Hello guys and gals, so, before we start I wanted to thank everybody who read it, comment it, favorite it and is following my fic, thanks guys :)
mukasmukid: Thanks, glad it got you interested.
redkrules7: Hi! I am glad you like it, about the other Chloe, since Max only theorize the possibility of other timelines co-existing at the same time in nightmare with the bitter Max, she doesn't know and neither do we, so I will leave that ambiguous, of course, she is going to question herself, but she doesn't know at all, she can only guess...just like us :)
So without delays I hope you like it.
Usually, Chloe's days were, in a certain sense, normal.
Or as normal as a teenager her age should have, but Max, her Best Friend Pirate Forever, her first mate, was acting...weird.
No, that wouldn't be the right word here, she was always a bit weird in her own sweet, shy way; Max was looking utterly mad, giving justification to her cool new name, that Chloe had come up with, after such weird day with her best friend, she would be known from this day forward as 'Mad Max', but, even if the name was really cool, she was worried for her friend.
They were all sitting at the table, eating their ice cream, with Max and Chloe sharing theirs.
It was a custom for both girls to buy each's other their favorite ice cream, Max's was strawberries and Chloe's Chocolate, they eat it a bit then switch it, then eat it a bit more and finally, they would switch one last time and finished each's other ice creams.
It was traditional, almost religious for Max and her to share everything, from food to games, music, to their deepest secrets… Which is why she was so concerned now for Max, if it was just that jumping, then okay she could leave it at that, nose bleeding...weird, but she would guess that she is like those anime characters that nosebleed constantly, when they see a cute boy...or a girl.
But she locked herself in that bathroom and she was crying about something, and she doesn't even tell me WHY, she thinks I didn't hear her, but I did, something about some asshole forcing her to make a choice or some bullshit like that.
If someone made her cry, I am gonna find that asshole and I am gonna beat that asshole until he begs to Max for me to stop.
"Is everything alright sweetie?" Her mother asked Max. Mom's concern was evident, her instinct told her that something wasn't right with the brunette, her dad however was concentrated in savoring the taste of the greatness that was his chocolate ice cream, and apparently was not aware of the urgency.
"I am fine Joyce, thanks. "
Mom didn't buy that, Max was sometimes quiet, that was true, however she was never so contemplative about stuff, that she would be completely shut down from the entire world.
Her Mom wouldn't stop asking questions, trying to help Max, who was her second daughter in her eyes, and a sister to Chloe's.
"Are you sure dear?"
"Yes, I am good."
"Don't you like your ice cream?"
"I do…"
"Maybe she has a fever mom?"
"No, just a headache." Max answered her question, so mom gave her a pill.
It was a non-stop barrage of endless questions about Max's state of mind and health.
Chloe and quite frankly, her mother, were getting more worried and nervous the more Max kept distancing herself from them, but before they could investigate deeper into the cause of this issue, her dad decided to intervene.
"Come on hun. You and Chloe are asking Max questions non-stop for the last hour, why don't you two let her eat her ice cream in peace?"
Mother and daughter didn't agree with his suggestion.
"Bill, you know that…"
"We are just trying to help dad!"
"Guys, I am okay, swear to dog."
Yeah Max, you are okay, after all you were just jumping up and down with me screaming that 'We are awesome!', only to start getting nosebleed, running to the bathroom and locking it only to then bring you out of the bathroom by force while seeing you were crying your eyes out? That's totally the definition of normal! You totaaaally not going...
"…Besides, whatever problems that Max and Chloe are having I am sure that they can resolve them together."
Chloe snapped out of her thoughts and realized that her dad was still speaking.
"Honey you are…right…in fact, girls, why don't you two go to your room?"
"Wait mom, why…"
"I think you two would prefer to finish each's other's ice cream upstairs, right?" her dad added with a wink.
Chloe knew that her parents had planned something, and they were going to discuss this alone, she just hoped that they would include their daughter in the secrecy.
"Alright…let's go Max?"
"Sure..."
"And no need to come downstairs, you two go have some fun…and you, Bill, are not eating all this ice cream alone, are you?"
"You mean my…"
"Yes, our ice cream, a real gentleman would divide his ice cream with his wife."
Chloe, with Max right behind her, have gone upstairs before the chill dispute over who had the right to eat the ice, could escalate to colder levels, man, this pun is so cold. Chloe, you have to share this one with Maxaroni!
Inside their room Chloe quickly closed the door, while Max was looking around Chloe's room with a spaced-out, glazed look in her eyes.
She decided that it was time for her to snap Max out of it.
"So…Max? Maxaroni? Earth to Max Caulfield? Maaax..." she was shaking her arm to no effect, for two minutes calling her all the names she could think of, yet…No Answer, she was really out of it.
It wasn't really uncommon for her friend to space out once in a while, but she would usually either wake up by herself or she would call upon Max and touch her arm and she would wake up immediately after.
"Maxine? Damn, you hate it when I call you that, what do I do now?"
Maybe I should kiss her? She would hate that, like those disney movies where the princess wakes up after the prince does that...for some reason.
"Well...I am out of options here, okay, a kiss on the cheek would resolve it right?"
God, this idea is so stupid.
Getting closer to her, and awkwardly fearing for her friend's reaction (which would likely be very bad, as Chloe was close of pecking Max…)
Max suddenly moved her eyes to Chloe's and she freezed when they locked their eyes...Max wasn't just looking at her…it is like she looking inside me, deeper, like...beyond me?
The more she was getting close to her, the more it felt like she was in some sort of trance, why she is looking at me like that?
She was a few centimeters from her face now, trying to see what she was seeing, feel what she was feeling.
"Chloe...what are you doing?" Which was the perfect time for Max to wake up.
"Aw! Max! Stop! scaring me like this!"
"But I didn't…"
"You were spacing out for the last 5 minutes thinking god knows what, you are acting soooo damn weird, first your nose starts bleeding, then you start jumping up and down saying 'we are awesome!' Then you start bleeding again, you were crying in the bathroom, and you don't even tell me why! Your pirate sister!"
"Chloe. I am…"
"Was it something I did? Are you angry because I made that drawing on your face when you were sleeping yesterday? Or because of that time... "
Chloe was mentioning any possible reason for Mad Max being Mad at her best friend. Why are you sad dude? And why don't you tell me?
"Chloe! I...I am not mad at you, I. Am. Fine."
"You aren't! And won't even tell me why!"
"Because everything is…"
"Not fine! Who did this to you? If it wasn't me, then who?"
"No one! Why can't you just believe me?"
"Because you are lying to me."
Time to play rough then…
"And since you don't want to tell me the truth...I am leaving you to your thoughts."
"Chloe…"
"Goodbye Maxine."
Turning around she opened the door and was going downstairs smiling and thinking she would totally tell me the truth in the next hour.
Unfortunately for the grinning blonde, she forgot just one thing, something that her friend tried to warn her…
"Chloe wait!"
Wow! That was fast, didn't even took...
...That her skateboard was still at end of the stairs, and she accidentally tripped on it.
Chloe didn't even had time to scream, the surprise and the fall were too fast for her to acknowledge at that time.
She hit her head hard at the railing of the stairs…
She heard loud voices…
"CHLOE!"
"Honey we need to call an ambulance!"
...But the last thing she would see or think was Maxine Caulfield, looking from the stairs, her eyes a fire she never saw in her before, a rage that would scare grown men and women…
"Max..." she tried to call her.
With tears in her eyes and showing a determination that could challenge even a god or gods, Maxine Caulfield raised her hand…