It was a strangely cold but nevertheless beautiful day in Arcadia Bay. Even though the sun was high in the horizon, you only noticed its presence because of its yellow bright light shining though the bus' window. Max her head was thumping, her whole body ached and shivered. Not at all thanks to the weather, but because she had just made one of the hardest decisions in her life. Choosing between life and the death of none other than Chloe. God, had she been selfish in retrospect. She just couldn't bare to see Chloe die in front of her, once again. It didn't help that the conversation she had with Chloe at her room not too long ago kept repeating itself over and over again in her head.
What if I had done what she asked? What would I have said to Joyce, and William? Would they have understood? Would it have been the right thing to do? …show more content…
This had to stop. Frankly, it didn't matter that much really, not for her reality anyway. This wasn't her reality. Her Chloe was save in her own Arcadia Bay somewhere. Thank god. Her stomach lurched at the thought of the Chloe she knew, going through that. Worsened by her making that decision without the luxury of returning to a blue-haired more punky version of her best friend, but actually losing her
What if I had done what she asked? What would I have said to Joyce, and William? Would they have understood? Would it have been the right thing to do? …show more content…
This had to stop. Frankly, it didn't matter that much really, not for her reality anyway. This wasn't her reality. Her Chloe was save in her own Arcadia Bay somewhere. Thank god. Her stomach lurched at the thought of the Chloe she knew, going through that. Worsened by her making that decision without the luxury of returning to a blue-haired more punky version of her best friend, but actually losing her