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

Chapter 19

Frank's RV is parked right behind Chloe's truck. Why would Frank be here? Does he want something from us? "What do we do?" I ask Chloe.

"I don't know. I mean, I don't think he's here to hurt us. Unless I have some other unpaid debt I forgot about, which is actually very possible." I don't think he wants to hurt us either, but he has to be here for a reason. Drug dealers don't go to schools for fun.

"Should we go talk to him?" I ask.

"Well, I don't even see him. So we'll have to find him first." We should probably check the RV first.

"Let's go check his RV." We walk over to the dirty RV Chloe and knocks on the door. Nothing. Not even Pompidou can be heard barking.

"He's obviously not in here. Pompidou isn't either." Where would he even be, and how long has he been here?

"There you are." Says Frank. Chloe jumps a little. We turn around and see Frank standing there with Pompidou. "I saw your truck here so I decided to come check this place out. I wasn't sure if you two made it."

"Jesus Frank you scared the shit outta me! Why didn't Pompidou bark?"

"Don't know. He's been really quiet since the storm started. Now I don't believe in that Native American bullshit, but they talk about animals and stuff right?" After everything I've seen, I wouldn't dare call it bullshit. The ghostly deer, the butterfly, the storm, it can't all be coincidence.

"I don't know. Maybe he's just scared." I say. I bend down and pat Pompidou on the head. He sits there silently, not even panting.

"So what did you two do last night? How'd you manage to not die?

"We stayed up there." Chloe points up by the lighthouse. "So what'd you do?"

"I drove outta here. I saw that big storm coming so I just left town." That seems like it was the smart thing to do.

"Why'd you come back?" Chloe asks.

"I like this place, I mean, it's my home. And, maybe some people would be interested in buying some of my stuff. These big storms can be really traumatic, and my stuff can help with that." Frank seems to have forgotten that the police are bound to show up. I haven't seen or heard them at all, I wonder if they are coming.

"Yeah yeah yeah, selling drugs and stuff, but have you seen anyone else here?"

"Besides you two, no. It's weird, like everyone vanished or something. You'd think there'd be some people." Jesus, I hope everyone isn't dead. Everyone is silent.

"...Alright, well, we're leaving, so safe travels or whatever." Chloe says while getting her keys out.

"Wait a minute. I'm sure you guys are hungry, right? Why don't you two just stay with me for tonight?" He asks.

"Uhhh, Max, can I talk to you? In private?" She glances at Frank when she says that last part.

"Fine, I'll leave you two at it. I'll just be in my RV when you've decided." He opens the RV door and gets in. Pompidou follows with his head down.

"We're not actually staying with him, are we?" She asks. I don't know what to do. I mean, I am pretty hungry, and I imagine Chloe is too. But can we really trust Frank? He is a shady drug dealer, and why is he being so nice to us all of a sudden?

"Does Frank have a reason to hurt us?"

"I don't think so, but still, why would we stay with him? He put a knife up to my throat on more than one occasion." I believe in forgiveness, so maybe we should just start over with him and act like none of that ever happened. I'm still a little wary of him though.