(Another pic from one of my hikes, it was so moody in the woods and really gave me Life is Strange vibes.)
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Warnings: Mentions of death and mourning, also this one is just super sad and hits the feels, sorry!
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"So Max. Can you tell me a little about what's going on?" Her therapist Owen asked.
"No." Max said, crossing her arms.
"Max, you realize why you're here. Right?" Owen asked.
"Because my parents are worried about me." Max said.
"Exactly. If you could just-"
"They should stop." Max said.
"Stop?" Owen asked.
"Worrying. They should stop worrying." Max said.
"And why is that?" Owen asked.
"Because I'm fine." Max said, staring at the wall.
"Are you?" Owen asked.
"Yes." Max said.
"You've been through a lot Max. You have a lot of trauma that you need to process."
Max whipped her head away from the wall to stare daggers at Owen.
"I said I don't want to talk." Max said.
"Okay. Can you tell me about Chloe?" Owen asked.
"That depends." Max said. "What do you want to know about her?"
"Anything." Owen said.
Max thought for a moment.
"Well. She's my best friend. More than my friend even. She's my rock."
Owen nodded in understanding.
"How often do you see her?"
"She's staying at my place until she figures things out." Max said.
Owen nodded again.
"I see. Can you tell me a little about you though?"
Max shook her head.
"Max. If you don't want to talk to me that's fine. But you have to understand that I'm here to help." Owen said. "You can tell me anything."
Max rolled her eyes in disbelief.
"You're not gonna go tattle to my parents?" Max asked.
"Max. I'm a family therapist. I'm here to help you and your parents get through this."
"They didn't live through a storm!" Max yelled. "They didn't sit at the top of a cliff and watch an entire town get ripped to pieces as their friends died. They didn't make that choice!"
Owen scribbled in his notebook.
"What do you mean by that Max?" Owen asked.
Max shook her head.
"Tell me a little about this storm." Owen said.
Max ignored him.
"What about Chloe. Where was she when this happened?"
"With me." Max said. "We've been together since the storm. I never leave her side except for these pointless appointments, and quite frankly I'd like to leave so I can be with her again."
"Hmm." Owen said, writing in his notebook. "So you and Chloe are close?" He asked.
"I thought that was obvious." Max said.
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Amberpricefield Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of Amberpricefield oneshots that somewhat have a connection, but some may be totally random. May include some pricefield only chapters or Amberprice only. Most take place in an AU where no time travel was involved and no impending doom...
