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Chapter 3 - All the time in the world [G.I.A.S.] by Maiqueti Chapter 3 - All the time in the world [G.I.A.S.] by Maiqueti

Chapter 3 has arrived! Sadly, I have to say that chapter four may take a while, since I will have a really busy week, so... I apologize in advance.
As always, if you spot any grammar issues or mispelling, please let me know so I can fix it.

Especial thanks to my buddy chaosontour  for his helpful advice.
Enough said. Thanks for reading! :D






    Chloe entered the room slowly and closed the door behind her.

    Max’s room was warm and small, lighted by a single lamp over her bed. She was there, lying motionless, awfully pale, breathing with the help of an oxygen mask. The oscilloscope was beeping steady but weakly. Music for Chloe’s ears.

    She sat down next to the bed and looked  deeply at her friend,  while holding the journal with both hands.

“You’re alive.” whispered Chloe, ignoring the tears rolling down her cheeks. “You’re here again, you came back and saved my life. Why, Max? Why?”

    She stayed there in silence for what it seemed like hours, with her eyes locked in Max’s peaceful expression, her barely parted lips behind the mask, her freckles, her long eyelids… She was that clumsy and shy girl she knew five years ago, but all grown up.

    Chloe reached out and grabbed Max hand… it was pale and cold like ice.

“I need you to answer me, Max. Why did you do that? What’s this journal? I…”

“Oh, man… what…?”

    Max held her hand. Even though her being weak and shaky,  she closed her fingers around Chloe’s palm and remained sleeping. Chloe shook her head and couldn't help to smile a little.  She’ll wake up, and she’ll explain every single thing to her. She just knew it.

    Chloe opened the Journal with her free hand and continued reading, fighting with the butterflies flying in her stomach.

Hours became days...

“This is bullshit. This can’t be real.”

“But it makes sense… that’s something I’d do…”

“This shit predicted Rach… goddamnit.”

“So… fucking twisted. What the fuck is this?”

“Oh, man this is insane… I’m sitting here, talking to myself about some crazy shit written on a teenage diary!”

“I need to buy a fucking quantiq physics book If I want to make some sense out of this shit.”

“Oh, Max...You saw my dad again? And you… oh my god. Oh my god, Max. What did you do?”

“Oh, man, this can’t be real! Alternate realities and timelines… this is so fucked up!”

“I can’t believe she was buried in… our lair… Damn it, why she? Why kill her? What kind of world does  this?!”

“How many times did I die? Seriously? It’s like a... hella weird parody of Final Destination or some shit like that.”

“Prescott… You… you son of a bitch! ”

“Jefferson the art teacher? What? No, this is fucking insane.”

“Again? I’m fucking dead again? Unbelievable!”

    Chloe’s mind was total chaos. With every word she read, a new question, which couldn't be solved, appeard in her mind. She spent hours like this, dancing between belief and disbelief. Between truths and lies. Between facts and deliriums.

    The proofs were irrefutable, though. The pictures. Every single one of the pictures of herself that she didn’t remember. The things that Max knew about her life, about her… things that she couldn’t have known if all that was written was just a big lie.

    But it was too much. Too much to bear, too much to assimilate, too much to believe.

    Days passed. Max was still unconscious. The doctors said she was stable, but she would not wake up for a while. Maybe even for another couple of days. It scared the shit out of Chloe that they Doctor's kept Max sedated to bear the pain.

    Chloe stayed by her side. Even when Joyce told her to get back home and she'd watch about Max or when latters parents arrived, in the middle of the night with a panic attack and a storm of tears, asking for their little baby.

    Max kept sleeping, her face relaxed and peaceful. She was scary pale. The mask that helped her breathe and the awful amount of bandages over her bare chest didn’t make her any favours to not look fragile. But she was alive and out of danger,  something that Chloe reminded herself every five or six seconds.

    She tried, without success, to ignore the awkward mix of feelings. Between Max sudden and heroíc reappearance, Rachel’s fate and the journal… her mind was about to collapse and her heart… her heart wasn’t sure if it should feel relief or pain.

    She felt like crap for thinking about it, but the fact that Rachel was found, for better or worse, helped her to give closure to six agonic months of wonder. She hated herself for feeling relieved, now that she had a body to mourn and bury. And she mourned her loved Rachel every single day, and even if it was kind of masochist, she followed the investigation on the news. She just hoped the police would finally do justice for her friend, that all the pain she felt was not in vain.

    When the Dark Room was discovered and made public, due to Nathan’s confession, Jefferson was arrested for kidnapping and murder. That confirmed another waterfall of notes, which Chloe considered as deliriums, written down in Max’s journal. Every time Chloe saw Jefferson’s cold face on the news, she just wanted to smash his stupid lenses and make him pay for all the crimes with her own hands. For Rachel, for Kate… and for Max. Even if she wasn’t his victim in this reality, she had been in another and that thought was enough for Chloe to want him dead.

    After that, Chloe decided that she believed it. All of it. Even the weird stuff. Even the impossible things written in the journal. And part of her wanted to believe all of this was for a reason. She wanted to believe what the journal said, because besides all the shit going on, Chloe and Max seemed… happy. Like when they were kids. Captain Chloe and SuperMax, taking over Arcadia Bay again.

    She wanted to be there when Max woke up, she wanted to talk to her, to hug her, to ask her why, to slap her for leaving, to thank her for coming back,  to tell her she was sorry and so damn grateful. Even though her parent’s would not like her to be on the room twenty-four-seven, they would have to kick her out, literally.

The days became weeks...

    Chloe returned home only to shower and change her clothes. She slept and ate at the hospital, only leaving Max’s room when she needed a smoke to ease her wild thoughts and mixed feelings. And for Rachel's funeral, of course.

    She was in Max's room one afternoon, looking at one of the polaroids she took from the journal, now safe under her bed in a box with Max’s bag, back at home. The polaroid featured the two of them, smiling at the camera, with sleepy faces. Chloe loved that picture, even if she didn’t remember anything of what happened that day. It was truly a portrait of happiness, even with all the weird shit going on around them. And Max… she looked so happy, so beautiful...

“Any news?” Asked Vanessa Caulfield, entering the room.

“Still sleeping” Answered Chloe, with a sigh, hiding the picture on her jacket’s pocket.

    Two weeks had passed, and Max was still sleeping. The doctor said she should had woken up by now, since they retrieved the sedatives and assured her worried parents and pissed off worried best friend that she was stable and her condition was improving, even if she was still unconscious.

“Jesus, why is she taking so long?” Asked Vanessa, like she was just talking to herself.

    Like most of the time, Chloe ignored her, with her full attention on Max’s sleepy face. She was a little ashamed, but even if she had forgiven Max for moving to Seattle, she didn’t forgive her parents for dragging her with them. Stupid and childish, she knew, but she couldn’t help it.

“I’ll grab some food for Ryan and myself… do you want something, dear?

“Nah, I’m okay” Chloe said with her eyes never leaving Max. She noticed something off in her face. Like when they were kids, she frowned a little, and a small wrinkle appeared within her eyebrows. She always could tell when Max was lying because of that little detail.

    Vanessa left the room and closed the door behind her. Just a couple of seconds later, Max opened her eyes softly, almost sleepy and looked at Chloe’s surprised expression. Then Chloe realized she was... faking to be asleep.

“Chloe…” Max said, with a lazy smile and throaty voice. “You look like shit.”

“Max! Amazeballs!”

    Chloe hugged her carefully but tightly, drowning her face in Max’s hair.

“You’re fine, I can’t believe it. You’re here!” Chloe thought, feeling the tears rolling down her face.

    She never felt so relieved in her entire life and she didn’t notice how tense was her body until she saw the deep dark blue eyes of her friend looking at her. It felt like all her muscles relaxed together, out of the sudden, and she felt dizzy for a moment.

“You’re alive” Said Max, weakly. She was crying too. “You’re alive, Chloe. I did it.”

    Chloe pulled out of the hug, but she never left Max’s hand, holding it tight, intertwining their fingers.

“Dude, you scared the shit out of me” Chloes aid with her trembling voice, managing to dry her tears with the back of her free hand. “I thought… Damn it, I thought you died. You can’t just appear out of nowhere and do that to me”

“Of course I can, Chloe. And I did.” Max mocked her, even if she looked so dry and wasted, so beaten up just for being awake a couple of minutes, she was the same smartass Chloe remembered.”I’m so, so sorry about everything. I mean it. I didn’t forgot about you, even if I was an asshole and didn’t call. I’ll never forgive myself for leaving you...”

“Hey, hey, stop” Said Chloe, rising her hands. “Don’t worry about it. It’s all in the past, you’re here now… and you hella saved my life. Whatever happened back then… it’s over now. You’re here, that’s what matters. How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine” Max answered, while Chloe raised up an eyebrow in disbelief. “All right… I feel like crap. My chest is killing me and I can’t stand this thing nailed in my hand… I… hate needles.”

    Max looked at her hand, where the niddle of the serum was under her skin and a chill ran down her spine. Chloe nodded with a sad expression on her face.

“Well, that made more sense. I’ll go find your parents. They’d be really happy to see you’re awake.”

“Don’t” Said Max, grabbing her hand.

    Chloe could feel her gut twist… and that feeling was not exactly unpleasant.

“Butterflies again? How old are you, Chloe? Twelve?”

“I know they’d want to see me, yeah. But I need to ask you something first.” Continued Max.

    Chloe looked at her, rising an eyebrow, absolutely confused.

“How much time was I unconscious?”

“Two weeks… You got us all worried to death.”

“What about the weather? Did… something unusual happen?” Asked Max, intensively. She was visibly preoccupied about it.

“Honestly… A lot of weird shit was going on.” Answered Chloe, with a shady expression. Then, she grinned at Max’s worried expression and mocked her. “But the weather forecast didn’t announced tornados for Arcadia Bay this year.”

    They looked at each other for a second and then Max relaxed a little, smiling. Chloe couldn’t help herself but to smile when she saw her friend letting herself fall back to bed, sighing with relief.

“I can’t believe I actually did it…” She whispered, almost for herself. “So… if you know…”

    Chloe sat back on her chair and looked at Max eyes with intensity. She needed to know, she needed to be sure… She needed to hear from her lips. Every single thing.

“I read the journal” She said. “And… a lot of things happened while you were… not here.”

“I can… guess.” Max said, frowning a little. “Start from the beginning. Tell me everything. Then, we can talk about the journal. I bet you have like a thousand questions about it.”

“Well, that’s an understatement… Do you have two or three weeks to answer my questions, SuperMax? I’ll take a while.”

    Max squeezed her hand and looked at her right to the eye, with an intensity and affection that made Chloe blush slightly and look away, remembering about the kiss Max described in her journal. For a moment, she felt so odd and yet so… warm.

“I have all the time in the word for you now.”



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StrangeWandering Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
Daww, Bae before Bay!
Maiqueti Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2016  Hobbyist Digital Artist
TheClassica Featured By Owner Apr 2, 2016
Wow very nice Heart Heart Heart 
Maiqueti Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2016  Hobbyist Digital Artist
CuriousStraydog Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2016  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
And she's finally awake! ;w; It seriously kinda felt like forever. Time is so strange, sometimes. (Pun somewhat intended. XD) Again, the chapter and picture both are just so phenomenal! I can't just kicks hella butt, okay! <3333
Maiqueti Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2016  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Amazing ^^ 
Yeah, it seemed like a long time, even for me xD 

Thanks a lot!
Grummel83 Featured By Owner Dec 12, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Glad she's awake again. :phew:
I really like you alternative reality. It's well written. :thumbsup: revamp 
I'm curious how this is going and fortunately I've some chapter left to read in the next days. :)
Maiqueti Featured By Owner Dec 12, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you :hug:
Grummel83 Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Always a pleasure. :huggle:
Infro Featured By Owner Dec 7, 2015
Maiqueti this is just wonderfull. This is the "almost happy" ending I wanted :) Great job and I really like your writing, keep up the good work :) And I will be coming for more :)
Maiqueti Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Glad to hear this! your comments are really encouraging. Thanks a lot for the support!
Tali0Zorah Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2015
It's really enjoyable to read! I like the premise of it and reading it from Chloe's perspective really helped. If it could stay in Chloe's POV I think it would really make the fic even better. :D
Maiqueti Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you, it means a lot. Glad you like it! :D
The only chapter I planned to write from Max's perspective was the first one, just because I wanted show her feelings for Chloe. The rest of the story will be from Chloe's perspective, since we don't actually know how she feels during the game, so I wanted to give her more importance.

Thanks again, enjoy the story and don't hesitate to give me your opinion about the next chapters. I'd really appreciate it! :)
Tali0Zorah Featured By Owner Nov 24, 2015
Sounds like you've got it all figured out which I'm glad to hear! I'm sure you'll be great.
Grummel83 Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Nice drawing again. :)
Comment on story will follow later. :nod:
chaosontour Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2015
uh whats this? seems like fanfic.
could be interesting, ill read it :D

jk keep going.
Maiqueti Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Ha, I know you're dying to
Thanks again!
BarbDBarb Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
This is amazing :o ur drawing skills are awesome :)
Thanks for making my mornings great :) Heart 
Maiqueti Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Aw, thank you! :hug: :hug:
This made my day, really ^^
BarbDBarb Featured By Owner Nov 24, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Im glad :) cuz u made mine too :D
Your welcome :)
enterprisedavid Featured By Owner Nov 22, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
great story 
Maiqueti Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks! Glad you're enjoying it so far!
enterprisedavid Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
i'm loving it
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