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brianna
that was sweeeet....i really like this story....keep it up and put up ch. 3 sooooon....i really like your writing...please hurry and write more soon....

~I would like to begin by thanking Brianna for her review... I am glad someone decided to review, I almost decided not to post this chapter. I wasn't sure if people liked it or not, so just because she reviewed, this Chapter is dedicated solely to her, and she gets the pleasure of knowing that the only reason why this story is even being continued is because of her. =D~

~Disclaimers: This in no way reflects the lives of the band members in this story. I do not own Linkin Park, KoRn, but mainly Chester Bennington and Jonathan Davis. However… MAJESTIQUE IS MY CREATION! Hahahahahaha. Thank you to those who have reviewed this story so far, you made me want to write this chapter. Once more please REVIEW so that I will want to continue the next Chapter!!!!!!!!! Anyway, please enjoy the next Chapter of Carousel. ~

CHAPTER 3: The Diary

Chester sighs as he wipes his hand on the mirror of the hotel bathroom, clearing the steam away that had covered the glass during his shower so he could view himself. He looked tired, worn, and worried. Hell he was all three truthfully, and has been since he talked to Majestique. He was concerned for her safety, and had noticed her watching him during his performance tonight.

Shaking his head he pulls of the towel he had wrapped around his body and got dressed as his mind shifted through everything with Majestique. He had barely walked out of the bathroom with hair fixed before Mike burst through the room door as if rabid dogs were chasing him.

“Mike, what the hell…”

“Chester! M-Maj… H-Hallway… J-Journal!”

“Mike slow down… here, come and sit down a moment to catch your breath, then explain.”

Mike’s heart was racing as Chester sat him down on the bed. He had so much to say, but he took his friend’s advice and took a deep breath, slowly catching his breath, before he began to speak, clutching Maj’s journal in his hand.

“I was walking out of the elevator when I ran into Jonathan, we spoke, and he seemed kinda smug but I didn’t think anything of it… so I went to Joe’s room to get the painting he was working on. Well, not long after I left I was plowed into by someone and knocked to the ground,” he said before pausing looking at Chester’s reaction which was interest, calm, and patience. He used his friend’s strength to calm down then continued.

“ That person who plowed into me Chaz was a beaten and battered Majestique.”

Chester felt his anger boil over, but he held the feeling inside, remaining in control. He had to hear the rest before he ran out the room with the intent to kill.

“Where is she now Mike?”

Mike bit his lip for a moment before looking at his hands no longer able to look at Chester. He felt bad he had let her go, and now she was all alone, hurt, and in New York City, and to make matters worse… it was his entire fault for letting her run.

“When I tried to find out what happened she told me she couldn’t then pushed me and ran off. It was then that I noticed, as I was picking up the painting, that she had dropped her book… Chester, its her journal, and well…” he broke off and handed Chester the journal after opening it to the page where it first talks about him, then finished speaking.

“Read it for yourself.”

Chester took the journal knowing that this had to be important for Mike to break the privacy code. He was the page of pictures that was before the entry and they were all of him. He took a deep breath before he began to read, closing out everything and everyone around him.

Journal 21st February 2002

Today a realization hit me and I am not sure at all how to handle it. As you know my relationship with Jonathan is slowly falling apart, and I am slowly becoming unhappy. I know I deserve better, but there is still something inside of me that wants to attempt to hold this relationship together, and for the last month I have been trying to do just that, only to have all my work shredded as it finally dawned on me…

I do not love Jonathan… I am in love with Chester Bennington.

I know this is crazy, but it’s true! I have been his friend for two years now, and it never occurred to me until today when we were wrestling each other and he pinned me to the ground, his hips pressing into mine. It was then that the feelings described in romance novels hit me hard…

I started to tremble, my heart was beating fast, time froze, my body grew heated, everything disappeared until there was only him, and me and I felt like I was flying! Yeah, I got it bad. I didn’t do anything as Mike helped Chester up, and then Chester helped me, taking my hand and leading me up off the ground. My stomach did somersaults at how perfect it felt to have my hand in his, but to cover it up I slowly pulled my hand away calmly. Jonathan showed up then and the rest of the picnic went on with no more contact between Chester and I.

Journal I know I cannot be with him, I know this, it’s just hard knowing I am in love with him and can never have him. Jonathan is beginning to turn cold and violent and I am not going to be surprised if he starts to beat me. Shit. I have to go Jonathan is calling a meeting with the band.

~Chester couldn’t believe what he was reading; she had fallen in love with him. Swallowing the lump in his throat he continued reading. ~

Journal 30th February 2002

Sorry I haven’t written in a while, I have been busy on the tour. That’s right I said tour. We are on tour with LINKIN PARK! I am so happy. I get to see Chester everyday for the next 5 months or so. Jonathan has been really crude since the tour started. Just yesterday he started an argument with Chester and would not let it go. Chester finally walked off not wanting to continue the childish argument. It was so stupid I don’t even remember what it was over.

Jonathan has even started on me yelling at me when I said to drop the argument because it was stupid. When we got to the hotel he told me I was “some girlfriend” because I didn’t take his side. He pushed me too. I couldn’t believe it! It was the first time he had ever physically done something to me in anger. I am kinda scared. If he cannot stop himself from pushing me in anger I bet he would even hit me! Shit. I gotta close he is yelling at me again.

Journal 10th March 2002

He was so handsome today he made my heart leap when he walked into the room. The way his clothes hung on his perfect frame, the way his hair stood perfectly spiked, the color like corn silk in the golden rays of the sun, his dark eyes so intense and enchanting that he took my breath away, his scent surrounding me, caressing, teasing, pleading for me to tell him the truth.

Things between Jonathan and I are no longer the same. He has become so crude and selfish. He doesn’t make love to me anymore, it is rough now and it hurts. I call out his name in feigned pleasure when truthfully, in my head, I am calling to Chester to save me from this pain. I am not sure how much more I can take in this relationship. I don’t love Jonathan, and the way he has been treating me is seriously making me hate him.

Even now he is yelling at me to come to bed. I am no fool I know what he wants. He wants to sleep with me, and I do not really want to go through the rough sex tonight. I am not happy here! I want out of this relationship! Yeah, I know I am writing this, but I will never do it. I do not think he will let me go without a fight. I gotta close he is walking this way.

Journal 11th March 2002

I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! He hit me… he actually hit me last night, and raped me. I have never been so depressed and hurt in all my life. Let me explain what happened so you can fully understand this.

He knows.

I know that doesn’t tell you much, but he knows that I am in love with Chester. You see he read my last entry yesterday. He snatched it from me right after I wrote the last sentence! I tried to get it back, but he grabbed my hair and held me there, then proceeded to read it aloud as I struggled to get my hair free from his harsh grip. He read up to the part when I said I cry out in feigned pleasure when he has sex with me when I am really crying to Chester to save me.

I have never seen him so angry. As soon as he had finished the sentence he threw the journal and grabbed me by my arms and backhanded me so that I hit the bed in a spin. He started yelling calling me a bitch, screaming Chester’s name, asking if Chester was whom I wanted. I tried to sit up, but he hit me again… it hurt so much. He then climbed on top of me and ripped my blouse right off my body.

I… I pleaded in tears screaming for him to stop, not to do it, and he only threw my words back in my face from my journal hitting me again, before he ripped the rest of my clothing off. I was so scared. I knew what was going to happen and I was powerless to do anything. I tried again to plead him not to do it, but he told me to shut up. I started praying for him to change his mind, but it was fruitless.

I felt sheer pain as he tore his way inside of me and I know he had to have felt me rip inside, but he didn’t stop. He kept thrusting, tearing me inside with each thrust! It hurt so much, and I did nothing but cry beneath him, screaming Chester’s name over and over again in my head wishing he could hear me. I wanted him to save me so bad, I wanted him to stop the pain, but I knew he couldn’t. I felt Jonathan on the brink of release and I tightened my body around him to force it, but it also caused him to tear me more inside. I couldn’t hold on and I felt so weak, the next thing I knew complete darkness surrounded me.

When I woke up a doctor was with me and told me he was going to check me out. I didn’t do anything just allowed him to look at me, but broke down when he had to look in between my legs. I didn’t want him to, but I knew he had to so I looked away and saw the blood soaked sheers that had been removed from the bed and replaced with clean ones. It only made me cry harder to know that he had done this to me. How could he do this? I felt the doctor’s finger probing inside of me and broke down into hysterical sobs, not because of the pain it caused, but because I didn’t want to be touched. I knew he was only doing his job, but it made me remember what Jonathan had done, and I felt worthless… dirty. I still feel that way. I feel like I was not meant to live. Oh god… I want to die.

When I woke today I didn’t see Jonathan, which was a blessing in itself. I don’t want to see him. I do not think I can handle it. How do you face someone who is destroying you inside? I have taken my medication that I found beside the bed, and I am getting drowsy. I found you under my pillow and I guess that the doctor had placed it there, knowing that I would need a way to get all the feelings inside of me out somehow. There is some food on my table beside the bed, and yet I cannot get myself to eat it. I do not want it. I just want to waste away and die. I cannot take all this pain inside of me… it is tearing me up inside. I am not even sure how much longer I can hold onto my sanity. I want to see Chester… I want him to come and hold me and tell me everything will be all right, that he will take care of me, but I know it won’t happen.

I will never get out of this relationship with Jonathan without dying; I know this now. He told me he would never let me go to Chester. I can’t even talk to anyone about what happened because I do not want them to get hurt. I really don’t want Chester hurt. I love him so much, and I cannot have him, and that is what hurts the most, especially now, when I need him so much. Forgive all the tear blots on this entry; this has all been really hard to write. I am feeling really tired now so I am going to close… hopefully if god loves me I will not awaken, and this will be my last entry… but then again… I am not that lucky.

Chester closed the journal and let the tears in his eyes fall. He felt like shit. She had been beaten and raped 2 weeks ago, not sick, and she had called to him for help. There were more journal entries, but he didn’t want nor need to read more, he had read enough. He wasn’t sure what to do; his heart was heavy. She had suffered great pain because she loved… him. That was just too much, and the fact that she wanted to die made it even worse, and now she was gone and hurt again, and he didn’t know what to do. He felt like he failed her.

Mike watched Chester read the journal and the different emotions that had come across his face. It had hurt him to see Chester so hurt, angry, and upset, but he knew that Chester would think of a way to help Majestique or die trying.

“Do you have any idea where she could have gone Mike?”

“No…” Mike replied startled to hear Chester speak.

“What are you going to do?”

Chester sighs shaking his head before looking at Mike as he asked that question, then replied to him truthfully, feeling completely worthless.

“I don’t know Mike… I don’t know.”

“Well how about we call the guys to the room and ask them to help us look for her… it really is the only thing we can do right now.”

Chester nodded his head and then moved to the phone and picked it up dialing Joe and Rob’s room and told them to come to his room and to grab Brad and Phoenix as well. He would have to think of a plan before they got there.

A few minutes later Brad, Rob, Joe, and Phoenix all sat in Chester and Mike’s room listening to Chester give them the low down on everything that had happened up to that moment. They felt complete anger, that sonofabitch had actually hurt their friend, and eventually they would make sure his ass paid the full price, but right now that was not the problem… finding Majestique was.

“Well we can split into groups of twos and search the immediate area for her, if she is walking then she hasn’t gone far…” Rob suggested watching Chester pace in front of him. He knew this had to be really hard on his friend with his past and all.

“That sounds good… Chester and I will go in one group, Rob… you and Joe go in another, and Brad and Phe in another. We will meet back here in two hours to regroup if we do not find her… keep in contact on the cell phones. Is that fine with you Chester?”

Chester didn’t hear any of it… his mind was going a mile a minute thinking about all the times he had felt something powerful with Maj, and never acted upon it. He loved her as well, and never even realized it, and now it may be too late. He had to fine her; he just had to.

“Chester!”

Chester looked at Mike his thoughts broken as his friend yelled at him.

“Huh?”

“I said is that fine with you?”

Chester nodded his head, not really knowing what the hell Mike was talking about. He nearly jumped out of his skin as he felt Joe’s hand on his shoulder.

“Do not worry Chaz… we’ll find her.”

Chester nodded his head and would have smiled if he had not been so worried. His friends were always there for him, and he knew that if anyone could find her it would be them.

“Thanks Joe.”

MEANWHILE…

Jonathan had returned to his room to find that Maj was gone and his suitcase had been gone through, when he realized what was missing he panicked and then stormed out of the room to find her and to break her fucking neck. Who did that damn girl think she was? He would make her pay for leaving the fucking room. He felt himself smiling suddenly; it would feel good to make her cry in pain again. Recently with all the arguments and hitting her he realized that he was beginning to enjoy her submissiveness greatly and he would be damned if it would be taken from him now.

BACK IN CHESTER AND MIKE’S ROOM

Everyone sat now with their cell phones, and was ready to go search for Maj. Chester was still upset, and everyone knew he wouldn’t calm down until Maj was safe, and they couldn’t blame him. If someone had been hurt like she had because they were in love with them they would feel the same way.

“Let’s go,” Mike said after putting on his beanie before walking to the door and opening it. Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw and he froze his eyes on the person standing before him.

“What is it Mike? Who’s at the door? Man step aside and let them in,” Chester said walking out of the bathroom with his beanie also on his head.

Mike knew this was a bad idea but he stepped aside and let the person into the room his dark eyes going to Chester.

Chester stood there feeling pure fury hit him like a ton of bricks as Jonathan Davis walked into the room as if nothing were wrong. Before he could even talk himself out of it he ran toward the bastard and knocked him to the ground and began to punch him in a blind fury.

Jonathan had walked into the room with a smug grin on his face. He has decided to search here for Majestique first before he went off to find her on his own. He didn’t even get to speak before Chester jumped him and started beating the fuck out of him with a strength that was amazing for one so small.

“You sonofabitch! I’ll fucking kill you for what you did to her!”

Jonathan heard the words fall from the smaller man’s lips in screams that were just as loud as the ones he bellowed onstage. He flung him off of him before attempting to stand.

He didn’t get the chance.

Chester hit the bed and felt Mike grab him to stop him but he just pushed him off and ran back toward a crawling Jonathan who was trying to get to his feet and kicked him in the gut and proceeded to stomp the fuck out of him. He was not himself, he was a madman controlled by the rage that had swelled up inside, swallowing him.

“Chester stop!” Mike screamed and went to stop him again only to get held back by Joe, Brad, Rob and Phe.

“Let him go Mike… he has to do this,” Rob, who was normally the peaceful one, said shaking his head. He knew that Chester would go through each of them to get to Jonathan.

Jonathan felt the breath go out of his body at each kick the smaller man gave him. Fuck. Where did he get this strength? He finally got himself under control and stood again pushing Chester off of him and reared back punching him right in the face.

Chester didn’t feel a thing as Jonathan hit him, and sent a punch of his own back before pushing Jonathan into the wall and proceeded to send rights and lefts blindly intending to kill the fucker. All he saw in his eyes was the pain Maj must of felt, and he wanted Jonathan to pay. He felt the blood on his hands and he still didn’t stop, and felt Jonathan push him again right into the others who were watching. This time they grabbed him and held on. Chester started to struggle attempting to get free.

“Let me go… Let me fucking go guys… he deserves to pay!”

“Chaz man let it go… we have to go and find Majestique… come on,” Rob said fighting to hold onto his friend with the others as Jonathan got up and glared at Chester with nothing but hatred.

“You thought you could have her didn’t you Chester, well you can’t because I will never let her go… I will kill her first.”

That time it was not Chester that broke away from the group but Mike, Joe, and Rob and they each took a swing at Jonathan, Mike hitting him in the face and Rob hitting him in the gut sending him to the floor as Joe started sending kicks to his stomach before backing off.

“You sorry piece of shit… we won’t let you do a fucking thing to her… its over Jonathan, face it,” Rob said his eyes narrowing dangerously as he watched the man on the floor. It was not often that he lost control, but the threat had hit a chord in him that had never been hit before.

“Fuck you,” Jonathan said standing with the help of the wall before wiping his mouth with his hand. He was bleeding from the mouth and his eye was swelling. He narrowed his eyes at the six men before turning and opening the door.

“By the time you find her it will be too late.”

Chester had watched all this amazed, before he heard those words and he struggled against Rob and Phoenix. He wanted Jonathan’s life with a passion.

“You SONOFABITCH! I swear to God you lay one fucking hand on her and I will kill you!”

Jonathan did nothing but laugh before he walked out of the room and ran out of the building, he had to find Majestique before they did… this time she would not live after he was through with her.

Chester was breathing heavily in the room his anger so bright that he wanted to kill him, wanted to torture him and watch him bleed to death.

“Chester calm down… this is not the time…we have to find Majestique…” Mike said after watching Jonathan leave.

“I know… I know.”

With that the six men left the room and then the hotel moving outside and splitting up into groups of twos and began searching the closes places to the hotel. Joe and Rob checked the clubs and bars, Brad and Phe checked restaurants, and Chester and Mike headed toward Central Park across the street.

Chester had tears in his eyes that he blinked back; he knew he had to stay calm so that they could find her. He looked at Mike who took his hand and squeezed it as if to tell him they would find her, but he couldn’t help but feel that something was terribly wrong. He was dwelling on that feeling when his cell phone rung, and he answered it and his heart rose to his chest when he heard whom it was.

~DUN DUN DUN!!!!! Oh… I am such a bitch huh? I left your Asses hanging. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Don’t worry I have started the next Chapter and I know how the story is going to end… you are just going to have to wait to read it. I love you all really I do, but then again… I have to hold your interest! HAHAHAHAHA Do me a favor and please PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!! ~
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