Son of a drug addict

Part. 11

We arrived the police station. They made us sit on a bench, and they handcuffed us again so we were attached with the heavy furniture.

"Mike Shinoda. You've become quite familiar around here" Richardson started. "You have very interesting crime record. 4 robberies, public drinking, marihuana use in public, public urination and physical assault on Charlie McCarthy"

"Oops" I smirked.

"It's not funny, Mike. I know you are dealing hard drugs, not just weed. I don't have proofs but I will get them" the officer said to me.

He turned to Chester. "And you Chester Bennington. You have no crime record. Congratulations, now you do!"

"Lockup is full at this moment, so I'm gonna put you two in the hallway to wait for someone who will bail you out. If no one does, you're going to sit on that bench next 48 hours. You both have one phone call. You are both hell of a lucky motherfuckers, because the owner of the liquor store isn't going to sue you" Richardson said.

"I want the phone call now" we both said it at the same time. Richardson nodded at the other office who took Chester, and Ricky took me to the phone. I knew right away who i'd call. I dialed the number and begged for him to answer.

He did answer. "Hello?"

"Diego, thank god. You gotta save my ass"

"What have you done?"

"I got arrested! Chaz is here too. You gotta bail me out, and Chester too if he can't get anyone to get him"

"Oh god- You're so- god dam- motherfucker. I can't right now. I have work. Tomorrow morning, first thing I do"

"Ah god thank you so much!" I said and hung up.

Ricky lead me on the bench and handcuffed me to it. "You called your dad?"

"You really think that?" I muttered.

"Well, have a fun night" he said.

"Thank you, Ricky!" I said sarcastically. I waited for 15 minutes until a officer brought Chester next to me. But he looked really sad. He kept his gaze down and just sat down.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"My dad doesn't care about me. He said I should rot in here forever" he muttered.

"I'm sorry" I said. "Don't worry, Diego's gonna bail us out tomorrow"

He looked at me. "Thanks. Even though we got arrested, and now I have crime record... It was one, freaking awesome night"

I chuckled. "It was"

"So... We are just going to sit here for like 9 hours? Until Diego shows up?"

"Yeah. Pretty much" I said, leaning against the wall.

"Great" he muttered, starting to hum a song. "There was I completely wasting, out of work and down... Mmh mh.. All inside it's so frustrating as I drift from town to town... I can't remember the lyrics but i'll sing so whatever.. There was still one line that I cannot figure out" he sang.

"I know that song"

"So much for the golden future, I can't even start. I've had every promise broken, there's anger in my heart" he kept singing, looking confused trying to remember the lyrics.

"You don't know what it's like, you don't have a clue. If you did you'd find yourselves doing the same thing too" I continued singing.

"Breaking the law, breaking th-" Chester continued, but was cut off by Richardson.