I do not own Life is Strange or any of the characters in it.

WARNING: Contains themes that could be triggering such as character death, depression, mention of suicide and rape.

AND LOTS OF FEELS.

Cold. That was all Max could feel right now, the night wind touching her wet cheeks where her tears had been, why was this happening? So much stuff had happened in the last week yet nothing could have compared to this, the mix of feelings she had made her head hurt and her lunch try to find its way out, she let out a small sigh trying to even her breath, but it only made the tears start coming down again, and when she tried to fight them it became worse. The ache in her heart was the worst part, "I could rewind… even if it made my head explode to rewind that far back.." she thought "But no amount of rewinding will make this pain go away" she put her hand over her chest, feeling her rushed heartbeats "I wish I could make this stop.. I wish I never had discovered this power…" She remembered the day she had used her power for the first time, that beautiful picture she had taken of the blue butterfly, blue… suddenly the memory of Chloe lying on the bathroom floor bloodied came to her mind, followed by the most recent one, of her lifeless body falling to the side of Rachel's, bullet right between her eyes. The feeling came back to her as everything she had in her stomach found its way out, emptying even the last bit of the few amount of food she had eaten since she woke up two days ago.

She remembered the feeling of coldness and stiffness, the blurred faces of people staring at her and telling her that everything will be okay, they told her the reason they found her was because of Kate who called the police as soon as Max didn't reply, her last text message telling Kate about the old Prescott barn, they told her they found her half-dressed and lying drugged in front of the camera, and they told her he never got the chance to... to... Max shook her head, she didn't really remember anything so there was no way she could be sure of it, and honestly at this point she didn't care, all she cared about was Chloe, she could still hear her last words in her mind. Everyone said she should stay in the hospital to be treated by a psychologist and rest for a while, but the idea of staying there made her shiver. They gave her some sleeping pills so she could rest but the nightmares came anyways, dreams of watching Chloe die the same way she had so many times in real life over and over, so she avoided sleeping altogether. It's not like she wanted to rest anyways, no, she just wanted everything to stop, to end.

Max felt her phone ring in her pocket, a text message, she ignored it for a long moment, she was sick of the kind messages telling her "how sorry we are for what happened to you and Chloe", everyone was so nice and it made her so… sick. She knew that she was being unfair, that they only wanted to help and this was not the way she usually was, but something had changed in her, and she found no strength in herself to pretend to care about other people.

Her phone rang once again, she went turn it off when she saw the texts came from the only person she would want to talk to- Kate Marsh.

"Hey Max, how are you doing? Do you want to talk maybe come over here for a while?"

"Max you don't have to talk, just let me know you're still there"

She went to reply "I'm here Kate, is it okay if I go this late?"

She waited a second and her phone rang again "Don't worry, you know how people get, seems like they're afraid of you breaking at some point, they'll probably just smile awkwardly at you and ask you if you're okay- as if that's possible."

Max found what seemed to be a hint of a smile on her face for a second, Kate was the only one she could talk to, their current status was the same and it was almost funny how everyone tried so hard around them.

"Okay, be there in a moment"

She got up from the stairs of the girl's dorm and started walking when she noticed she still had a bit of vomit on her face. "God, I'm a fucking mess…" Max said before heading to her dorm room to clean herself up, she entered the hallway and spotted someone in the dark sitting on the floor, she approached slowly and heard soft crying coming from the girl. Max couldn't find the strength inside her to comfort the girl so she just tried to walk pass her and head to the bathroom when she heard a soft voice calling out to her.

"Max..."

Max turned to face the girl, it was Victoria.

My first try at a Life is Strange/Pricefield fanfic, I haven't written fanfic in like 5 years so i'm kind of rusty here.

Reviews are really appreciated, let me know what you think, what you liked and didn't like and what I should improve and I'll keep it in count for the next chapter.

Thank you for reading!