Life Is Strange: The Price Is Right (Chloe Price x Male reader)

Chapter 4: Rachel Amber

[Dream Sequence]

My vision is completely blurry as I open my eyelids. There is a really painful bright light hovering over me in some room for what it looks like, a photo shoot. I sit up and run my eyes, wondering where the fuck I am.

"Hello... (Y/N)." I heard a soft feminine voice behind me. I turn around to see who was apparently Rachel, bounded to a chair. As her face reassembled the one in the missing person's paper.

"Where am I?" I ask.

"Nevermind that right now." She said, looking straight down then into my eyes. "I know you had an idea to find me. Don't."

"Why not?" I ask. "Chloe misses you,"

"Look at me," She commands. "Do I look like I ended up anywhere good for me? Seeing this would break her heart."

"She still needs answers," I say. "Whatever this cryptic bullshit is right now, I can't just not do it."

"Fine," She admitted in defeat. "But you know you'll just be breaking Chloe's heart."

I looked down and started thinking. I'll take my chances. It's the right thing to do... Right?

"(Y/N)," She calls and I look back up. "Please take care of her for me. I've done some things I wasn't proud of... But I know you'd do the right thing. Even though I only just now talked to you, in a dream."

"I defiantly will," I assure her. "But we will solve this matter for you once and for all."

"Just be careful with her... Please." She says.

"I know what I'm doing. I-" I was interrupted by a door opening loudly, and she shakes her head.

"I have to go," She says. "He's back..."

He? Who's he? I turn around but all I got was a needle in my neck only getting to see a glimpse of brown hair. I fall to the floor and drift off.

[Dream Sequence over]

I wake up panting, god, what was that nightmare? Rachel? Shit... I look next to me and notice Chloe isn't there. I look around and find her sitting in my chair, looking at me. Though, She doesnt wear her beanie or jacket. I now notice that her hair isn't completely blue. It has a hint of purple on the top.

"Morning, dickhead." She smiled.

"Hey..." I say.

"What? No comeback?" She asks, and I held my index finger up while yawning.

"Whore..." I finally say.

She laughs and shakes her head.

"Nice," she says. "How'd you sleep?"

"Uh... Fine." I answer, unsure thinking about that dream. She looked concerned, but dropped it anyway. I heard the door slam open downstairs. Neither of us flinched, though I did raise a brow.

"Who's piece of shit truck blocking the driveway!?" I heard Seth yell. I thought Chloe would be offended, but she chuckled.

"Piss off, Seth! It's just my friend's!" I tell back.

"Okay, but don't tell me to piss off in my own house!" He retorted.

"Piss off!" I yell again.

"Pussy!" He backfired.

I roll my eyes, and Chloe seems to be enjoying the show as she was laughing a bit more. I got off the bed, still dressed in my previous clothes from last night. I heard Seth come up the stairs and enter my room. I look over and spoke. "Sup,"