Chester Bennington - Unusual Neighbor

Good things happen when you least expect them

Before I knew it, I found myself driving back to Phoenix with a lighter heart inside my chest. I got the chance to talk to my mother again before leaving, to amend things more properly. We had a one-hour conversation about my life and about everything that went on for these past years, which ended with her asking me for advice on how to make my sisters do something with their lives.

I know that Rachel loves fashion and clothes, so something inside the fashion world could be a good future for her. Monica loves numbers, economy,  management or something related to finances would be good for her. They only need to know the possibilities and have someone to support them.

That's all we ever needed: our parents' support.

I looked at the tall building I live in, smiling as the memories from the weekend flooded my mind. I was happy the way my life was going, no matter what happens.

I parked the car on my usual spot, just outside the main door of the building and took a deep breath once I felt the tender breeze of the night.

Then, I took my bags off the trunk of my car and walked to my apartment.

The corridor was quiet and properly illuminated. Oddly, my heart started beating faster as my eyes fell on my neighbor's door. Everything seemed so calm and agitated at the same time. I ignored those feelings and turned around to insert my key in my keyhole, but at the back of my head, something told me to stop.

I turned around and, without thinking twice, I knocked on Chester's door. I just needed to see him. But my hopes faded away when after a minute of waiting, his door remained closed. I leaned in and placed my ear against his door to check if he wasn't really there. No noises were heard, so I decided to go inside my apartment and call it a night.

When I got in, I glanced over the couch and trembled as I replayed last Thursday's events. How Chester's breathing caused goosebumps on my skin so easily, and how he just leaned in, almost touching my lips with his.

I don't understand what happened for him to go away like that, I mean -- I know that Peter's message was odd and horrible to hear, but it wasn't my fault. It had nothing to do with us, nor what was about to happen.

Talking of Peter, I didn't even remember that weird message. I never really called him back, so I never knew what happened.

Maybe I should do it, he was there for me since the beginning and he didn't even know me that well.

When I decided to give him a call, I stilled. My bell rang and my heart started beating fast inside my chest, my first thought going to Chester. But as I opened the door I saw a very distressed Nicole, shaking uncontrollably. She rushed inside my apartment, leaving me speechless with an open door.

"I know you're going to be pissed off, but I'm sorry, I need to tell you this," she started rambling about things that made no sense -- about something like a date she had and things that happened in the last couple of weeks.

I furrowed my brows and stood there looking at her, while she walked from one side to the other in my living room. If she didn't stop she would make a hole in the ground.

At last, she let her body fall on the couch and calmed down, finally being able to speak something understandable.

"Peter. I. Like. Peter. I don't know what happened, but here I am. We traded phone numbers after going out with you and Chester. Then... we just went on dates together... and it happened."

"What happened?" I walked slowly to the couch.

"He kissed me." She got up to a sitting position, to look me in the eyes while she said it. "I don't what's going on! I like him, I really like him. But I'm not sure I'm ready for this right now."