Shadow Of The Day

There was a time when your mind wasn't out of control

A/N: Tiny bit of content warning here. Nothing too bad, but depends on what you think is triggering. My next one to write is 'The Catalyst' but I am taking a little while to do some kinks first.

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Two weeks had gone and Mike had given up. He hadn't seen a single glimpse of Rob and he decided he wasn't going to let one sadistic drug dealer, or what the hell Kaden was, to prevent him from not seeing Rob. He knew perfectly well that the sex was just that, and most likely didn't change a thing between them. But it was still something. Maybe a tiny step forward.

"I would like to blame Mike for this idea but you were just as eager", Brad rolled his eyes and glanced at Chester who was tugging his hoodie sleeve like a child who was too excited to stay still.

"Please... You weren't exactly resisting either", Mike rolled his eyes and gave Brad the beer he was holding. The place looked just like before. Again, many familiar faces, and some new ones. People talking around the living room and some dancing. People coming in and going out occasionally.

"Yeah cause he needed his... shit, and I can have the beer while you are seeing the lover boy", Brad rolled his eyes back at the other, overemphasizing the gesture.

They sat on the couch and immersed to a conversation, bickering and joking, while Chester head upstairs to see either Brandon or Rob. None of them still knew what had happened to Brandon and since Mike knew he was the one who gave the drugs to Chester last time he hoped that maybe Chester saw him now too and then would tell what had happened. Mike would be lying if he would say he wasn't curious, but he was also just worried too. He didn't know the Brandon guy, but hearing what possible outcome there was made chills run through him. He was still weirded out to move around in the house. Only the kitchen, patio, bathroom and the one room he had met Rob few times were familiar to him and he didn't want to see what was hidden behind the other doors.

"Hey, where's your friend?" a voice suddenly said beside Mike.

"Huh?" Mike answered and glanced at the speaker. Black hair spiked up, part drooping on his face. Almost like Kaden's, but his hair was always perfect and fluffy. This was more like the guy didn't know what to do with it but hair gel was a solution. Serious, deep eyes stared back at him when he tried to think had they met before.

"Sorry I thought you all came together. I just need to have a talk with him."

"Oh, Chester? He went to see Brandon. Or Rob", Mike shrugged taken slightly aback.

"Oh, okay. He is my friend but I haven't seen him in some days. I was just caught up when you came in so I couldn't... Sorry man didn't want to bother you", the other shook his head nodding towards Brad who stared at them, waiting for the conversation to end.

"It's fine. How do you know him?" Mike shook end his head slightly.