Chester's POV
I sighed as I entered the school. I literally hate this place. Hell is nothing compared to this.
Every day the same shit and I'm already tired of this.
"Ey, Bennington!"
Shit. Not again. I mean, yeah, I was kind of used to this shit, but it's always kinda something new to me.
"Bennington! Stop the fuck walking when I'm talking to you!"
I stopped and turned around to see Dave, or how he was called, and his friends behind him.
He smirked as he saw my face."You still didn't give me the money I wanted!"
"W-what money?", I shuttered.
"Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean"
Yes, I knew what he meant, but wasn't this just unfair? He never really had a reason to take money from me. He just said that he wanted it. I didn't even do a thing to him.
"I-I s-swear I don't h-have any w-with me"
How could I? My dad didn't go to work and my mom didn't show up for five years.
"And I swear, Bennington, if you don't bring me the money till tomorrow I'll beat your fucking ass, you little fucker."
'As if he wouldn't beat my ass anyways', I thought.
As he and his two friends went on, he pushed my head against the locker.
"Faggot", one of them said. I think his name was Brad or something.
I sighed again. The day hasn't even started and was already ruined. I wondered if one day a miracle would happen and my life would change enormously.
Well then.
I went to my first class. Math. Great.I entered the room and sat on my place in the last row.
The teacher needed forever to come.
"Ey, yo, Bennington!", someone shouted.
I looked around but couldn't see Dave or any of his friends. Who has called my name? All the people were minding their own business and nobody did eye contact with me.
Was I about to go crazy? Or did somebody this on purpose to make me believe that I was?"Bennington!"
I looked around again, but again there was nobody who could've shout my name. I could feel the scared look on my face.
I heard some laughter.
Oh, okay, someone just wanted to drive me crazy.But that wasn't the worst.
Just as I thought the teacher would finally come, Dave entered the room.
Maybe if I was quit and didn't make any moves he wouldn't see me?
But it was too late.
He came over to me and had this evil grin on his face."Oh, hello, Bennington. Just one question. Answer me: why do you always wear these long hoodies? I mean it's almost summer and it's already hot af outside."
He smirked and I hated this.
I knew what he wanted to hear. I knew that he wanted to be satisfied with that one answer."Uh, I don't know, uhm, b-because they're c-comfortable a-and..."
He came closer to me and spoke more quite.
"Don't lie to me Bennington! I know what you're hiding under those sleeves. Don't think I wouldn't know about it. I swear, if I don't have my money till tomorrow, the whole school will know that you little worthless piece of shit do self-harm. Did you hear me?"
He was right. I did self-harm. For good reasons to be honest.
Could this even get worse? I knew it could, but I just prayed that it wouldn't."I asked if you hear me! Answer me!" He looked very angry.
"Uh, y-yess"
"Good"
"Mr. Farrell, would you please finally take a seat so I can start with my lesson?", I finally heard the teacher's voice.
Dave gave me a last angry dare and left me alone and the teacher started.
Fuck. Where the fuck should I get fifty bucks till tomorrow?
What should I do? I didn't want the whole school to know how fucked up I was.
I could steal it. But from who?
It was a trap. He knew that I didn't have any money. He just wanted something to make him satisfied.The day went on and every single break Dave or one of his friends pushed me around or just called me names.
As the shitty school day was over I didn't know if I should be happy or not. I didn't want to go home, but I had nothing else to go to, except the park.
I had no other choice.I sat down on a bench. Today was the weather for once just how I liked it. Cloudy but not raining and not too cold. Perfect.
"Oh, look who we have here. Bennington! I didn't expect you here!"
Not again. I hate this guy. And how can he always be there where I am? How is that possible?
"Do you have the money already? Because you better have it till tomorrow or you know what will happen if not!"
He laughed with that evil sound in his voice.
"You don't say anything to me? How do you dare to disrespect me this way?"
He pushed me off the bench so I lie on the grass. He and his friends laughed.
Suddenly they started kicking me in my stomach and on my head. Yes, it hurt, but I was used to it."When the fuck will you finally stand up and fight for yourself? You're so weak, Bennington! Go and kill yourself already!"
They're right. I am weak. I never stood up or fought for myself. I was worthless. I was not more than a sex toy for my father.
As they walked away I sat back on the bench. They're so right. All I am is weak. How could this be that everyone had someone who loves them. All I ever wanted was someone who would care about me. Someone who would hold my hand whenever I did feel alright or someone who just would love me the way I are.
I sighed. These were just dreams. They'd never become real, I knew that.
I stood up and went home because it was getting dark.
I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to call it 'home' either. A home is place where you live but also where you feel safe and where you are surrounded by people that love and care about you right? So, that would mean I couldn't call it my 'home'.
I hated this place so much.I slowly sneaked into the house hoping my father would sleep and not hear me. Also I prayed that he wouldn't be drunk.
"Where the fuck have you been?"
Shit.
"Uhm, I-I, uh, I-I w-was in s-school"
"Stop lying to me Chester! I know you weren't that long in school! I ask you again, where have you been?"
He wasn't drunk. At least one good thing about today.
"I-I was in t-the park"
"Stop shuttering! I haven't raised you like that!
And what have you done there? I swear if I find out that my son is a criminal or something, you can sleep in the park, have you heard me?""Y-yes, I'll be in t-time next t-time, d-dad"
He looked angry at me, slapped with his flat hand my face and left.
I guess that was for the shuttering.I sighed, locked my room lie on my bed. This was the daily routine. Some days he'd rape me, mostly when he was drunk. I started to cry.
This was my life. It was so worthless.I really wished I had someone, who'd love me more than I could ever love someone.
YOU ARE READING
With you [LP FanFic]
FanfictionChester Bennington's life is hell. In school he gets bullied and at home his father is the devil in person. But on day he meets this one person called Mike that changes his life...