Lost in the echo

Part 10

A/N: Ummm... Yeah. Kinda stumped after the Hollywood Bowl show. Good that I had this chapter already finished, just checking the spelling, cause damn it is hard to start writing again o.O Sorry about the cliffhanger, haha. Thank you all readers, please leave a comment :) Enjoy!

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Where the heck should I go first?, Mike thought getting the hood deeper on his head. The wind made the rain even worse and it was really cold. He shivered and looked around him. There was small park further down the road but so there was another one in the opposite direction too. If Chester was just mad at him, wanting to cool off he would maybe head to a park. Maybe. He sighed and lifted his head stubbornly. First the one that was closer, then the other. After that he would fetch a car and try from bigger area. This was so freaking messed up! All because of one idiot who couldn't keep his hands off minors and another idiot who didn't listen when he was told to back off.

He walked down the street checking around every corner with his flashlight. It was really dark and there was nobody outside. People were smart enough to stay inside in this weather. He gulped and felt his eyes tear up again. I lead him to this. I didn't leave him be. I even drove him to the appointment. If I don't find him alive and well I will never ever forgive myself, he thought. The walk seemed to take for ever and he started to run. He didn't want to waste any more time. The park was already visible and he picked up the pace. Once there he scanned the park with his flashlight and let a long sigh. He isn't here. Have to check the other park, he thought. But then he saw it. Just behind a small hill there was a hunched person that could have been easily mistaken by a rock or something. But not for him when he knew what to look for. He jogged closer to see was it Chester or another castaway person. It was. He couldn't mistake that thin frame to any other person. His heart jolted with joy. At least he had found him.

"Chester!", he walked in front of the man crouching down. The singer had his eyes set on something in the distance. He was now soaking wet with water dripping from his lashes. Or were they tears? He looked so fragile and pale in the bare light that came from Mike's flashlight.

"You will catch a cold here. Or something more worse. We need to get back. Please?", the emcee pleaded. The other man didn't budge. He didn't even turn his gaze to look at the emcee. He has to see me though, I am right here?, Mike thought.

"I am sorry for that I pushed so hard. I just want to help. I... want to make you happy again. I want to see you smile", he got closer and touched carefully Chester's shoulder. He was shivering and breathing heavily and Mike was getting more and more worried. He felt like he was talking to himself when he didn't get an reaction.

"Please? Say something?", Mike whispered.

"I... want to keep my emotions in boxes. Some locked and the key thrown away. She.... found the key. And now... I.... can't control them. They fill my mind and...", he suddenly whispered, obviously talking about the therapist digging too deep.

"He shouldn't have come. I don't deserve him. He should just leave me here", Chester was thinking in his head but again the other voice was trying to take the control.

"But that is the idea of therapy. To learn to control them", Mike cupped his cheek.

"But I don't want them! They mess up everything. I want them to go away!", the singer was now hyperventilating pain visible in his eyes.

"Hey hey! What ever it is we can get through it. I promise I will help", the emcee got the singer in his tight embrace. Chester was shaking violently and Mike new he had to get him back inside to get him warm. Without asking permission he lifted the fragile man to his lap and started to carry him back to his house. He is so frail, Mike felt his heart shatter again. The singer sobbed against his chest and he had to force himself to concentrate on the walking and not to cry too. What the heck is up with me?, he thought. The walk up to the house felt way shorter than the other way. Cause now Mike had this precious delivery that he was looking for in the first place.