Afterwards: A Life Is Strange Fan-Fiction <A Choice Story>

Chapter 13

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"What!? Nathan, I-" I start to blush.

"Caulfield, come on. Your punk friend isn't going to be gone forever. I see the way she looks at you, and I don't want her hurting me because I'm flirting with her crush. So let's go." He says demandingly. I slowly lean on him, making sure I don't hurt him. I guess I'm just acting on impulse. I don't like Nathan, but I would be stupid to not accept his invitation: he's cute. "That's it Caulfield. You don't know how long I've wanted you like this." You're right. I don't know how long you've wanted me like this. I didn't know you ever wanted me like this. I slowly press my lips against his, and in that moment I could feel the blood rush to my head and in my cheeks. We let up after a few seconds, and I sit up on him.

"Wowser." I say. That was easily one of the best kisses I have ever had. Though, it was one of the only kisses I've ever had, but it could easily beat some average kiss.

"Shut up and kiss me again, Caulfield." He demands. Damn, he's really dominant, but I'm submissive. I lean my head down and kiss him again. This time he places his hands on the sides of my head and kisses me aggressively. I kiss back, not as aggressive, but still more aggressive than I did before. I would move my hands onto him, but I'm holding myself up so I'm not crushing his wounds and hurting him. He pokes his tongue into my lips, like he's demanding entrance into my mouth. I let his tongue in, then mine is greeted with his, which is darting around. This is really intense, yet really passionate. We both want this, and with his dominating nature, he gets it. He likes controlling me, it must make him feel good or something. I wonder how that relationship worked out with Victoria, because knowing her she seems pretty dominating herself. Maybe he didn't like her. He did imply that he wanted this for a long time. We let up again.

"Damn, Max. That was great." He says with a smile. It really was. A little intimidating, but still great.

"Yeah." I respond quietly.

"You know Caulfield, you're a lot dirtier than I thought." He says with his smile growing bigger. My cheeks start to get really warm. I think I'm blushing.

"No one's ever said that about me." I say. Of course, I haven't really been with very many people in a romantic way.

"Less talking and more kissing. Come on Caulfield!" He snaps. I lean may face back onto his and we lock lips yet again. I let out a long, slow moan of pleasure. I didn't mean to even do that, so I don't know what happened. Nathan seems to like it, as he is getting more aggressive in his kissing. His tongue is also moving around faster. He puts his hands around me, almost in a hug. He has full control over me now. I don't know what's coming over me. I normally don't like people bossing me around. We let up again. This time it wasn't very long, but it was a lot more intense.

"This is really intense." I say while gasping for air. Nathan looks pretty worn out too.

"Yeah. But we're not done here." He says. He leans up to kiss me but I get up. "What the hell Caulfield?!" He almost yells. If we continue doing this, I don't want Chloe coming in to see it.

"I should go see if Chloe's busy up there and won't come back." I say. He narrows his eyebrows.

"Fine! Go check on your bitch, but I want you back here right after." He says angrily. I walk out of the darkroom quietly and up the stairs, with my head down. I don't know what I'm doing with Nathan. I don't know why I'm doing it either; I normally wouldn't take this shit from Nathan. This has been a very stressful week, and Nathan just flat out asked me to kiss him. I can't say no to something like that. I walk almost to the top of the stairs and peek over. Chloe's standing in the doorway, smoking a cigarette. She's staring off down into the bay. Damn, she looks really troubled. This is such a cliche, a troubled person staring off into the distance, but this is what she's doing. I don't know what else you're supposed to do when smoking outside.

Nathan wants me to go back down, so I probably should. I'm not going down because he told me, I'm going down because I want to. I quickly and quietly make my way down the stairs so Chloe doesn't hear me. Sorry Chloe, I know you're troubled, but I can't talk to you now. I walk through the darkroom entrance and go over to the coach. Man, I feel like I'm turning my back on Chloe, and for what, some guy? But this isn't some guy, he's Nathan Prescott, the richest and most popular guy in school. Come on Max, you're batter than that high school popularity bullshit. I guess I just made out with Nathan on impulse, or living in the moment or something. I'll think about this stuff later.

"Caulfield." I hear Nathan say quietly. It sounds like he's having trouble talking and he's wheezing when he breathes.

"Nathan, are you ok?" He wasn't doing this before when I was in here.

"I-my." He gasps for air. "My chest hurts. I think something's happening to my lungs." He manages to spit out. He does have major bruising to his chest. Something must have happened to his rib cages and that in turn injured his lungs.

"Oh my god!" I don't know what to do to help. I'm not a doctor.

"Caulfield, I just want-" he gasps for air. "I want you to kiss me again. For the last time, because I doubt I can survive this." I can kiss him one more time, especially if it's going to be his last. This probably isn't good for his breathing, but if he knows he's going to die, and he's ok with this, then I'm ok with it. He sits up on the couch and grabs his chest in pain. I sit next to him on the couch, and stare into his eyes. They're starting to get really watery. Man, I would take him to the hospital, but it's been completely destroyed. He slowly leans into my face and starts to kiss me, and I kiss back as best I can. He isn't as aggressive as he was before; it feels like he actually means this kiss to be sentimental. This kiss definitely feels more passionate than the other ones, this one feels right. We let up after about 10 seconds of kissing.

"Wowser." I whisper. That was truly the best kiss I've ever had.

"Max, I know I already-" he gasps for air. "I already apologized for what I did, but I want to apologize again. I really didn't mean anything against you."

"It's ok Nathan, I swear."

"Listen Caulfield. I have to tell you something."

"Yeah? What is it?" I say in a light voice.

"Rachel. Rachel Amber-" He gasps for air. "Rachel is-" he slowly closes his eyes and lays down on the couch. I sit there staring at him for a few seconds. If this isn't a cliche then I don't know what is.

"Nathan? Nathan!?" I say while shaking his shoulder. I think, he's dead. I start to cry. Nathan was truly a good person. He just ended up falling into the hands of Mark; the wrong hands. He should have gotten the help he needed. With all of the corrupt money his family has, he could have gotten a lot of help. "Rest in peace, Nathan." I say quietly. I wipe the tears from my face and get up off the couch. I should go to Chloe now. I walk out of the darkroom and up the stairs. "Oh my god! Chloe?!"

"Don't come any closer bitch! I know what you two did to my son!"
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