Secrets (A Chester Bennington Fan Fiction)

.4.

My aunt was spending a few days in our house. 

She's a pretty nice lady. Single. Rich. And wild. Whenever she visits, there's always some adventure she shares with us and I pray for one day to have the same opportunities she has. Since there are only three bedrooms, my parent's, my brother's and mine, she uses to sleep with me.

I don't mind, really. At least, I didn't mind until now.

It was getting part of Chester's routine to climb up my window after saying goodbye to Mike and, since my aunt was sleeping there, he couldn't. So, I have been in a bad mood, even though my aunt was a funny woman, and the sexual tension between Chester and I was increasing. I can't even stay for more than five minutes in the same room as him, I start feeling my heart pounding against my chest.

I also try to avoid looking him in the eyes, otherwise, I feel myself blushing and smiling. I feel stupid and like a teenager whenever he's around.

We have been into this arrangement for five months and the feelings I have towards him had increased with every kiss, every touch, and every look. What was worrying me the most was the fact that I had no idea what his feelings for me were. I had no idea what were his intentions. We never talked about compromises. I never told him how crazy in love I was for him and I wondered if that was even a good idea.

"Amy, can you get the door?" My mother's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I was setting the table for diner, a table for six. It didn't make sense for me, but when I opened the door to see who was knocking, Chester smiled nervously.

"I'm not late, ain't I?" He asked.

"Late?"

"For diner. Mike invited me," he said.

"Oh," I allowed him to enter. "I had no idea."

Chester greeted my parents and my aunt, who has always said how gorgeous the young man was and came back to the dining room, where I was finishing my task, now with trembling hands.

He came from behind me, gluing his crotch to my ass and kissing my neck, sending a wave of electricity through every inch of my skin and making it quiver.

I pushed him away, afraid someone might enter and see him that close.

"I miss you," he said.

"I miss you too, but if someone sees us --"

"I don't care," he interrupted me, pulling me by my waist and kissing me passionately.

As usual, I felt my legs trembling. Come on, every part of my body trembles because of him. How was that even possible?

I pushed him away, once again.

"When does your aunt leaves?"

"Tomorrow," I replied, trying not to sound too relieved.

"Nice," he whispered. "I will visit you tomorrow night, then."

"No, you won't," I said, trying to suppress my smile. "Do you think you can just climb to my bedroom, fuck me, and then leave?"

"Yes," he said, smirking devilishly. "But I can stay over this time."

My smile vanished for a moment. 

"You can't," I said. "Besides, I'm bored with you."

Chester became pale and serious all of a sudden. Didn't he know I was joking? Jesus. Well, anyway, I decided to play with him.

"We always fuck in my bedroom. Why not try something different?" I smirked.

"My house will be empty next weekend. I can fuck you there," he replied, helping me fold the napkins, and relaxing a little bit.