A.N. Yuri-is-the-jizz wanted: What about some fluffy pricefield? *~* perhaps a comfort scene?

Max was quiet while Chloe drove back to Arcadia Bay. They had this same fight again. Chloe felt like everyone had abandoned her and blamed everyone for what had happened in her life. Max told her that it's no-one's fault, but Chloe was just too stubborn. She always brought up the fact that she moved to Seattle and never called her for years. Max really felt bad about it, but they couldn't keep living in the past – which was ironic considering that Max kept rewinding time. The blue haired girl eventually stopped in front of the school. She wasn't saying anything, just waiting for Max to get out of the car. But she didn't want them to leave like that. Just when Max took a breath to speak, Chloe beat her to it. "Get out, Max." She said harshly and didn't even bother to look at her. But Max knew that she was just hurt and needed comfort. Especially now, after they found out the thing about Rachel..."Chloe..."

"Get the fuck out, Max!" Interrupted the blue haired girl, tightening her grip on the steering wheel till her knuckles became white. Max thought about rewinding again and try another way to talk to her, but it probably wouldn't change anything...Though, Max could be just as stubborn as her friend if she wanted. "No, listen. This whole thing is not your fault, Chloe. It's not William's, or Joyce's, or Rachel's, or anyone's. It's no one's fault. That's how life is."

Before Chloe had the chance to speak, Max quickly added: "It wasn't my decision to leave, you know. I know it was my decision not to call you, but try to understand. I had a lot of stuff to do there and then I wasn't sure if you even wanted to talk to me again. And you haven't called either."

"Are you blaming me now?!" Yelled Chloe and glared at her. This wasn't going so well..."No. Sorry. That's not what I wanted to say. Look, I'm sorry for that. If I could rewind five years, I would do it and change everything. But I can't. But I'm here now. And I won't leave you. We'll figure this out together, okay? We'll find Rachel and let her explain everything. Everything will be alright again, I promise. You can give Frank the money now and then you can leave Blackwell. Like you always planned to do. I wouldn't mind if you'll leave me behind. After all, I did the same with you, too...It's okay. As long as it makes you happy..."

Even so, Max's heart clenched at the thought that Chloe will leave her. Did Chloe feel like that, too, when she left? Ugh...She really should've called, or at least sent a text. "...You still want me to go?" Asked Max somewhat hesitantly. Chloe kept quiet. Thinking that she wouldn't get an answer — or that her quietness meant yes — Max sighed quietly and wanted to leave, but Chloe's voice made her stop.

"No." She mumbled quietly, but Max heard her. "Maybe you're right. But can you blame me? Everyone I loved abandoned me. You, my dad, Rachel. She even had a thing with that asshole Frank and never told me. What the fuck do you expect me to do after everyone left me?"

"You're mother's still there."

"Yeah, hurray. She's not even missing dad, she immediately married this paranoid psychopath."

"What are you talking about? Joyce is missing him as much as you do. She just moved on. And maybe you should, too." That's when Chloe glared at her again.

"Are you telling me to forget him?!"

"I said 'move on' not 'forget'. You can't keep living in the past."

"Tch, you're one to talk." Chloe scoffed. "You have no idea what shit I've been through."

"You're right, I don't. But I'm here now. And I'll help you. If you want..." And again, Chloe went quiet. Maybe it was her pride that prevented her from asking for help, but whatever it was, she didn't really need to say anything. Her eyes practically screamed for help. Without another word, Max moved closer to her blue haired friend and hugged her.

Chloe immediately relaxed in Max's arms and leaned her head on her shoulder. Max even felt something wet on her shoulder, but she let her be for now and rubbed her back soothingly. "I promise, everything will be alright." At least Chloe didn't have to worry about David for a while.

"I wouldn't leave Blackwell without you, Max." Said Chloe after she calmed down again. Then she looked up. There were still tears in her eyes, but she looked slightly better, so Max didn't say anything about it. For now.

As she leaned back again, Max let her arms loosely around her shoulders, to keep her from leaning back too much. "I promised to never leave you, didn't I?"

"You did."

"Because I never abandon a friend." That made Max frown. "I said I'm sorry, okay? Will you stop talking about that?"

"Nope." Chloe grinned, her usual I'm-Chloe-and-I-always-get-what-I-want grin, when Max frowned more. "But you can make it up to me." Max really, really didn't like that grin. "You want to break into the school again?"

"Nope."

"The pool?"

"Double nope."

"Oh, I know! You want me to kiss you again." Joked the brunette and had to hold back a grin, when she saw Chloe blushing slightly. Maybe that was her chance to tease her for once. "Alright, if you want."

"Wait, what?"

"I'm going to kiss you." She announced and cupped her friends face with one hand.

"What the fuck, Max?!" Chloe yelled, but didn't move away. Actually she was completely frozen. "I'm just doing what you want." She replied, this time leaning in slowly. And the closer they came to each other, the faster Max's heart beat. And she was sure — or maybe hoped? — Chloe felt the same. Max noticed that Chloe's face became redder and that she began to close her eyes.

Without her noticing, Max reached into her back and took out her camera. Just before their lips met, Max quickly pulled away and took a photo of Chloe, blushing and waiting for a kiss that will never come. Once Chloe heard the click noise of the camera, she opened her eyes again. And immediately glared at her, when she saw the camera and the photo in her hand. "What the fuck, Max?!" She yelled again, and tried to get that photo. Max just laughed and stuffed both items into her bag. "You're so...!"

"I know. Pretty hardcore, right?" The brunette joked. "That was not fair, Maxine!" That made her frown again. Max was okay with — almost — every nickname Chloe had in store for her, but she hated being called by her full name. "Don't call me that."

"Like what? Maxine?"

"Chloe, I'm gonna kill you, rewind and kill you again!"

"You won't. You love me too much, Maxi-pad. If you wanted me dead, then you would've let that asshole Nathan kill me. Or let the train tear me apart." Yeah, that was true. Chloe had no idea how true..."So...everything cool again?" Asked Max worried. She hated it, when they had a fight and Chloe was mad at her. Even after this she needed to be sure that everything's cool between them again. "Yeah." Chloe said, but it was more like a sigh. "It's cool. But we both should go home now. I have to think about...y'know the stuff we found out about Rachel."

Max nodded, but she was sure Chloe wouldn't go home just yet. She'll probably go to her secret liar instead. "I could come with you." The brunette offered, but Chloe shook her head. "Thanks, Maxaroni, but I really need to be alone for a while. Call ya later?"

"Okay. Bye." Max got out of the car and closed the door behind her. "See ya, Maximus." And so Chloe drove away. Max looked after her for a while, before going to the dormitory.