Date: Mon, 11 Feb 2002 22:07:01 EST
From: WatchitcrumbIe@aol.com
Subject: linkin park love - 3

You guys should know the drill by now. I don't know anything about the
sexual preferences of these guys, particularly Chester Bennington. You
should be eighteen to be reading this, but... Well, this is the honor
system. Behave, you guys.

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So, watching the show with Samantha hanging over my shoulder wasn't nearly
as bad as I had imagined it would be. She shut up as soon as things
started, and remained quiet until it ended. With the exception of an
occasional "Isn't he cute?". I would have nodded my agreement, but... Well,
obviously I had no idea how any of them looked upon gays, so I decided I'd
keep them thinking that I was strictly heterosexual. Samantha was off as
soon as Chester had made his way offstage, leaving me to myself, with arms
folded over a mesh-clad chest, watching the others go by. I was kind-of
spacing out, I guess, because I never even noticed as one of the guys came
up to me.

"Hey, I'm Mike," the guy said.. Cute one, really. But nowhere near as good
looking as Chester was.

"Chester invite you here, I take it?"

I did nothing but nod slowly, eyebrows furrowed curiously.

"Yeah, I figured," He reached up and wiped his forehead with the back of
his wrist, "C'mon." He cocked his head to the side, gesturing for me to
follow him as he set off. So I went, however warily I did so. I didn't
trust people, regardless of who they were. With the exception of Chester,
who I pretty much opened up to from the very start. He apparently was
leading me to a room where I could wait, while the guys went and took care
of the 'Meet and Greet,' as Mike had put it. We stopped in front of a steel
fire-door, and his hand gestured towards it.

"You can hang in here while we finish up," He said "Sam ought to be inside
soon, if she isn't already," I felt myself cringe, but I hoped it wasn't
too obvious. Apparently it wasn't, because Mike left me with a simple
"Later," and headed off. I didn't want to go in. I couldn't. I didn't feel
much like having my ears talked off. In any event, I didn't want to look
rude, so I forced myself to go in. Usually, I wouldn't even care, but I
wanted to look nice for Chester. And what better way than to try and act
like I enjoy his wife's company? Much to my surprise (And to my relief), I
came to discover that she wasn't even in the little room that I had just
stepped in to. I sighed heavily in relief, and sat myself down against one
of the walls. Finally, I found myself alone, in a quiet room.. The lights
were relatively dim, but still, I found myself closing my eyes and I pulled
my knees into my chest, my arms holding them in place. I remained this way
for about twenty minutes, before I heard the low murmur of two voices in
the room next door to me. Even though up until a moment ago I didn't even
know there was another room.
         Now, I've never been the nosy type... But this low murmur, one
male, and one female, sounded..  A big angry, almost. I recognized the
female voice as Samantha almost immediately, so I could only assume that
the other belonged to Chester, and that got me to listening. Though I
wasn't about to go pressing my ear against the wall, I did concentrate as
hard as I could upon listening to what they were saying.

"What do you mean, 'it's probably not yours' ?!" Samantha sounded
incredulous.

"You heard me. That kid's probably not even mine!" Chester shouted.

"Fuck you! It's definitely yours."

"Yeah, I bet." His words were dripping with sarcasm.

"You know what? I'm sick of this shit. I'm going home, Chester. I'm sick of
this fucking tour, and I'm sick of the same fucking shit with you all the
fucking time!" she practically screamed. She was out in the hallway for the
last part of this, and at the end I heard a door slam, and footsteps
gradually trailing off down the hallway. I snapped back into reality with a
shake of the head, and a few soft knocks at the door.

"Yea?" I called out, a way for me to invite whoever it was in. I didn't
know why whoever it was didn't just.. walk inside. I lifted my gaze up
towards the door, and was shocked to find Chester standing there, leaning
weakly up against the doorframe as he shuffled inside and closed the door
behind him..

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Well, Guys. That's it for this installment to the story. as I said, things
are getting... Interesting, now.  Though there's no action as far as sex
goes, I promise there'll be some soon enough. I just want to make sure I
get things set up right. I'm in no rush, and you'll be glad you waited once
I do it.

Well, as always, your comments are more than welcome. E-mail 'em to me at

Watchitcrumbie@aol.com

Thanks!
'Later