The Summer Of 1993 (Book 1)

The Fight

Chester’s POV
When I walked out of the house with the beers, I saw that dicks
hand go across Roxies’ ass I instantly lost it. Every ounce of restraint
I had went out the window, in that very moment I saw nothing but
red. My first reflex was to knock his fucking ass out. After punching
him straight in the face, I thought he would leave everything alone
and let me calm the fuck down. WRONG, that didn’t happen.
Obviously this mother fucker has no idea who he is dealing with. I
was really trying to keep some of my composure. I didn’t want Roxie
to see this side of me, I knew it would scare the fuck out of her. Not
exactly something I was trying to do. Then the mother fucker lipped
off again about having sex with her. That was it, I heard Roxie say my
name, I think she was trying to calm me down, although im not sure
because all I remember was yelling at her, then everything went
black. When I came to, two of my boys were pulling me off the mother
fucker that was laying on the ground with his face all fucking bloody. I
looked down at my knuckles they were bleeding and already starting
to bruise. When my memary started to come back I began shouting
at him and trying to break free to beat him some more. The guys had
a really good hold on me not letting me get loose, it wasn’t tell then
that I realized he wasn’t even conscious anymore. Fuck I thought
what the hell did I do? Did I kill the fucker? I hope not. My heart was
racing, I had so many thoughts and emotions running through me. I
went into the house with the guys sitting down at the bar in the
kitchen pouring myself a big shot of whiskey. I knew what was
coming and sure enough within minutes the cops were in the house
reading me my rights while putting my bands behind my back.
Without saying a word I allowed them to walk me outside and put me
in the back of the car. Just before they closed the door I made eye
contact with roxie silently trying to tell her I was sorry with an
apologetic look on my face.


Roxies POV
Once we got to the police station an officer stood up from
behind the counter and greeted us. I explained to the man that I was
here to bail out my boyfriend and that I needed to know how much
the bond amount was. After a few minutes of looking throught things
on the computer he stood back up and told me that chesters bail was
going to be Three hundred dollars. I just about fell over! Three
hundred dollars for a fist fight I said in total disbelief. What happened
to the old fifty dollar bond for assult? I asked him. Well Miss, it seems
this isn’t the first run in we have had with Mr. Bennington here at the
station. As a matter of fact there have been several different
accurances in the past few years. Therefore we cannot release him
on a normal fifty dollar bond. It’s okay Lea said taking out her wallet.
She handed the office the three hundered dollars and told him to
please hurry up and call to the back to have chester released.
Thank you so much Lea, but you shouldn’t have done that , I
would have figured out a way to come up with the money. It means a
lot to me, I explained to her. I will figure out a way to pay you back I
promise, I added.
I know it does sweetheart and don’t worry about the money, I
don’t care really. That’s all it is, she said. Just money. Chester is like
a brother to me, just promise me you will take care of yourself and
help him get through all this shit. One of these days he can repay me
when he reaches his full potential, She smiled at me and walked
back out to the car to wait with Dez.
When the officer brought chester out I immediately started to
tear up again. He seemed completely unfazed by all of this. He had a
distant look in his eyes that I had never seen before, when his eyes
finally met mine he gave me a half smile. He looked away after a
minute and leaned down to the counter to sign his discharge papers.
Once he was done with the papers he walked over to me and put his
hands on the side of my face using his thumbs to wipe away the
falling tears. He gave me a genlt kiss on my forehead and softly said he was sorry. HE continued to wipe my tears away, telling me it was
okay not to cry. But it wasn’t okay, I knew it wouldn’t be okay until he
got his addiction under control. Its hard to explain what I felt for him
in that moment, It couldn’t be love could it? It’s too soon I thought to
myself. I feel so empty when he isn’t with me, When I don’t feel his
gentle touch or hear his sweet voice. What is wrong with me?
Chesters POV
God I felt my heart break when I walked out of those doors and saw
her crying in the lobby. Why? Why must you fuck up everything? I
thought to myself. FUCK I thought again for the thousandth time
tonight. I had to sign my release papers before I could do anything
else, but as soon as I was done I went straight to her. I hated that I
made her cray, this was all my fault. I am the one who made her
worry about me, im the one who made her scared. This is never what
I wanted, I’m always fucking shit up.
Baby, I said to her trying to calm her down. NO such luck she
just continued to cry. I took her head in my hands and gently started
to wipe away her tears while giving her a gentle kiss. Chester you
have to get this shit under control before you loose her, was the last
thing I thought.