You are mine ~ Bennoda ✔️

••• 14. You'll be okay •••

I hugged Chester tightly, letting him cry on my shoulder. My own eyes were getting watery.

"What's wrong?" I asked, carefully. Chester let go of me and looked between angry and sad "everything! Everything is so fucked up! I don't want this Mike! I don't want anything! I just...... want to leave everything."

I was crying... did he mean he wanted to...

"I just want to... just fucking die." Chester said.

"W-who cares if one m-more light goes out?" I started. "Well, I-I do... we all do.." I whispered. I was sobbing, Chester noticed.

Chester looked at me, he must've realised the things he said.

"I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to say all of that." He hugged me.

It wasn't the way he said it. It was the words. He probably meant those words. "C-chaz... I'm going to help you.. okay? We're going to get through this."

"I don't know Mike... I'm done living in fear all day long. I'm just done trying." He said. It felt like I got shot... worse then that. "Chester, baby, no... I love you so so much.. please.. don't do anything to yourself... I love you so fucking much. So does Jaime, Draven, Lila, Otis, Dave, Brad, Joe, Rob and all those fans. Please Ches..."

"I love you too... I-I won't do anything... I love you.."

"I'll help you Chester. I always will be here for you. You'll be okay. I love you."

I've helped him before.. I'm sure I can do it again.

Chester's PoV

God, I shouldn't have told Mike. Fuck.

I felt this way before, so...

Empty and Sad.

Mike had managed to help me before. I hope he can too... I can't do this alone.

We were walking back to the studio, hand in hand. I quickly let go of Mike's hand as I noticed someone standing around the corner of the building, they looked suspicious.

"Ches? What's wrong?"

"I see someone, right there."

"I don't.... I don't see anyone Chaz." Mike looked confused.

"Don't be ridiculous, Mikey. Right there, around the corner." I pointed at the corner a little.

"No one's there." Mike frowned

Now I looked very confused... I saw someone there. But... they're gone?

"Oh... must've been my imagination." I smiled at Mike awkwardly.

—

"So We're going on tour again, we have a bunch of locations that aren't in America." Dave said.

Mike sat down on the small couch, next to me "where will we be going then?"

"Germany, France, England, The Netherlands, Italy and Sweden. Then in Azia, Korea and Japan."

"Cool." I said, I was excited. Mike put his arm around my shoulder.

—

We were back at home, but something wasn't right.. Mike opened the front door cautiously.

I held Mike's arm and stood very closely to him. "Mikey... I'm kinda scared." I whispered. Mike nodded "I know.."

We got into the house, It was..... fine. Nothing was there.

Mike sighed of relief "thank god."

He turned around "Chaz, would you check on the kids?". I nodded and went to all the kid's rooms.. they were all asleep. I was walking in the hallway, until I felt something sharp beneath my feet. I looked down, it was the framed wedding picture of Mike and I. Who dropped it? The frame was broken, I picked up the picture and looked at it, It was fine. Then a sticky note fell from it, I picked it up.

"Last chance Chester! I'm serious! Leave him now!"

I turned pale. Fuck. This person might be out to get us.. or just a prank? No... definitely worse then that.

I went to the master bedroom and grabbed my phone, wow that unknown person had spammed me.

Unknown: you wanna know what happens when you don't follow my orders?

Unknown: bad things happen Chester.

Unknown: I will get what I want.

Unknown: I'll do whatever it takes.

Unknown: Mikey is mine okay. He is mine! God damn it! Leave him Chester!

Unknown: now! He loves me more then you!

Unknown: he'll never love a pathetic waste of space like you.

Unknown: If you don't do what I tell you to, soon enough the news will have a death report.

Unknown: can you imagine it? "Linkin Park singer Chester Bennington, passed away yesterday."

Tears started falling. I'm so fucking scared. Why do they want me to leave Mike?

My phone vibrated, again the unknown number.

They had sent a picture of Mike and I this afternoon, walking hand in hand, But like.. in the most couple like way.

Unknown: what if this were to go public?

Unknown: I can already see the beautiful hate thrown at you.

I was now fully crying. I felt so powerless.

Mike came into the room "Chester? What's wrong?"

"This person.. keeps threatening me.. they want me to leave you... I-I don't know what to do anymore." I sobbed.

"Don't leave me... please Chaz, whatever you do, don't leave me." Mike said. I nodded "I won't."

I felt better.

Mike got a text. It was from a friend.

"Hey, my friend asked If I could come over to the bar, We haven't hung out in forever. Is that okay?" Mike asked.

I didn't want him to leave but I told him he could go anyways.

Mike's PoV

I got to the bar and sat down on a bar chair. My friend wasn't here yet.

After a while a woman sat down next to me, she looked like that interviewer, Cora.

"Hey Mike. What brings you here?" She smiled. "I'm just waiting for a friend." I said. She smirked "oh... that's cool. Mind if I sit here?" she motioned at the barstool next to me. "Nah, go ahead."

She sat down next to me.

We talked a lot, but she only wanted to know about me.. maybe because she's an interviewer..

We got another drink, we already had a few and I was starting to feel it.

"Is that your friend?" Cora pointed at the door. I turned around to the door, nope no one I know. I turned back around "nope. Not the person." I took a sip of my drink, It tasted... different.. I ignored it and kept drinking it.

Suddenly I got A bit dizzy, the rest of the night, became a blur.