Life is Strange: The Art of Love

Chapter 10 of my Life is Strange story, enjoy.

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Episode 1 Something Different

Chapter 10

The dimming sun filtering in through the window did little to draw Steph's attention, even as her dorm room darkened. She was too busy sitting at her desk, looking forlornly at the love letter she had written the night before the concert.

'Urgh, damn, what is...I can't believe this, I should've known...' She thought miserably to herself. 'Why would Rachel be interested in me that way, it...it just...'

Her feelings were creating a storm inside her, full of conflict and confusion. She was upset and disheartened of course, due to her crush seemingly falling for someone else. But what made it harder was the fact she couldn't feel angry about it.

The reason for that was simple. 'If it was some random girl, or even on of Rachel's popular friends, I could feel angry I think. But, this is Chloe, she's my friend, I...'

She sighed, trying to calm her mind; but it was no good, the conflict just ate away at her. She dejectedly realized that even if she had worked up the courage, it would have been pointless asking Rachel out.

'I'd just be rejected...just like those few others times...' She thought sadly.

She had been rejected by a few girls before. She just wished things could be simpler, that she could find someone who not only could she love, but would know she loved her back.

"Fuck it." She hissed.

With that she took the love letter and tore it to pieces, throwing it in the trash.

Meanwhile, in the woods around Arcadia Bay, the setting sun was having an unfortunate issue for someone else. Seated on the ground against a tree, knees drawn up to her chest, arms wrapped around her legs and chin resting on her knees was Chloe. She looked down briefly at the backpack she had set on the ground next to her.

"F-f-fuck." She muttered. 'It's getting cold...Shit, I...'

Ever since she ran away, she had found her biggest difficulty was staying warm during the night. Although there was other things of course, but that was the only one Chloe would admit. However she couldn't help but not, despite her anger still filling her, something seemed to be holding her back.

'I was trying to run away, to get away from the nightmare, but...but...' She reflected. 'I don't get it, it's like, I can't go just yet, something...urgh, why the fuck am I thinking of Rachel right now?'

It was true, for some unfathomable reason, Rachel Amber was the thing Chloe's mind was mostly focused on. Chloe couldn't understand why, yet it seemed that these thoughts about Rachel were the only thing at the moment keeping Chloe from just up and running away and leaving Arcadia.

Sam sighed as she prepared to get dressed at the start of another day, she was still stuck, trying to think how to get Nathan to notice her. Yet she was also battling with the fears of what might happen, following her room being trashed. It was at that moment she heard her phone and went to check it, it was a text and it was from Nathan. She gasped and opened it, her heart soaring.

'It's, he's...Oh this could be...' She thought excitedly.

She quickly hurried to get dressed, hurrying to meet up with Nathan, he had asked her to come meet him privately, she was hopeful, this could be her chance. Before long she dressed up as nicely as she could without looking too desperate. She was now wearing a pair of khaki pants, a light blue shirt with short sleeves and grey sneakers. She bit her lip, a little anxious, the short sleeves meant that some of her self-inflicted scars were visible. Still, she steeled herself, telling herself it would be alright.

'Nathan wouldn't...he wouldn't judge me, I'm sure of it.' She told herself.

With that she left her dorm room and began making her way towards the location Nathan requested for them to meet. She bit her lip, worried as she spotted two people she'd rather avoid, Victoria and Taylor, they both seemed to dress with their usual intentions of showing some skin, while still looking good. Victoria in a pair of white denim shorts, a black sweater with gold collar, sheer thigh-high stockings and pink sandals. Meanwhile Taylor wore denim mini shorts with a pink sleeveless top and white sandals, giving a good view of her long legs. Luckily they didn't seem to be paying her any attention and she hurried onwards.

Arriving at the area Nathan asked to meet, she paused and looked around.

'Where is he?' She wondered; nobody was around. 'W-Wait a minute...'

She just had a sudden thought; that unfortunately turned out to be true when suddenly someone grabbed her.

"You are so predictable." Taylor hissed in her ear.

Sam cried out and then froze when she saw Victoria, armed with a camera, taking pictures.

"Well, well, look what we have here. What an interesting little secret you've got there, Myers." She taunted. "Taylor, there's more than that, pull her sleeves up."
Taylor did so, easily restraining Sam despite her struggles, revealing all of Sam's scars as Victoria continued to photograph them.

Victoria then sneered. "You brought this on yourself, bitch, now I wonder what people would think if they say this..."

"No!"

But Victoria just laughed and Sam could only fight back tears as her nightmare continued to grow, until they let her go and left, but the damage was done.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.