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

Chap 26: Messed Up And Hopeless

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"Excuse me, but I don't remember this being your room, Mr. Madsen" You said, leaving the door open, but decided to close it when you could sense that whatever conversation you were about to have with this man should be confidential.
"Mr. Madsen? David?" You said, walking towards your bed and sitting down opposite of him. He was so lost in his thoughts that you thought maybe he didn't even notice you entering. He is sitting on your couch, his head buried in his palm leaning forward. You straighten the flannel shirt that your borrowed from Chloe, her scent mesmerising you. Your nude flesh revealed under the rips of her jeans. You were basically dressed as Chloe Price for the day, you weren't surprised when Chloe looked at you in her clothes and seemed like she liked you even more.
After what seemed like endless hours, David finally spoke up.
"I know what you did with Chloe last night, I have surveillance proof of you and her breaking into the Blackwell Pool" Surprised that he didn't know about the money, you decided to leave it out, you were in plenty of trouble already.
"Well, it's not breaking in if I have the key, am I right?" You said, the two of you standing up at the same time, being in each other's faces. You crossed your arms much like an irritated teenager, well you for hell felt like one at that moment.
"And where did you get that key may I ask? From me. Robbery of one's property and belongings, another crime" He said, you snickered in disgust.
"You're so full of shit."
"Don't you think I won't use this against you. I know that this will not end very well for you if Blackwell and the ABPD knows about this, or should I show you?"
"So what? Am I supposed to feel lucky that the only person who knows about this is deciding to use it as a threat? What do you want, Madsen." You spit out the last word as if it was poison on your tongue.
"I want you to stay away from Chloe-"
"Why?"
"You know better than to hang out with people like her, I don't want you or her getting into trouble. So I'm going to start by releasing some of her 'friends'"
"So, you think I'm bad for Chloe? Is that it-"
"And stop dating her!" He hissed through gritted teeth. The slight irritation now boiled into deep rage in your chest, you clenched you fists tightly, feeling your knuckles whiten.
"First of all, how in the hell do you know that. And second of all, are you homophobic now or something? It's twenty fucking thirteen, I don't care if you're homophobic or whatever, you can be anything you want but you don't have the right to tell your daughter who and who not to date."
"I told you, I have surveillance of everything, I heard all your conversations and even that 'confession'" You heart sunk, disgusted that the most amazing moment was now not only between you and Chloe, but also her paranoid-ragefull-annoying-creepy-weird stepdad.
"What the fuck David!"
"I don't want you hanging out with Chloe anymore, for your own sake and also for her."
"Why? Do you think I'm dragging her down? Well let me tell you, we are happy, and it will make her feel so much better for all the shit she experienced for the past five years."
"That's what Rachel Amber also said, but look now, she promised to make Chloe happy, and now Chloe is only more devastated because of her disappearance" David laughs at you before showing an amused expression and continuing to scold you.
"What do you know about her pain? You really think you can live with yourself if you hurt her again? You don't have the right to say that Chloe is happy because of you. You never seen her at her worst, you never seen her dark side-"
"And you have?! Whatever point you're trying to fucking make, it's not changing our mind!" You interrupted him, because the truth is, you couldn't bear with whatever more of what David had to say.
"Don't regret it when you end up hurting her, it seems like fun and games at the start, but it will end in pain. And when you do, that's when I will show you what's real trouble. Good day (Y/S)" He says, going out the door and slamming it behind him.
"I won't hurt her!Ever." You yelled at the door, annoyed and upset about what happened. You paced around your room, occasionally ripping your hair out, frustrated. You couldn't get what David and Victoria said out of your head.
'The thorns on her rose will sting you'
'Don't regret it when you end up hurting her'
Were they right? You couldn't bear the stress alone, so you called up Chloe. Dialing her number which you had the Caller I.D. set up as 'Blue Haired Hottie', you decided to change it later. She picks up almost immediately, sending a smile to be plastered on our face.
"What's up? Why are you calling so fast? Miss me already? I could get someone to handcuff us together" She paused, and you could almost see her smirk." in bed if you'd like."
"What the fuck Chloe, you are utterly disgusting, but there's something I need to talk to you about." You felt tired pressing the phone against your cheek, so you lied down on your couch and set your phone on speaker setting it beside your head.
"What's wrong? Wait just let me- YO ASSHOLE MOVE YOUR CAR, THERE ARE PLENTY OF FUCKING PEOPLE BEHIND ME AND IF YOU'RE NOT GOING TO MOVE YOUR ASS AROUND THE DRIVE THROUGH I WILL BEAT YOU YOUR ASS HELLA DOWN.'' You hear a 'Try me bitch' from the distance, and you chuckled, that's my punk.
"Why are you at a drive through? Donuts ain't enough? How much do you eat, jeez"
"Haha, very funny. I'm getting some stuff to eat 'cuz I'm gonna go smoke a joint and I know I get hella hungry after that." You frowned, the everlasting silence concerned the blue haired on the other line.
"I'm just kidding. I'm honestly just hungry. Would you want to see me as a fatass or a junkie... Or both?" You chuckle but decided to keep it serious.
"It's about, us."
"Oh? What's wrong? We're like about six hours in and you're already not feeling it?"
"It's just that, people kept talking about bad things about you and, I just got worried that's all. I don't want to mess this up." You heard a dry laugh from the other end.
"What the actual hell, (Y/N). Are you seriously going to listen to what other people say rather than believe in our relationship? You're so worried about messing this up? Well guess what you ass, you just fucking did. I can't believe you."
She hangs up on you, you sit up immediately and picked up your phone, trying to redial her number, only to see her send you a message.
'Don't call me! Ever! I can't fucking believe you (Y/N), and to think I really had faith in us'
Not knowing, you felt your eyes watering. You vision blurred, you wiped your tears off, trying to re-read the message hoping that you saw it wrong the first time.
"N-no no no no." You dialed her number again and again, causing for her to block you.
"NO!" You yelled, you thought about looking for her, but you knew that was pointless because you had no fucking idea on where to go. That's when it hit you, they were right, you didn't know her, you don't even know where to look for her!
Feeling hopeless, you crawled over to your bed and curled up into a ball. No, you didn't feel like crying, but you also didn't feel like getting up and going to work. You sniffled, wiping your tears away, accidentally catching a whif of Chloe's scent on her plaid shirt, causing you to be deeper in you sadness. You felt your eyelids drop heavily, muttering one word before drifting to what seems like would be a heavy sleep.
Chloe.