Morning.He again woke up in an empty bed.Solitude.He dont wanna open eyes.He wanna feel all depth of the darkness.Enjoy the dark,feel its essence.
How is it...to be lonely?
Its easyJust stay alone with your thoughts.You cease to see smiles on people's faces.You feel how they are whispering something behind the back.
Stop.
Stop it.
You are killing yourself.
Chester opened eyes slowly.Strip of light becomes wider.
Light...
He has got up from bed.He should go to the studio.
Bennington quickly dressed himself and left the house.
-What the...
Chester has been astonished.Streets were in snow snowdrifts.It was snow-white everywhere.Dazzling light was irritating the eyes and he screwed up eyes involuntarily.
Every step was accompaning with crunch.At first it was irritating but then it started to amuse guy.He forgot for a while about all the gloomy thoughts.Chester feels how snow is tickling his face.It makes him laugh.
Bennington is going to park.Early morning.Here still was nobody.Chester is walking and enjoying a winter landscape: patterns of snowflakes on benches,snow coverlets on trees.Chester is smiling.He is thinking about snow...how it covering earth,cleaning it from human sins.The earth looks virgin under a winter's cover.
-This is my December...-suddenly broke from Chester's lips.Ringing echo has dispersed on park.
He liked it.And he decided to sing all song:
-''This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is my snow covered home.
This is my December
This is me all alone.
And I...
And I...''
The song was interrupted with a snowball which got the face of the singer.
-What the fuck?!-pronounced he and has examined all around wishing to find hooligan.But he found nobody and continue to sing:
-''...And I'd give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away to have someone to come home to
This is my December
This is my snow covered tree
This is me pretending
This is all I need...''
Two snowballs in a back and one in a chest.
-Get out!-Chester became angry.
Childish laughter was distributed.Two boys 7 years old peeped from round the trees.
-Breaking the piece?-smiled Chester having bent down to the earth.Taking a few snow he prepared for revenge.But as though not so.He have ruthlessly attacked behind.The huge clod of snow flaunted on his head.Boys was rolling on the snow from laughter.Chester was in perplexity.He turned and seen the little girl with a slingshot in hands.
-Dont do it.-said Bennington but it was late.The batch of new snowballs already attacked all hind quartes of his body.
Chester lied on snow and started to laugh like an idiot looking for how three children are preparing new attack.
-So...I should go now.Sorry,I havent time.-he told shaking off snow.
-Please...-little girl approached to him.
Her face was red from cold and snowflakes have got tangled in her pigtails.
-Please,sing that song once again.
She made pleasing look with her huge brown eyes at him.
Chester couldnt refuse.
-Where you carried?!-Mike was ready to kill Chester from a threshold for his hour delay.
Chester barged in studio.His clothes were in snow.Whole face is red,hair is wet.
-What happend?-asked Brad Delson and carefully shaken snow from a shoulder of the vocalist.-You're all wet!
-He wanna be ill again and fail our tour.-maliciously said Shinoda.
Chester sat down on a chair and said:
-Some gangsters have assaulted me.
The band has been stunned.
-Who?Who has assaulted you?
-How many they were?-asked Joe crunching his fists.
-Three.-answered Chester.
-Have you called the police?-asked Rob.
Chester started to laugh.
Mike was astonished.Whole month he havent heard this beautiful laughter.Mike giggled.
-But in the end...what happend?-interested Shinoda.
But Chester was silent.He leaned the elbows on a chair back and closed eyes.
Now there wasnt darkness.There was only light.And snow...
Chester's singing is spreading on studio:
-''This is my December..This is my time of the year...''