Life is Strange: The Cruel Hand of Fate
Chapter 3 of my Life is Strange story, enjoy.
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Chapter 3
Max smiled softly to herself as she returned to Blackwell; it had been a long day, but she felt lighter than she had in a long time. She had been out all day; getting a few extra shots for her homework project. That wasn't all, she had also gone to visit Joyce and David, especially as David wasn't at work today.
'Ever since Chloe died...things have been so hard n David and Joyce...' Max recalled. 'Especially Joyce I mean; losing William was bad enough; to lose Chloe too.'
Yet Max couldn't deny, she was impressed by Joyce, beyond impressed. Despite everything she continued with her life; regal and dignified in her grief. It was hard on David too, on top of everything else he had suffered; he had to cope with losing Chloe, never able to bridge the gap between them, Chloe never knowing how much he cared.
It was all a mess of emotions and problems. But Max couldn't deny, it was amazing how well they'd been coping, they had each other. She wished she could have coped so well; it was still so hard for her, but she knew she had help too.
It was just a matter of time; time to spend healing and hopefully, in the end, things would work out for the best. That hope held strong within her.
Biting her lip Max couldn't hep but note the time; it was late, already after dark.
She cringed but saw on her phone the time. 'Damn; that was close; it's not after curfew yet so, that's okay. I still have time to get back to the dorms.'
Putting her phone away she let out a relieved sigh before making her way there. She smiled lightly as she looked around, enjoying the peaceful nature of the campus at night.
She still felt the sensation of being watched and had been for some time; still, she hoped once she got back to her dorm room that she'd be able to calm down and take her mind off it. Unfortunately that was not the case as she began to get closer to the dorms when suddenly, she felt the strange creeping sensation again, before it happened.
Before she could react, she was suddenly grabbed and yanked off the path into the nearby trees.
"What the-MRUGH!?" She cried out before being silenced by a hand clamping over her mouth.
A gruff male voice growled. "Shut up bitch."
She was aware of more people around her; all of them clearly male, clad completely in black and all threatening.
"It's her alright." Another remarked.
The one holding her laughed and replied. "Good, let's get started then."
Max cried out, muffled by the hand covering her mouth as she was attacked.
'God what is, where did they…?' She thought frantically.
But her thoughts were soon overwhelmed by the pain as she was attacked, beaten hard, she was afraid of something worse happening. Their actions were too rough and painful, yet no hint could be gleaned from their actions that she was due to be raped or killed. It was clear that they weren't going to stop, at least until they reached either result.
Fighting desperately, despite the pain, she actually struggled against her attackers and managed to surprisingly break free. She stumbled, startling herself as much as the assailants.
"Fuck, get her!"
Max however was up and running, despite her pain, despite her dizziness. She could only think of one thing, she needed to run, to escape, to lose them.
'Fuck, fuck, what am I gonna do, I can't...I'm trapped.' She thought frantically.
She had to think of something, otherwise they would catch her and then she shuddered to think what would happen to her. Doing the only thing she could she rushed towards the dorm building, she knew they'd see her, but it was her only choice, no other place was available.
But she still had one option, one she'd never even dare consider under normal circumstances. Acting purely in desperation she sought refuge...in the boy's dormitory. Shaking her head she tried to think; but she was still too panicked.
Especially as she knew she was still being pursued, she needed to find proper shelter. She wasn't sure what led her to make her decision but she hurried down the corridor, heading for Warren's room, knocking on the door frantically, praying he'd answer quickly.
To her relief the door opened, when it did so, Warren was there; clad in simple sweatpants and a T-shirt. His eyes widened in shock when he saw her.
"Max!?" He gasped. "Whoa, what the...what happened to you?"
He was shocked first by her presence in the boy's dormitory, then by the state she was in, she had clearly been beaten up and was frantic.
"Warren, please, I...I..." She gasped.
Looking around; realizing she was still in danger from whoever attacked her, he simply reacted.
"Quickly, come in."
He stepped back, letting her into the room. He then closed the door, turning to Max, worried desperately for her.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
