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0530wolf: Haha, of course there's a few kinks. I never mentioned the tattoo, so, uh. She doesn't have it yet. The personality changes for Max is her being worn down, after all the slightly traumatic events of last week (Chloe almost getting shot, the tornado, etc.). As someone who dyes her hair a lot, it takes like, two, two and a half hours at the most for me. Saying my hair is about Chloe's length, and Max's a little longer than this, it wouldn't take more than two. I also have piercings (nose and navel piercing), and takes probably up to 5-10 minutes for each. So yeah. Thank you for reviewing, this means a lot man.
GrumpyCat42: Yeah, it's my style though, how I prefer writing. It's slightly unique as I've been told. I will keep your tip in mind, but as someone who writes late at night, I don't always have the best thought process then. Anyway, thank you for reviewing, it's an honor to have you review my story, especially seeing you around on other stories on this website.
TheEEFFINGMASTER(Guest): First, your English is totally fine, as long as I can read it without getting brain cancer, it's okay. Secondly, your tip goes along the lines of GrumpyCat's, which is totally fine! I will keep that in mind.
Chloe sighed, waking up next to Max, kissing her. It had only been a day, and Max was already looking sexy as fuck. She smiled, holding out Max's arms, with one soon to hold Max's first tattoo. She kissed Max's lips again, sighing.
"Max, wake up. It's brand new day."
"No.. Five more minutes babe."
"Max, you need to wake up."
"Ten more then."
"Weed and cigarettes."
Max's eyes instantly snapped open.
"Where?"
"Right here." Chloe pulled out her pack, passed a cigarette to Max, who lit it, and Chloe put one of her own to her mouth, lighting and taking a nice long drag on it. Max flicked hers out the window, and sighed.
"Max, have I told you how sexy you are?"
"Have you?"
"Because if I haven't." She kissed her, "You're fucking sexy. Like holy shit, your piercing and hair fit you soooo fucking well."
She kissed Max again, who let out a low moan, and parted her lips slightly, allowing Chloe to slide her tongue inside the purple haired girl's mouth, exploring every last inch of it. Eventually, the two pulled away, gasping for air.
"I love you, Chloe."
"You too, my beautiful Maxine."
"Max, never Maxine..."
"Whatever. Hey, did you have anymore nightmares?"
"No, thank God."
"Good."
Max sighed, taking out her phone, and checked the FEMA website. Both Max and Chloe's names had been moved to the Survivors list, and Nathan's to deceased, right under Victoria's. The only name still marked missing was Kate.
"I hope she's okay..."
"Who, babe?"
"Kate Marsh."
"The Christian girl? Really?"
"Yes, the one I talked down from a fucking roof. Okay? She's my friend."
"I know. I just think religion is bullshit."
"I do too, especially after last week. But, that doesn't stop me from being her friend. Okay? I just… Want to make sure she's okay."
She called Kate's number, but it only went straight to voice mail. No ringing, just voice mail.
"Fuck. Her phone's dead. I really hope she's okay… Fuck, this is my fault Chloe… All of this is my fault."
"No it isn't. Well, it is, bu-"
"Exactly. It's my fault. You even agree… I probably fucking killed my other best friend."
"Your other best friend? I feel betrayed."
"Fuck you."
"Hey, Max. It's okay. I'm just joking, holy shit. I know you're scared right now, I know you're angry, I know you're sad, but you have me. Okay? I want you to realize that. I know you probably have PTSD. I know you're mad at yourself for killing my mom, and Warren, and everyone else. But, it's time to get over it. I've accepted it, and that's surprising knowing me. But, I need to heal you, Max. I will."
Max's eyes just shut.
"Look, Max. Anything mean I say to you, anything that hurts you… I don't mean it, okay? I don't blame you for anything. And I know that sounds weird coming from me. But, I love you. I need you to move on. Please. I'm going to start too. Me and you, babe."
"Chloe… I don't deserve you. I destroyed an entire town because I'm too fucking greedy to fucking care about everything else. Why the fuck do you love me? I'm a fucking bitch, no one should care."
"I do. You went all the way to save me, you pushed yourself to your limits. Thank you. Max, we'll move on together. Please. I'll quit smoking. I know it's not good for me. So I'll stop. I want you to stop being so reliant on them too. I'm not buying you any more packs, okay? Max, you're broken. I'm going to fix you."
"Okay..."
Max started crying, just thinking about what she had done. Chloe put her arm around her, letting her cry.
"Shh… It's okay."
"It won't ever be okay, Chloe. All of this is my fault..."
"Is it your fault you got powers over time? No. It's not your fault. None of this was your fault."
"Chloe… Much has been my fault before. We agreed no more secrets, so I need to tell you my darkest one… The one that no one except my parents and a few friends here know about. But they've probably forgotten… Are you listening?" Chloe would nod to reassure Max, "Alright… When I moved to Seattle… I did some really bad shit. Not shoot up a fucking school like Nathan. But… I was like you. I cut. I drank. I smoked. I'm not even a virgin anymore..."
"Damn it Max! I wanted to take it!"
"I know… But, the sad part is… I developed cancer from my habits. I… Barely managed to survive."
"I'm so sorry Max."
"What I did… Was selfish. To you too. I was a fourteen year old girl, hanging out in alleyways late at night, fucking having sex with girls four years older than I am, taking shots of some fucking vodka, and smoking the type of weed that makes you trip the fuck out. Instead, I should have been talking to you. I'm sorry..."
"Well, I don't want you to ever be sorry to me again. I wish you didn't move… I feel like this is partly my fault."
"No it's my fucking dad's fault! He shouldn't have gotten work here..."
"Then would you be living in this house? Holy shit, I didn't know you were this rich."
"We're not rich, but we certainly don't need to scrounge like those middle class scrubs." She chuckled, before sighing, "Look. All I'm saying is, I think I'm going to turn into that person again. And I don't want to… Chloe… Death is one of my biggest fears."
"It's one of mine too. But I will be there to save you, like you were there to save me."
"Thank you..."
"It's what lovers do." She kissed Max, before heading downstairs, starting to cook up some food. She was terrible at cooking, she knew that. But, something for Max. Eggs. She could at least cook eggs and bacon. She started cooking, sighing. Before long, Vanessa walked out, and smiled over to Chloe.
"Morning."
"Hey Vanessa."
"My God, you've grown a lot in five years."
"Well, a lot can change in five years, as you can tell."
"I guess so. So, how have you been before the tornado?"
"Well, not well, but certainly not terrible."
"That's good. Max..."
"Had issues after you guys moved, I know. She told me."
"I thought it was a phase at first, to be honest. We just moved, she got separated from her best friend, and it hadn't been anything bad when we first got here. And then well… She started drinking and smoking, and basically denied everything from us. As far as I know, she started having sex at fucking fourteen."
"She told me that too… It's obvious she had a hard time."
"Wow. Well, can't put her on blast for that now. It'd only make her feel worse. She stopped after the cancer though, so thank God… Fuck, it even hurts just remembering my baby like that."
"I see why you're worried about her. Even before she told me this, I told her I was going to stop. At least, nicotine. Weed is so much better for you."
"Yeah. I think she's going to need it. Chloe, I'm fucking worried for her. She looks like she's been to hell and back."
"It's because she basically has." She silently cursed for what she just gave away.
"What? Uh, explain."
"Um, I think Max should. But when she's ready."
"Yeah, never mind."
"Forget I ever said that."
"I will."
Chloe smiled, turning her attention to the eggs and bacon. They seemed to be almost done.
"Chloe, I know you haven't been exactly the best person in the last five years, but I want you to watch over Max for me. She needs her best friend. More than ever."
"I will."
Vanessa smiled, and Chloe took out the meal, biting into a slice of bacon.
"I'll see you around, Chloe."
"You too, Vanessa."
Chloe sighed, walking back upstairs, where Max was just sitting, her eyes shut, crying. Chloe sighed, putting the eggs and bacon down, and pulling Max close to her, stroking her hair.
"Shh… It's okay Max. No one is going to hurt you again babe. You never deserved to get hurt… You didn't deserve any of this. I'm sorry."
"It's not okay… None of this will be okay."
"Yes it will Max… I'll make it okay. You won't get cancer again, you won't be hurt again. At least I'll try not and let you get hurt babe. You just need to open up to me. Please."
"I want to die Chloe… Just like everyone else I've killed."
"I wanted to die too. I almost jumped to my own death. But I didn't because of Rachel. And now you. I will save you, Max. I promise. Now eat up." Chloe passed her some food, and Max started eating, her eyes shut.
"I love you, Max."
"You too Chloe..." The two girls just sat there, eating, thinking about life, and what was in store for them.
