Life is Strange: The Cruel Hand of Fate

Chapter 10 of my Life is Strange story, enjoy.

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Chapter 10

Max bit her lip as she entered Blackwell for another day, her mind however was still on Warren.

'There's still no change, but...ll the same, I still can't find out anything more...thanks to his parents.' She thought sadly.

It was true, she had not been able to return to the hospital, especially knowing Warren's family were there. They were right to blame her, she felt, but still, she found their reactions surprisingly extreme.

She couldn't help but wonder. 'Did Warren really have to live with that, for so many years. No wonder he was glad to come to Blackwell...'

Warren's hard work ethic and high GPA, as well as one of his texts to her in the other timeline now made sense. It was all due to his parents, the pressure they put on him to do well, pressure they no doubt put on Emma as well.

Max couldn't help feeling sorry for the poor girl. 'Warren was able to escape, but she still has to suffer it. She's treated so horribly, like she's not meant to have a voice of her own...Wouldn't surprise me if they even made her wear that dress too.'

She continued to dwell on her thoughts however, still upset and worried for Warren's sake. Especially as she now heard the whispering.

She cringed as she could hear the other students, all talking about Warren being shot. She felt even more horrible as she heard some of them talking about her too. Mentioning how he had protected her.

'Just make me feel even more guilty...they're all so shocked too.' She noted ruefully. 'What, is it that surprising Warren doing that; of course he would...He'd protect anyone he called friend, or...or more...'

An unfamiliar ache filled her chest at that moment as she remembered. Warren had confessed to her that night, had told her his feelings, his love for her. Sadly, they had been attacked before she could respond, now she was terrified, terrified he would die, without ever knowing how she truly felt.

"You!"

She flinched and looked up, to see Brooke standing there, glaring at her.

"Brooke..."

Brooke snarled. "This is all your fault, you got Warren shot!"

"Brooke!"

It was Dana, rushing to her defence, but she was too far gone to care.

In fact she shook her head. "No Dana...she's right."

That even made Brooke pause; shocked at Max's reaction, at how she wasn't even fighting back.

Brooke stammered, realizing Max in fact blamed herself. "I...I..."

Max just shook her head; it was just a fact, what happened to Warren was all her fault.


Later in the day, Max found herself at the hospital; she bit her lip as she walked through the doors.

'I...I can't, I've had enough of this, I can't just sit and wait; I must see Warren.'

She was determined to see him, even if it meant facing his family, his parents, it was a risk she was willing to take. Sure enough, as she reached the door to Warren's room, she saw his parents sitting there. The moment they saw her they glared.

"What are you doing here?" Mrs. Graham demanded. "You were told..."

Max shook her head. "I want to see Warren, I need to know if he's..."

Mrs. Graham cut her off. "It's none of your business, you have no right to be here, you hurt him and..."

"I am his friend, I care about him, for who he is, not like you!" Max snapped. "I've seen the way you treat Emma, no doubt Warren too, you should be ashamed."

Mr. Graham growled. "How dare you, you have no right to judge us this way, what would you know anyway, you are nothing but a..."

"She's right, you know, you are just as bad as she says, maybe worse."

Max turned, shocked by someone speaking up for her. It was a young man of twenty apart from that, a more muscular build and being unshaven, Max was startled to see the man was the double of Warren.

"Liam!" Mrs. Graham cried, startled.

Max looked between them, even more confused. "Who…?"

Liam explained. "I'm Warren's brother, Liam Graham."

"What are you doing here?" Mr. Graham asked, rather aggressive.

Liam glowered. "I'm here to see Warren, not you, now enough...Miss…?"

Realizing he was talking to her Max replied at once. "Max Caulfield."

"Right, well, on you go, see Warren...Ignore these clowns."

She was startled by his harsh words towards his parents, they too were scandalized, but she ignored them. Taking her chance she went and entered Warren's hospital room.

She couldn't help but smile at the sweet sight before her; Emma was in the room with Warren. However she wasn't sitting on the chair by the bed, her shoes had been casually kicked off and she now lay on the bed by Warren's side, curled up and cuddled into him.

'Aww, that's so sweet, Warren has such an affectionate little sister.' She thought happily.

Looking up from where she was Emma sat up, smiling.

"Oh, hi Max." She said happily. "Mom and dad let you in?"

Max shook her head. "No, I wasn't allowed in until your um...brother showed up to make them let me in."

"What?" Emma gasped, her eyes lighting up. "Liam's here?"

Max nodded and, seeing her confusion, Emma began to explain.

"Liam was...estranged from us, he could never fit with mom and dad's view of a 'perfect son', so he left." She sighed. "Warren got away as soon as he could too and I'm going to as well, but don't tell them that, they're already suspicious."

Max nodded, smiling, relieved for Emma's sake. Emma, quickly pulled her shoes on and took this chance to go out and see Liam, meanwhile, Max sat in the chair and smiled in relief. For Emma had told her something else; Warren was out of danger, for now, for her, that was something to hold onto, to hope for.


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