October 14
So yesterday was crazy, to say the least. I shared a joint with Chloe, it didn't taste too great, but the feeling afterwards was pretty amazing. I felt completely free. No guilt. I felt happy. But then I got way too relaxed and fell asleep. But, holy shit, did I need that sleep.
Chloe and I got into an argument with each other. It was stupid. I can't believe I told her that I'm in love with her! So STUPID! I ran off and she started chasing me, I didn't want to deal, so I used my rewind so she couldn't catch up. Dick move, Caulfield. Then I ran into Mark Jefferson. He punched me in the face. When I woke up, I was back in his Dark Room. I can't believe I had to live through that bullshit again! He drugged me, tied me up, and took pictures of me. It's all still a little fuzzy. Fuck I hate him so much!
Chloe showed up not long after. I don't know how she figured it out; she's truly amazing. She pulled a gun on him, but she didn't know I unloaded it. Another dick move. He knocked her out and then did the same shit to her. We managed to free ourselves; Chloe shot him with his own gun! Then I smashed him over the head with his expensive equipment.
Chloe was in pretty bad shape, so I drove us out of there. The doctors that were hanging around Blackwell told me to take Chloe to the Portland hospital. She was pretty out of it, thankfully we bumped into David and Joyce at the school, I told them about the situation with Jefferson, and he passed the information onto the police.
Once I'd got Chloe to the hospital and got her checked out, Joyce called me. The service is still out in Arcadia Bay, so she had to use a payphone. She told me that Jefferson was dead when the police found him. Apparently he could've survived if I hadn't knocked him out, causing him to release the pressure on the gunshot wound inflicted by Chloe. That's one death I don't feel guilty about, which is ironic, considering it's the only one I'm directly responsible for.
Chloe had to get seven stitches in her head. She's sleeping, hooked up to some morphine and other fluids, to keep her hydrated. The doctors said her concussion was pretty bad and that she'll probably have to stay here tonight as well.
It's horrible looking at her like this. I shouldn't have run off. I shouldn't have taken those bullets out of her gun. We wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for me! I just want Chloe to wake up already so I can apologise and beg for her forgiveness.
Killer Caulfield.