Break Free

Chapter Thirty Eight

The two began their date at lunch. Mike had prepared a picnic and drove them to the beach. They ate on the sandy shore, watching the waves crash onto land. The sun was bright and the light breeze was summer warm. They had fed each other strawberries and had a competition to see who could catch the most blueberries in their mouths. Chester loved the friendly atmosphere and felt closer to Mike. They were never allowed this closeness in the past - as everything was too difficult to do much of anything together.

Their situation was the worst time to start a relationship, but each were glad they had. It was some love story that didn't make a lick of sense, but it was unique and their own. When asked, "How did you meet each other?" The story that follows would be nothing short of shocking and different. They didn't meet at some restaurant or through work, but rather some bizarre twist of events that brought them together. It was the craziest story ever told.

The two snuggled up next to each other after eating and laid on the blanket. They looked to the clouds, lost in thought of one another. Mike remembered the first time he ever saw Chester's face.

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"I'm enrolling you into the kid's school and you're going to find him. You'll say that you're friends with someone who can give him a record deal if they like his voice and have him sing through a recorder and bring it back to me. If I like it, simply bring him here and I'll take him. Easy." Scott replied casually and Mike slowly nodded his head. "I've already enrolled you by the way. Your first day is tomorrow. The sooner, the better."

"Wait, but how am I supposed to know who this kid even is?" Mike asked, hoping this wouldn't be too complicated. Scott dug into his pocket and pulled out a small picture and gave it to him.

The first thing that caught Mike's eye was the unusual darkness of his eyes, they looked so haunted. His pale skin grabbed him next, making his eyes seem to pop more. Mike's eyes trailed up and noticed he had platinum blonde hair, it seemed to really suit him. His body seemed extremely tiny, he must be skinniest boy alive.

"His name is Chester Bennington. If my friends are right and he's just as talented as they think he is, it'll be no question at all on if you'll be freed or not. Just warning you, you must do it quickly. I know others are set out to get him too." Scott sighed and he nodded.

"I'll get him - I mean - you'll get him." Mike managed and he yawned and stretched his arms.

"Lucky you gets a nice bed tonight, huh? It'll be a little uncomfortable, although. You'll be handcuffed to the post. I don't want you slipping away."

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Chester, on the other hand, was lost in the remembrance of when they first truly met. He recalled how kind Mike was. Chester had been crying and that didn't scare Mike away, something Chester could never forget. Mike had sounded so passionate about art and music, it was one of the things that made Chester fall in love with him. Chester suddenly thought about their first kiss and felt his face heating up.

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Mike saw the police station that he had Chester guide them too, considering he still didn't know his way around. They stopped behind a bush and sat on their knees, facing each other. Mike held onto either side of Chester's face and looked deeply into his eyes.

"Stay here. I'll call you in if I need to but I'll just tell them about your dad, if they call him in, I don't want you to get into trouble." Mike said, then ran his thumb across his cheek bone. Chester nodded and Mike leaned in, giving Chester a quick kiss without realizing what he was doing.

Chester stayed frozen and Mike hurried off inside the station, still not thinking about what he just did. He was great at acting without thinking.