I Can't Sing Alone (Bennoda)

One More Light

Mike's POV

Numbness. Numbness is a feeling that can overtake someone. Like drowning, or suffocating. You don't feel it after a while.

That's what Mike tells himself everyday. He tells himself he didn't feel it after a while. And saying that works, for a while. Then he tells himself that Chester wanted it, that he was happier without him. That hurts alot, but it helps with the reason why.

Mike sometimes wishes Chester was here. Even as a ghost. Cause that might just be enough, but he isn't.

Mike tries to calm down, with a glass of whine. That is until he drops it, and cries. Blaming himself. Maybe if he was better to Chester this wouldn't happen. Maybe if he realised Chester's condition. Maybe if he didn't pick up the wine.

Yeah, Mike blames himself. He could have been there. He could have saved him. But he didn't.

A thought pops up into Mikes head, 'Why not join him? See him again.' Mike ponders the idea then realizes, he could.

So, Mike goes into the hall closet and takes out a noose. The same one Chester used. Then he sets it up. In the same room. In the same place. With the same chair.

Maybe he should listen to a song, in case he goes straight to hell. But which one would work?

One more light! It's perfect and Chester sings the most in that song. He pulls out the disc and puts in in the CD player, "I'm coming Chester.

Chester's POV

I can't let him do this! He could regret this! He could ruin everyone else! There has to be a way to stop him.

Stupid Chester, if you didn't do this he wouldn't do it himself.

Remember a way, please please remember Chester. The CD player! Thats it! I Hope.

Mike's POV

Should have stayed. Were there signs I ignored? Can I help you not to hurt anymore? We saw brilliance when the world was asleep.

Chester's voice rang through Mikes ears for quite possibly, the very last time.

Don't do it.

'What was that?' Mike panicked.

It's me Mike, it's Chester.

"No fucking way, Phoenix this isn't funny." Mike shouted.

I'm not Phoenix Mike.

"Prove it! Tell me something only Chester would know!" he demanded.

We were going to get married.

"This isn't real. This isn't real. This isn't real." Mike repeated.

But it is.

Mike ran over to the noose, ready to leave this voice.

"I wouldn't do that." the voice, Chester's voice, stated louder.

Mike looked up in schock, for Chester was right infront of him.