Rip Chester Novels & Stories

m. Chester had just returned from a clubhouse. When he was ready to take a bath and go to bed, his doorbell rang incessantly. He opened the door impatiently only to see Shedrick standing at the door. He furrowed his brows. “It’s late. What’s the matter?” “Something serious happened.” Shedrick shuffled in. “Chester, you really screwed our company up this time.” “Say it.” Chester handed him a cigarette.

Stephen—mid-thirties, sea-chapped, a cigarette welded to his lip like an extra finger—threw it in park and waved. “Hey, Cony! What ya been up to?” “Knocked off school. You seen Prue around?” Con barely slowed. Stephen took a last drag, ground the cherry into his callused palm like it was nothing, and flicked the dead rollie into the bin beside the roller. “Yeah, she’s in the office. Your old man’s up there too. You ready for tomorrow mornin’?” The calendar in Con’s skull flipped and swore. Fuck. Covering for the sick deckie. There went the night he’d been stitching together around Prue.

“CHESTER ! CHESTER ! CHESTER !” “CHESTER ! CHESTER ! CHESTER !” “CHESTER ! CHESTER ! CHESTER !” Seems like many wolves were going to be added to my hit list. I AM MIGHTY JEALOUS. I can’t help it. Sue me. “MAKE WAY FOR THE HERO !!!” Ryder, Kai, Jax and Zane shouted together and on beat of the EDM music, Chester jumped up high over his cheering boy band and slid down the ramp which unfortunately (or fortunately ?) ended just where I stood.

“I’m happy to hear he’s going to make it though.” “Me too.” Chip nodded his head in agreement, stretching and yawning in his wheelchair. “I’m going to hit the hay with Heather, I’m happy to hear about Thomas, Teddy.” He rolled himself into the kitchen, getting Heather on the way. “I should get some sleep as well, I have a few phone calls I need to make tomorrow.” Chester got up as well, pausing for a second when he did. His eyes scanning across the river. “Did either of you see that?” He asked us. He sniffed the air as well, the wind having shifted from that direction.

“CHESTER ! CHESTER ! CHESTER !” “CHESTER ! CHESTER ! CHESTER !” “CHESTER ! CHESTER ! CHESTER !” Seems like many wolves were going to be added to my hit list. I AM MIGHTY JEALOUS. I can’t help it. Sue me. “MAKE WAY FOR THE HERO !!!” Ryder, Kai, Jax and Zane shouted together and on beat of the EDM music, Chester jumped up high over his cheering boy band and slid down the ramp which unfortunately (or fortunately ?) ended just where I stood.