around me. "You'll warm me up right?"

"Of course," I giggled bringing him back towards the mattress. I snuggled underneath the covers, Mike following. Once the both of us were in the blankets, I wrapped an arm around Mike, spooning him. He sighed and relaxed.

"I'm so glad to spend this time with you," he murmured into the covers. I nodded slightly,"Hmmm."

And with that we drifted to sleep.