Author's Note: Wowser, so this is it, my first Fanfic. I've been writing on this story for almost a year now and thought it would be a waste of all this spent hours to let it rot on my computer.

Had the idea right after I played Life Is Strange the second time and it bugged me that the endings were (sorry Dontnod), mildly spoken, not satisfying and didn't fit to such a great game. So, I created my own ending. First thought as a One-Shot it developed into a fullsize story.

I'll try to update and add new chapters as fast as possible, but since they need some revision, it could take some days. So, be patient!

Since English is not my native language, the story is written in a rather simple English and may contain some grammar and vocabulary mistakes, sorry for that. But you're free to help me out with some major mistakes, I'd appreciate it!

Chapter 1: Silence

A click. A flash. The whirring sound of the mechanism that releases picture from my Polaroid-Camera. I grab the picture, put my Camera back into my bag and look at it; look at the blue butterfly on the bucket; look at the picture that started everything; the picture that is going to end it all. I am back in the restroom, behind the stalls. It is silent again, no whipping winds of the storm, no freezing rain and no Chloe. I am alone, for now.

I let the picture fall to the ground. I lost all hope, because I know what is about to happen. I've been here before, watched the events to come. I'm here, back in the past, to let my best friend; my first priority, my love; die on the floor of this filthy, shitty restroom.

Quietly I spy around the corner and hope that there is no one coming in, that this all is never gonna happen and that Chloe is safe. But a few seconds later this hope is utterly destroyed as Nathan Prescott enters the restroom, totally fucked up as he starts talking with himself. I hide again, don't even listening to his words, I don't care.

And then the door opens again and I hear this sweet voice; the voice that I heard moments ago for the last time. I want to scream, want to stop the inevitable, but I mustn't, there is no other way, I would fuck up again and the next time I wouldn't probably able to fix it. I have to be strong!

Both of them are having an argument now. Nathan threatens Chloe with his gun, I can hear the fear in her voice; her sweet, sweet voice; and now I know that I cannot let this happen again, not on my watch, not after this kiss! And there is only one way to stop this; only one way to safe Chloe's live without using my powers; the way I should've taken from the very start, instead of hiding cowardly in the corner.

"Nobody would even miss your sorry punk ass, would they?" shouts Nathan.

"Wrong Nathan, I would miss her punk ass!"

Before I knew that I said these words - which just popped into my head - out loud, I just did it. At the same time I step around the corner.

Without any hesitation Nathan turns around and points the gun at me, but still holding Chloe on her leather jacket.

"Who the fuck are you?" He shouts at me.

Chloe looks at me with both eyes wide open. "Max?"

Before losing all my courage, I just start to say everything that comes into my mind to calm Nathan down.

"Nathan, you don't have to do this!" My voice shakes. I'm so fucking nervous.

"Shut up, bitch! I don't need another person that tries to patronize me, I make my own decisions, and I can do whatever I want!" He shouts again, but there is some uncertainty in his voice.

"No, you can't!" I shout back.

In the meanwhile Nathan loosens his grip on Chloe and focuses completely on me. Chloe walks a few steps away from him and I hope, from the depth of my heart, that she won't bail on me now.

"Nathan, you are used by so many persons. You stopped making your own decisions a long time ago."

"How would you know that? You don't know me; I don't even know who the fuck you are!"

"I know a lot about you; and about Mr. Jefferson and his Dark Room."

Nathan looks at me with eyes wide open, his lips are shaking, speechless, but the gun still pointing at me.

"Max…" Chloe still stares at me in total awe.

"I'll explain later, I promise." As I speak to her my voice is soft.

"NO, you'll explain it to me now, you whore! I…want…to…know…everything!" His yelling voice shakes now, but it is not out of fear, more because of his anger.

"And I will, Nathan. But at first I want you to put that gun away! I know, you don't want to hurt anybody. You're just totally stressed out by the hard time that your father and Mr. Jefferson are giving you. You need to come clean and tell the police everything, make up for this mess you are in."

I say all this words with a comforting voice, in hope that Nathan will hear them and as he starts to cry and puts the gun down I think that he understood me. He sobs. "I tried. I tried to do everything, just to get some respect. I didn't want to hurt anybody, not Rachel, not even Kate. I just thought that I could at least impress Jefferson, but he always shouts at me and…"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Time-out!" Chloe shouts and interrupts Nathan. And as I wonder why, I realize that Nathan just said the wrong word. Rachel! In a split second I know that I need to intervene now.

"Chloe, don't!" But before these words can even reach Chloe she is on a rage and grabs Nathan, completely ignoring the fact that he still has the gun in his hands.

Chloe shouts Nathan in the face. "What the hell do you know about Rachel? Tell me now you sick piece of shit!"

In a second Nathans face turns from sad to angry and he raises his gun again. In panic I just do the only thing that comes into my mind. I jump forward against Nathan and try to rip the gun out of his hands.

And then there is a shot; loud, ringing in my ears. After that, time flows in slow motion. I can see the faces of Chloe and Nathan, both stare at me in shock. I hear the gun hitting the floor. My view gets a little blurry and I fear that I'll travel back to the present any moment now; I fear that I have failed again; that Chloe got shot again. I look down onto her stomach, but there is nothing, no wound, no blood; though I'm feeling a sting in mine. Now I look down on myself and see my hand on the right side of my belly. Blood flows and drips between my fingers onto the ground. My legs can't hold me anymore; the world goes upside down as I fall to the ground. My vision blurs more and more, it is hard to focus. Nathan is also on the ground in fetal position, whining and shaking. If he is down because he has got a meltdown or Chloe hit him, I don't know, I don't care. I look up and see Chloe above me and I smile; I smile, because I know that at least she is safe now. I can hear her lovely voice again, echoing in my ears.

"Max! Oh fuck, Max! Just hold on, ok! You're gonna be fine!"

I see the door behind her opens again and David Madsen stands there. I focus on him and for a short moment I see the worries in his eyes. He's changing his view from Chloe to Nathan to the gun and finally to me.

"Chloe! What the hell happened here?" he asks.

"It's Max, David. She's been shot! Please, help her!" Chloe's eyes and cheeks are wet from tears. Her voice is shaky.

David turns his head and he shouts out of the door into the main hall. "Get an Ambulance here, ASAP!" Then he rushes in, kicking Nathans gun away in the process and kneels down beside me. He looks at my wound, and then turns to Chloe. "Chloe, put your jacket under Max's head." She does as she is told. He pulls some Army-Bandage out of his pocket, unwraps it and puts it on my wound, it hurts a lot and I groan in agony. "Put pressure on this bandage to slow down the bleeding. I'm just gonna wrap up this son of a bitch." David puts some cuffs on Nathan and leaves the restroom with him.

My mind drifts away, more and more. I look at my Chloe and with all the strength I have left, I raise my hand and touch her face.

"Chloe…" My voice is fading.

"What is it Max?" She sobs again.

"You are safe…"

A little smile occurs on her face. "Well duh, you just saved my life, dork! Now just save your strength and hold the fuck on, help is coming!"

And finally I whisper the last words before the world disappears in darkness. "I love you, Chloe..."

Then all I hear is Chloe's fading voice, calling my name in the distance. And there it is again; silence.