Nothing Left || A Chester Bennington X Reader Fan Fiction

Chapter Thirteen - Me And A PO

**Hello my lovelies! As you know, that high school life is hard so, I'm working on this story as much as possible so please bare with. But, without further adue, enjoy!

-Foxy**

**Alishbia's POV**

After Chester and I were done singing together, I saw my PO with the lady at the front desk who I got into a argument with. My PO's name was Joe Collins. Most people called him Officer Collins but I just called him Joe.

"I need to speak with you-" Joe said to me.

"Welp, let's go. Mike, can you please put my guitar away?"

"No problem. We'll take care of Chester for now." Mike said and with that, Joe and I headed out to a private place to talk.

"Why did you do it?" He asked.

"Do what?"

"Alishbia Viper Galiomar don't you dare fucking play dumb with me."

"What the fuck did I do!?" I yelled at him. But he just shook his head and pulled out his hand cuffs.

"What the hell, Joe?"

"You have messed up big time and have left me no choice but to lock you up with all men for 24 hours."

"All I did was argue with a nurse and she's the one who started it. She's lucky I didn't beat her ass." He didn't say a word after that. He just dragged me up to Chazzy's room so I could say goodbye.

"Alishbia is going to be locked up for 24 hours for assault to a nurse."

"I didn't assault shit." I said as I left all of my belongs with Chester and gave him a quick kiss as he hugged me.

"Love you baby." Chester said.

"Love you too-" and within no time, I was dragged into the men's side of the jail house. As I walked pass all of the cells, they stared at me like I was candy. "Disgusting." I thought to myself. I was thrown into a cell with about eight other men who were quite built too. As soon as the cell was locked and the officer was away, one of them smacked me right on across my back. I turned around right then and there.

"Who smacked my back?" I asked in a aggressive tone.

"I did-" A man with a familiar voice said. I looked at the man for a second. Blue eyes, dirty blonde hair, neck tattoo. Tattoos. Corey.

"Corey?" I said in a shocking yet not surprised tone.

"I'm surprised to see you in the most dangerous men's cell there is."

"What did you do, Alishbia?" A man with a backwards baseball cap said. I knew it was Fred.

"How many more people are in here that I know?"

"There's Serj Tankin." Corey said. "We all got into a war with who started the riots. Soon enough, we started a riot ourselves. Look who's across from us." I looked across our cell to see Billie Joe Armstrong, Gerard Way, Brendon Urie and Andy Biersack. I was surprised yet, I was not. I stared at Brendon Urie.

"You know, I wonder how your fanbase would feel if they saw you in jail. Considering that you're 'so innocent' yet your fan base is a bunch of 12 year olds who don't know what good music is." I said right to him as he stood right up and looked at me.

"I'm going to give you one chance to take that back!" He yelled.

"Not over my dead body."

"Well, your music isn't that good ethier."

"I'm glad a noob like you doesn't like it. It's not made for everyone."

"Stop outsmarting me!" He yelled. I just smirked.

"Isn't it weird that we get to wear our normal clothes at this jail?" Suddenly, I herd quite a few of familiar voices yelling at each other.

"Mike, this is your fucking fault!"

"How is it MY fucking fault Brad!?"

"Brad, Shut the fuck up!"

"No, you should Rob! You're the one who started this!"

"Because I thought WE as a BAND could stop it TOGETHER!"

"SHUT UP! All OF YOU ARE SO DAMN ANNOYING!"

"Joe, relax man-" I herd a awfuly familiar voice say. I herd footsteps coming my way.

"Is that, Chester Bennington? Oh my God! He makes me turn so gay!" Brendon said in a fangirl voice. I smirked as an idea came to mind.

"Does he now?" I said with a smirk to Brendon.

"Yeah, he does! And he would date me before he would ever date a animal like you!" Right then and there, I saw Chester pop up and go right to the cell where Brendon was.

"Dont you EVER call my girlfriend a animal again! And even if she is one, she's my animal!" Chester yelled at Brendon. His mouth opened wide but. I noticed that all five of them had handcuffs on.

"Well, we can't put the Blonde with forehead so, were just going to have to throw him in with the emo, tattoo boy, doucheness, and top hat. I'll also put flannel in with them too. And with that, the guard threw Chester and Mike into the same cell as me, Corey, Serj, and Fred.

"As for you, Asian, hippie, and curls, you're going in with forehead, goth and ghost boy." The guard said as he aggressively pushed them into the cell. Soon after the guard left, we started to talk.

"So, where's Phoenix?" I asked.

"He's in Ireland with his family at the moment." Rob said.

"When did he leave?"

"A few hours before you got home."

"Oh. Hope he's having a better time then us right now-" A few minutes passed before anyone said something again.

"I highly doubt the the Chester Bennington from Linkin Park is your boyfriend. I want him." Brendon said. Chester walked over to me and started to kiss me. We started to make out as I looked at Brendon and he was furious. Chester and I stopped after a few minutes. I just laughed. Being evil had never felt so good. There may be 23 hours left in this shitty cell but, I ain't complaining. Just as long as I got my boo~

**Hello lovelies! I literally have no idea what the actual fuck happened in this chapter but, I hoped that you enjoyed it! I don't hate Brandon Urie however, I think he is praised way too much. Anyway, if you enjoyed this chapter, lete know and please give me more ideas cause I'm running out. Anyway, take care!

                -Foxy**