-[Chloe PricexReader]- All Over Again ~Life Is Strange~

Chap 9: The Past

  It's 2010.12.31, just merely a few hours before the new years, Max has already left Arcadia for about 2 years. You have already attended the college you were going to(2010.9). This chapter revolves around Michael,Rachel and Chloe. Michael(You, since you're twins)-17yrs , Rachel-16yrs, Chloe-16yrs. Max-15yrs.

  2010.12.31.
  CHLOE'S P.O.V
"Where the fuck is she?" I thought, I glanced at my phone and saw that I already sent her 16 messages and 8 calls, none of them are answered. "Godammit Rachel!" We planned to get to the lighthouse for the New Year's and set off fireworks, celebrating our 'we don't give a fuck about the world', and now she's not answering my calls. Great!!! I looked at my phone and saw the time, 10:49PM. Great, and hour left and it's going to be new year's, and she's not even here.
  I lugged the crate of fireworks onto the rusted truck that we found in the junkyard. I was going to show her my mad skills in driving, but I guess maybe she was worried that we'll crash if I drove the both of us, maybe she's already there. I don't fucking know, all I know is I'm leaving and she can call me if she's still going to be in on it. After I dragged the crate of fireworks onto  the back of the truck, I turned on the engine and started speeding off towards the lighthouse.
  When I arrived at the beach, I realised that my truck couldn't go further, so I had to carry the heavy crate all the way up to the lighthouse. Sighing with complaint, I turned off the engine and closed the door, I looked at the crate and I could already feel the soreness on my back, but I had to do this, for Rachel.
  I was at the lighthouse, the crate on my back, beads of sweat dripping off my forehead, I quickly dropped the crate of fireworks in front of the bench, I sat down on the bench and rested my feet on the crate, feeling relieved that I finally fucking made it. But Rachel wasn't here, so I decided to wait a little longer.
  11:20PM
   MICHAEL'S P.O.V
  "Hey! Slow Down!" I yelled as Rachel pulled my hand, running towards the junkyard.
  Rachel and I met a few months back in July, right when summer vocation started.My senior year just started and Rachel was still a freshman. In July, she came to me after the last day of school and started hanging out with me, but I was very clear what her intentions were. She wanted me to help her get into the Vortex Club. I wasn't stupid, but seeing her make such an effort to make me like her I decided to play along with it. As soon as summer ended, or should I say, the daily Vortex Club parties ended, she sopped hanging out with me. And now here she was, pulling me closer to her as we ran to the junkyard.
  "Where are going?" I questioned, Rachel just looked at me and giggled.
  "You'll see, for now, just shut up and follow me" Rachel let go of my hand gestured for me to chase her, I was in the football team, this was nothing for me. As I chased her around, we eventually arrived somewhere unknown, but she knew. It was a small structure built on top of a small hill in the junkyard. I could see light illuminating from the inside.
  "Come!" Rachel said, I followed her into the little building, and my mouth was agape in awe. Strings of fairy lights hung on the wall, multiple posters of Los Angeles taped onto the nearly molded wall, but she put so many posters that almost made didn't notice. A sofa was shoved to the corner, a stereo stood  proudly in the corner. We walked closer into the room, Rachel slouched into the couch before sitting up straight and patted the space beside her.
  "Sit down Michael..I Need to tell you something"  Sensing the seriousness in the situation I sat down beside her, keeping my mouth shut, because I craved badly to make a sarcastic comment in this situation.
  "Did you set this all up?" I asked in curiosity, 'Damn it Michael, you're supposed to shut up!'
  "Yeah, I did, and I did this all for you"
  "F-for..me?" She nodded slowly
  "Look Michael, I know that when I approached you a few months ago, I seemed like I was trying to take advantage of you. Because you're a dumbass Michael, you really are. Ever since the first time I laid my eyes on you, I knew that you were going to be the one that could be manipulated by my fingertips" Feeling offended, I let out a dry laugh.
  "I thought you're trying to be romantic" I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest, and teared away our eye contact.
  "Michael, this is serious, look at me!" Rachel said as she put her hand on my cheek, she leaned in and I could feel her soft lips on my mine. Her lips was soft, warm, while mine was embarrassingly chapped and dry. My arm was still crossed with the other, while my head was facing her, I felt extremely uncomfortable, so I broke the kiss. Rachel looked hurt, so I reassured her with a smile.
  "Sorry, that position was just really... uncomfortable.. Go on" I said, this time, my whole body facing her like it just was.
  "Anyways, you were dumb as fuck Michael, so I decided to approach you. It was easy to make you get interested in me, because look at me, I'm hot as fuck aren't I?"
  "Narcissistic much?"
  "Admit, you wanted me ever since the first time you laid you eyes on me"
  "Fine, so what?"
  "So, it was a good idea for me to approach you, but later on I found out that you weren't that bad, so I started hanging out with you for real. When summer ended, you went back to your stuff, I went back to mine, and that, killed me. Don't think that me leaving you was acceptable for me, don't think that I'm the one who saved you. You're the one who saved me. Yeah, sure I was more popular than you were-"
  "False"
  "Michael, did you actually think that your friends are really your friends? They hang out with you out of sympathy for Christ's sake Michael! And that's why, you're a dumbass. After parties, I would get drunk and get way too wasted, but you were the one who brought me home, brought me back to my dorm. And you stayed by my side for the whole night, no matter how many times I puked on you. Michael, I saw the letter you wrote to that college in New York,  but you never sent it out, why? Because I called you to help me with my homework, or should I say, do my homework for me" I sighed, remembering that day.
  "And now, they are done with enrollment, because they are jerks and they don't see the potential in you Michael. Despite being a dumbass, you'r actually clever, but you don't know how to use it." She put her hands on the both sides of my face and stared at me in the eyes
  "Please don't waste your time with me Michael, please, all I'm going to do is drag you down" Feeling the sincerity in her voice, I  pushed forward, planting another kiss on her lips, this time, she kissed back. As we kissed in this molded abandoned building (Romantic yes I know), I pulled away.
  "No Rachel, you actually helped me, without you and you forcing me into parties, even though you intended to force me to parties so you could get into the club, but you actually helped me. I could say that you approaching me,  was the best thing that ever happened to my life" Rachel smiled.
  "It's also the best thing that ever happened to my life" With that said, we laid in each others arms as she played some music on the stereo,  I looked at my watch and saw that it was 11:59PM.
  "Happy New Year" I whispered into her ear, she kissed me on the cheek.
  "Happy New Year," She paused, then hesitantly opened her mouth again, "I love you Michael."
  "I love you, too" We drifted off to sleep.
  

CHLOE'S P.O.V
  " Happy New Year Arcadia Bay!" The radio on my phone sounded, I furiously threw my phone towards the cliff and took out my lighter. "Where the fuck are you Rachel..." I wiped off the tears that formed in my eye "Don't be a fucking wuss, Chloe, not now, just wait, she might be here in any minute"
  Minutes, hours past, it was now 2 AM in the morning, Rachel is still no where to be seen, I lit the whole crate on fire and walked away, hoping not to be hit by any of the flying rockets that could be exploding into the air. As I walked away,I could hear the crate explode, loud whistles of the fireworks sounded in the sky.
  "I love you Rachel, where are you..."

  A/N: Alright! This is the end of the first 'Past' chapter, hoped you guys liked it and it's your choice if you think what Rachel said to Michael was true or not, maybe she genuinely loved Michael, or she said those words just so she could continue manipulating Michael, it's your choice, but the truth will be revealed in the end. And you are one year ahead of Michael because you skipped a grade, right now you are already on your first year of college, while Michael is still a senior. that's why he was writing letter to that college in New York.Thanks for reading! Bai.
-Kenneth and Ty (That's right I'm back bitches -Kenneth)