The Dream

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I do not own Life Is Strange or any of it's characters, and I do not own Carmilla or any of it's characters.

Quick Note: Oh my god guys, 1k reads! Thank You all so much for following this story. I know some of you don't like Danny, that's perfectly cool, and I'm glad to see any response to my story. I have a few names I want to mention, readers who have read, voted, and even commented on part after part. 

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Thank you all for reading my story, I hope you stay with it and enjoy. And don't worry you Chloe fans, she's not done fighting for you just yet. ;) Now, back to the story. 

      You were standing on an enormous cliff face staring out at the sea. You wore a sort of toga- dress- wrap thing, and your hair had been braided in a crown around your head. You heard your name being called and you turned, but no one was there. 

      Suddenly, you felt something, you couldn't describe it, but it was telling you you had to get to a certain place, fast. You ran as fast as your feet would take you, and it felt like you were riding the wind. Then suddenly you were there. The field was covered in littered spears and bows and swords, and you looked at either end of you. 

      On your left stood Chloe, dressed in a ripped toga and clutching a broadsword, a murderous look upon her face. On your right stood Danny, dressed in amazonian armor and drawing back a bow ferociously with determination in her eyes. You held out your hands, but your feet were cemented to the ground. They both ignored you and started to charge at one another. You screamed and cried at them to stop but your voice came out a whisper, hoarse and tiny. 

      You bolted awake as they reached each other. You sat up in your bed, panting. You were soaked in sweat, your first nightmare in years chilling you to the bone. Suddenly the light turned on and you shielded your eyes.

      "So how was your coffee date?" Chloe asked venomously, leaning against the wall. You  stared at her before throwing back the covers and rushing towards her, grabbing her by the shirt and kissing her passionately. Her eyes widened, taken aback before she smirked and pulled you against her. 

      You pulled away and she grinned. "Well finally, It's about time you took the lead." She rolled her eyes and you smacked her lightly on the arm. 

      "Now as much as I'd like to continue this, you should probably shower, you're really sweaty." She acknowledged, and you nodded. "I will.. if you come with me."  Her grin widened as you took her hand and dragged her to the bathroom. 

      "Holy shit, you have no idea how sexy you're being right now." Chloe chuckled and you just rolled your eyes as you closed the bathroom door behind you. 

       You walked over to the shower and turned it on as Chloe looked around reading the graffiti. While she busied herself with that, you stripped down to your birthday suit. Finding yourself becoming severely impatient, you walked over and hugged her from behind, earning a gasp and some stuttering. 

      "You.. Um.. naked.. woah." Was about all she could manage and you smiled. "The water's getting cold.." You said as she turned around, glancing you up and down. 

      "Fuck the shower." She hoisted you up and sat you on the edge of the sink, capturing your lips with her own. You kissed back equally forceful and yanked at her tank-top, letting her know you wanted it off and you wanted it off now

      She paused to do as you wanted, tossing the shirt to the side. You leaned up and kissed her again, threading your fingers through her hair with one hand as the other snaked up and unclasped her bra. She grinned against your lips, running her hands up and down your body slowly and sensually, sending shivers up your spine. 

      The bathroom was filling with steam, sucking all the moisture out of the air. You could barely breath between that and the satisfaction Chloe was giving you. Her lips left yours to explore past your jaw, neck, shoulder, chest, down down down until you gasped, grasping her hair. 

      "Holy FUCK!" You exclaimed, and Chloe smirked from her current position. "Shh.. we wouldn't want to wake anyone up, babe." 

      "Too late..." smirked Victoria as she videotaped the whole thing.

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