Nothing Left || A Chester Bennington X Reader Fan Fiction

Chapter Twelve - The Hospital

**Hello my lovelies! I know I already posted a chapter today but, I'm bored as hell right now and I can't sleep so, here's another chapter! Enjoy!

-Foxy**

**Mike's POV**

I hope that Alishbia will forgive me.

I mean, technically it's not my fault that Chester dranked a bit too much of alcohol. And by a bit too much I mean so much that he hit his head, walked to my room while the back of his head was bleeding, and literally passed out on the floor from so much blood loss. He still had a tad bit of a pulse but, I'm not taking any risks. Right when Alishbia got home, she saw them loading up Chester into the ambulance vehicle. Her mood changed as fast as the motion of turning off a light blub. Her smile faded into a frown, her eyes faded as they slowly became colorless, as she dropped to the ground right there and started crying. It broke my heart.

"Ally, I'm sorry-"

"What happened?" She said in a weak voice. I was hoping that she wouldn't be mad at me.

"Chester had a bit too much to drink. He hit his head on something, walked into my room with his head bleeding from the back, he passed out and I called the ambulance."

"Well, I have an idea but, I need your help." She said.

"Sure, I owe you one anyways-"

"You're the only one who knows Chester better than I do. If you were him, what outfit would you love to see me in the most?"

"Can we go to your closet to see what you have?" I asked. I really want to help her but, I don't know exactly what she owns.

"Of course, follow me-" she said. I had never noticed how many clothes she has. Then again, there's a lot of things I don't know about her ethier.

"How do you have so many clothes?" I asked.

"Well, most of them are band tees and a few band crop tops that I've made. But, I have a ton of ripped black skinny jeans." I looked around in her closet looking for the perfect outfit. I noticed that she had a pair of skin tight leather pants and boy do I know how much Chester loves leather and piercings.
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to be honest, I don't know if he really did love leather but, he looks hot in leather. Then again, Chester looks hot in anything too- in my heart and this story, he is forever alive so let's keep it at that-))

"Let's start of with bringing this out-" I said as I layer the pants across her bed.

"Holy shit Mike, I forgot all about those-" I dug through her closet again, finding a pair of black leather boots that match her outfit. These weren't your typical 'cheap fall boots' ethier. They looked like metal head boots and I know how much Chazzy loves his boots too. I swear, these two were made for each other. To complete the outfit, I looked through every band t shirt she had before finally finding a Stone Temple Pilots crop top. By the time I turned around, she had everything on and was doing her make up and hair.

"I never noticed you had a stomach piercing-" I said randomly.

"I mainly still have one not only because I can change it anytime I want but, rather because of my side job-"

"What is your side job?"

"Modeling for new motorcycles-" I was in shock yet I wasn't.

"That's awesome-" I said.

"It is pretty sweet considering that I have my own bike. But, aside from that, we need to focus on how to cheer Chester up or if he is going to even be... Okay-" She said.