Fallout

Breaking The Habit

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter! I usually write on my phone but it recently broke so it's 10x harder to write currently! I hope you enjoy the chapter nevertheless.

Mike's Point of View:

I knew something was wrong with Chester but I couldn't go after him. I wanted him to come to me and confess whatever is happening with him on his own. I waited a while but then there was finally the sound of knocking on my door. I opened it and saw Chester staring at me intensely.

"You don't have to knock, you live with me now." I reminded him and he just shrugged his shoulders. After letting out a deep sigh, he began to slowly roll up his sleeves. My eyes instantly flickered down and my heart dropped at the sight. I should've guessed this but I couldn't bring myself to face the worst possibility. "Chester,"

"I know. I shouldn't do this to myself and it's stupid and I'm sorry." He said softly, looking to the ground in shame. I stepped forward and put my arms around him, under his.

"It's not stupid and you shouldn't apologize. I understand. I mean, I just... I just don't want you to hurt yourself anymore. The drugs, this... I want it to stop. You shouldn't destroy yourself." I told him and pulled away from the hug. He looked me in the eyes with his haunting dark ones and I felt my heart swell.

"Why not? I deserve this, don't I?" He asked and I bit on my bottom lip, thinking about what to say.

"Why would you deserve it?" I asked and he seemed to not have an answer. He remained silent for a whole minute. "Exactly. You don't."

"But I do, honest. Sean would have an answer." He barely managed to say the last sentence.

"Sean doesn't matter, he's an asshole who's harassing you. Don't trust or believe him." I said firmly, a small flare erupting in me. "What does he want anyway?"

"I don't know." He said quietly but it could tell he actually knew. I sighed and looked back at his arms.

"Will you stop doing this?" I asked softly, lightly grasping his arm.

"I can try to but I can't promise anything." He bit on his bottom lip and I put my arms around him, hugging him firmly. I couldn't believe he was doing so much harm to himself.

"I want you to promise me. If you feel like doing it, come to me." I told him, slowly letting him go and staring into his dark eyes once again.

"It's just a habit-"

"I want to help you break it." I interrupted and he nodded his head.

"I understand." He paused slightly and sighed. "I'll tell you if I feel like doing it again."

"Thank you, I can't just stand by and watch you destroy yourself." I said softly and he nodded his head again.

Chester's Point of View

I felt extremely tempted to kiss Mike. He was being way too sweet and was oddly concerned for my well being. He seemed to know how to comfort me although we only just met a few days ago. When he hugged me, I couldn't believe how it felt. I've never had such a loving or comforting hug. I've only had pitiful of possessive ones that only make me feel worse.

"Mike, I just want to say I'm sorry." I spoke up after we had been silent for a few moments.

"For what? You've done nothing wrong."

"But I have, Mike. I just put all my baggage on you. I've done too much wrong. Sometimes within the time I've been here, I think I should go home and just stay with Samantha and Sean."

"Absolutely not, Chester. They are bad people who shouldn't be in your life. They probably influence all your bad habits too. Like Sean, he had that bag of cocaine with him. He wants you to rely on him. Don't give him that power." He said firmly, his eyes scrunching together as he thought. "I also want to help you get off the drugs. I want you to be happy and healthy."

"I'll try. Might as well knock off another habit." I sighed and he smiled softly. Breaking so many habits is going to be hard but if it'll make Mike happy, I'll do it. I think at this point I'd do anything to make Mike happy.