I did not draw the cover, it was drawn by someone on tumblr so credit to them! If u don't like sex then leave

Sequel to Love Comes With A Price. Chloe Price x Fem!Reader fanfic. Life is Strange fanfiction. You and Chloe have been dating for four years. You've had your ups and downs, petty fights and wonderful nights, but you find yourself wanting more. Will you have a life with Chloe you've only ever dreamed of, or will the stress of the real world send everything to shit.

This story is about pricefield from Life Is Strange

Ever wanted to feel like your in a story with your favourite girl but you're also a girl? Well now you can with this book! Author Note - No proof reads, we die like Ethan Winter's hands from Resident Evil - T.Baker

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?