Broken

Chapter Eleven

Chester's Pov:

After the heroin was introduced back into my body, I could feel my brain already needing it. I could tell it was the start of an addiction that I wouldn't be able to control. Elisa offered me more coke and before I could object, she placed three lines in front of me. I bit my bottom lip, the heroin clouding my judgement as I bent to take it in.

"Chester, no!" Mike's voice suddenly reached my ear as I was knocked to the ground. I let out a groan of pain, not realizing I did as the drugs were too far into my system.

"M-Mike?" I stuttered, suddenly feeling out of breath.

"How could you?!" He yelled at Elisa who was far too gone in her own head. She giggled and toppled over to her side. Samantha's buzz was cut and she stood up in front of Mike.

"It wasn't her fault Chazzy took that shit! He went to her!" She pointed at me and glared Mike straight in the eye.

"I don't care who went to who, I care about who gave him this stuff and knew he already had this problem!" He snapped, hands balled into fists. I tried to tell him that it wasn't Elisa or Sam's fault but my voice wouldn't come.

"How the hell do you know?! I know for a fact Chaz wouldn't have told you!" She growled, pointing out something I completely forgot about. Mike didn't know about this. He wouldn't have come here if he hadn't known what I was doing here. How could he have possibly known?!

"Chazzy baby is a good boy, Mr. Mike sir." Elisa chuckled, sitting back up. She looked at Mike and smiled dumbly. "But I think little Chaz needs help right about now."

Mike looked back to me and gasped. I realized I couldn't move as I turned my head slightly, attempting to lift my arms up. I felt horribly ill as Mike came to me and held me onto his lap. I suddenly felt peaceful as Mike's tears fell onto my face as my eyes closed shut. I didn't understand what was happening but I felt like I had broken free.

I struggled to open my eyes again as I heard muffled yelling. I think it was Mike, I wish I had the strength to tell him to be quiet, I was trying to sleep. As my blurred view came in, I saw Brad hovering over me. I tried to focus my eyes on him but I was just too weak. My eyes felt heavy again and closed but my ears began clearing.

".....Can't believe...Why did this...Oh God..." Mike's voice was coming in and out. He was really loud and sounded as though he was crying. "...You have to let me see...PLEASE...I can't just...No...No...NO, I won't!"

"Chaz, please you have to come back. Please, we can't do this without you. We need you Chaz, we love you!" Brad's voice echoed in my ears, my eyes fluttered open again and I trained my eyes on him, seeing his eyes red and full of tears, cheeks flushed.

"Phi, Joe, Rob!" He screamed for them, hurting my ears even more. Why was he screaming? He helped me sit up and he hugged me tightly as I gazed over his shoulder, seeing Phoenix, Joe, and Rob trying to pull Mike away from me, why are they doing that?!

"..M-Mike..." I choked out weakly, my arms barely rising to reach for him. I coughed hard and began feeling light headed.

"Let me go to him!" Mike yelled and less than ten seconds afterwards, he was cradling me in his arms. "Chester, don't you dare leave me again. I can't live without you, please, Ches. Please," He begged, tears flooding down his face.

"Where am I?" I whispered roughly, my head weakly resting on Mike's shoulder.

"You're at the hospital, Chaz. The...The doctors say you overdosed." He told me, I could feel tears touch my shoulder. Everything was a blur, I couldn't remember everything.

"M-Mike," I coughed, tears pricking my eyes. He pulled away and looked at me. "I am so sorry, Mikey. I am so sorry. I didn't mean it, I really didn't. I love you, I love you so much."

"Chaz, please don't do this again, I need you. Don't leave me again. T-They wanted me to leave you, Ches. They said you wouldn't make it. They said you died. I felt my entire life just fall apart," Mike sniffled and squeeze me tightly. A doctor came into the room and smiled softly at us.

"Mr. Shinoda, if you will, I need to take some tests." He spoke softly and Mike rose, letting me go. I sat on the bed, tears falling down my face as I watched him leave. He looked back and broke into sobs again. I'll never forget this, how much I hurt him with my mistakes. The way he looked at me and just couldn't help crying. I felt horrible.

"Did I really die?" I asked quietly as the doctor checked the machines connected to me.

"No, Mr. Shinoda would not leave the room. Three of your friends had to haul him out as one stayed with you. We were about to pull the plug, you've been here for weeks." He informed me. I was about to die. I was about to leave this world forever. I was about to leave Mike. I felt absolutely horrible. It would've been better if I was left for dead.

I couldn't believe I've been here for weeks, I suppose that's why Mike didn't have his usual charming smell. I was in a complete state of awe and shock. I was asleep for weeks but I still felt so tired.