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

Chapter 43

I shouldn't go out there. What if I get shot? He cocks his pistol. Wait, that's it. I grab the bucket and start to sneak up behind Nathan. Chloe looks at me, then back at Nathan.

"Wait Nathan! I uhh...love you." Was that the best thing she could think of? She's not the best improviser.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" He says, really confused. I take the bucket and slam it over Nathan's head, covering his face. He drops the gun, out of shock presumably, and falls to the floor. Chloe grabs the gun, and points it at Nathan. He takes the bucket off and looks up at me, then Chloe.

"It looks like the tables have turned, Prescott." She smiles. I rush over next to Chloe.

"Listen, what I did before, I didn't mean it. You know, come to think of it, I love you too, uh, Clara."

"It's Price. Chloe Price, bitch!" She pulls the trigger, and in an instant Nathan falls to the ground, with a hole in his head. "Come on, we gotta get out of here!" She puts the gun in her pants and grabs my hand. We run out through the bathroom door and then outside. Nobody stopped is, so I'm assuming we went unseen. It's not like Chloe committed a crime or anything. It was out of self defense.

"Chloe, you just killed him!"

"He was going to kill me! And are you Max? Max Caulfield?" I nod.

"It's been awhile, I know, but something serious has happened, and I need to talk to you. Let's go to your truck." I start to walk towards the street.

"How do you know I own a truck?" She stands there confused.

"That's what I have to talk to you about." I start to walk again.

"My truck?" She still stands there.

"No, Chloe. About my ability to rewind time, ok? Now come on." She probably thought I was being sarcastic. She walks behind me to the truck parked on the side of the road. She unlocks it, and we get it.

"Are you ok? You seem...high." She says. I wish. Then I wouldn't be so stressed.

"No, I'm not high, but you're probably going to think I'm beyond high when I tell you this."

"What is it?"

"I was there before. I figured out I could rewind time, and I did, to save you. I caused the fire alarm to go off, and you ran out and no one got hurt. Then we spent the rest of the week together, and there was this giant storm, and we left the Bay, and then a little bit later Jefferson showed up and killed you-."

"What the hell are you talking about? Time travel, a huge storm, and I was killed by that hipster photography teacher? You're crazy!"

"I came from the future. I used a photo and came back. I had to change what happened here, because too many people died."

"You're fucking crazy!" She says. This isn't working. I need to prove to her that I really came from the future. "What happened to you in Seattle? Did you come across some hardcore drugs or something? Because-." I pull the necklace out of my pocket and hold it out in front of her. She stops talking and takes it, then looks at her own. "Where did you get this?"

"From you, when you died." Did going back in time make a duplicate of the necklace? How does that even work? Doesn't matter, I still haven't even figured out why I have these powers to begin with.

"Oh shit. Are you sure you didn't just make it yourself?" She flips the middle bullet around, and examines it thoroughly. "This really is mine." She says as she hands it back to me. "So, you're from the future?"