You are mine ~ Bennoda ✔️

••• 44. Until It's gone •••

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Chester didn't show up at Phoenix' house. He didn't show up at any of the guys' houses, I even called my mother but he wasn't there either.

I decided to wait a little longer but after 2 more hours he still didn't show. I called and texted everyone. No one knew where he was. Or who he could possibly be with.

God! Where could he be?! I didn't even bother putting on my jacket as I ran outside. The rain was pouring from the sky.

I ran to every place that Chester could possibly be. Not caring about running our of stamina. Not caring about the tears staining my cheeks.

"Chester!" I yelled. I screamed out his name once again with all the might of my now burning lungs "Chester!"

I went to every place he could be. But he was nowhere to be found. The rest of the guys were probably also looking for Chester so I called the guys one by one.

"Brad?"

"I'm sorry Mike.. I can't find him either."

"Joe?"

"Sorry man.."

"Dave?"

"Nothing. I looked everywhere."

"Rob?"

"Sorry Mike.."

I went home and felt dizzy. Fear was sinking in. What if he's dead and the last thing he heard of me was me insulting him.. guilt, sadness and fear mixed.

"Dad? Where is daddy?" I heard Draven cry. Chester was usually the one that could calm Draven down best. I hugged him tightly "he's.. he's uhm.. he's having a sleepover at Dave's house."

"I'm scared.." Draven whispered. So am I..

"shh, it's gonna be okay. Try and go back to sleep okay?" Draven nodded as he disappeared upstairs.

Jaime came downstairs, his cheeks had dried tears "Where is dad?"

"I don't know..." I said as tears started running again. He must've heard the fight too. Jaime sat down at the table "so, no one can find him?" He asked with a shaky voice. I shook my head, also breaking down. We were all worried sick and he was just gone for 7 hours. I really underestimated how much I'd miss him.

I just cried and cried until my head was pounding.

I noticed that it was 4 am, I should try and get some sleep.. I just hoped that Chester would just walk through that door again.

I went upstairs to a now lonely bedroom. It was quiet, not having Chester's comforting breathing next to me. Not hearing or feeling his heart beating next to me. Not feeling his heat radiating on me.

No, this is me alone. In the cold, in the dark and the killing silence. I cried myself to sleep after more hours of laying awake.

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The next morning, well, morning.. it was 5:30, I turned around, expecting to see Chester, but no, no one was there. Just an empty side of the bed.

In the morning I went to report a missing file. I know he's only been gone for a day, but somethings not right about it. When someone's gone without a trace. No one knows where Chester is.. but he's not gone. He can't be gone. I'm sure he'll come back soon.

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A few days later, the police went looking for Chester, but he was nowhere to be found. He's not gone. He's not gone. He is not gone.

I drove through the cold, snowy streets, the radio playing in the background.

"This is my December, This is my time of the year. This is my December, this is all so clear."

I gripped the steering wheel as I felt my eyes prickling.

"This is my December, this is my snow covered home. This is my December, this is me alone."

A tear ran down my face. This is me alone. I'm alone now. The last thing Chester saw of me was me getting mad at him...

"And I, just wish that didn't feel like there was something I missed. And I, take back all the things I said to make you feel like that. And I, just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed. And I, take back all the things I said to you."

Why did I have to drive him to run away again? It's all my fault that he's gone now.. I do take back all the things I said to make him so upset.

"And I give it all away, just to have somewhere to go to. Give it all away, to have someone to come home to."

I started blaming myself, it is my fault after all. I caused him to run away. Now I don't have him to come home to. I needed to feel his warm embrace one more time. I needed him.

"This is my December, these are my snow covered dreams, this is me pretending, this is all I need."

All I need right now is to know that Chester is okay. I arrived home so I got out of the car, the freezing air blowing in my face. I went upstairs and looked for any type of thing that could lead to Chester's disappearance. But nothing. I started crying again, something I tend to do a lot lately. I just want him back, I need to know where he is.

Chester's PoV, the day after he went missing.

It was cold, dark and I was tied to a chair, the rope was cutting into my arms and legs. I tried to remember what the hell happened.

I remember going to Dave's house, but on my way, someone pressed a rag with a chemically smell against my face, next thing I knew I passed out and now I'm here.. in something that looks like an abandoned warehouse.

"Wake up, sleepyhead.." I heard someone say. I opened my eyes some more. The voice was robotic, It couldn't be of someone in this room, they were someone else and were using a voice changer.

"So, Chester. Now you can face what has been coming to you all along. I told you, if you don't listen, bad things happen. Now, the worst will happen."

"W-who are you?" I asked.

The person chuckled "I expected that you'd want to know. So, here we go."

The person turned off the microphone they were using and the door of the room opened.

I saw the person that was behind all of this...