Chloe's POV

"Everything went to shit when you left. My dad was gone, you were gone. I felt abandoned. I've tried to lock the world out but it all came crashing down making everything even worse and I was just, lost."
Max looks at me, the only thing I see is regret in her eyes.
"I feel like such and asshole for not calling you. I didn't know how to reach out to you, I should've called or sent a text atleast."
"Don't sweat it Max. The damage is done, I was broken and alone. Seeing you again though, has given me some hope."
Her face continues to show regret and sadness. I don't want her to be sad but this is a confusing situation for me as well.
"Seriously though, don't be such a downer now. Chloe and Max have reunited! Two dangerous pirates ready to fuck shit up in Arcadia Bay.
Don't you feel how epic this is. How epic we are!"
I pull her up so that we are sitting in front of each other, on the bed.
I grab her shoulders and shake her a little bit.
"Together we are going to own this town."
Her smile finally breaks through and I can feel my own frown turnning into a smile, a genuine one. She looks excited and ready to take over the world.
"When you came downstairs, you said another girls name. Rachel?"
My heart stops, Rachel and I had an awful fight. When I ran downstairs, I thought she was here to talk. But honestly, I should know better. Rachel is always on the move, she's like a tornado, nothing or no one can stop her, not even me.
The fight was pretty nasty, I've said some things I'm not proud of, and Rachel has all the right to be angry, but everytime that I tried to reach out to her she would tell me to fuck off and grow up.
It hurts though really, and especially since I'll have to tell Max about her.
"Rachel saved me. She rescued me when I was barely hanging on.
I'm forever thankful for her friendship although I think it might be over now."
"What why?"
Fuck, why did I say that. It's the truth but maybe I should've put it differently.
In all honesty, I was angry at Max and yes Rachel and I are... were really close because of that. I thought that the day I'd see Max again, I would be furious and to angry to even look at her but when I walked down an hour ago and saw her standing there, my heart stopped.
I dreamed about the day I would see her again. In most of them we ended up hugging in tears, in others I was yelling at her and blaming her for all the shit in my life.
Those mixtures of feelings describe me perfectly, I'm just filled with rage and repressed emotions.
"Rachel and I had a discussion and it didn't end so well. I don't want to talk about it, I wanna know what your hippie ass has been doing the last five years. Did Seattle suck?"
I can see that she wants to know more, it's the way her eyes shine with curiosity but I seriously don't want to talk about it.
"Not at all, I made some new friends. No one ass badass as you though."
"Nice safe."
She gives me an eyeroll and continues her story. I can't help but to feel filled with joy. In the beginning I thought this was some surreal dream but now I know she's actually sitting in front of me. Telling me about her adventures in the big city, how I wish we could've done everything together.
Now we finally get the chance to make up for lost time.

Max's POV

After dinner I left Chloe's place and went home to my dorm. I would've stayed longer if David hadn't reminded me that Blackwell has a curfew. Joyce told me that I could stay the night if I would return in the future, which I obviously will.
Joyce hasn't changed a bit and that guy David seems paranoid but okay I guess. I can see that Chloe hates his guts. She's always prepared to give him some kind of sarcastic answer or trying to push his buttons. If there's one thing that changed a lot it's Chloe.
The blue hair, the tattoos and not to mention her new wardrobe. She has turned into a real punk and honestly I really like her new style. Not only does she look good in those clothes, she looks so comfortable in them as well.
It's nothing for me though, I like to keep it simple. Just a tshirt and jeans for this pirate.

I would've loved to stay longer but I have some classes to attend tomorrow morning and knowing myself I would've never gotten a decent night of sleep.
I still got so many questions for her.
Even though we caught up, there's still so many words left unsaid.
If I had to tell Chloe everything that I want to tell her, including how much I really care for her, I would be all out of breath.
She always ment the world to me, when I was feeling terrible she would be there and I did the same, until distance seperated us and I became scared to talk to her.
I moved away while her father recently passed away, I could only imagine the anger. As time passed my courage to contact Chloe faded.
And everytime I thought about calling her, I remembered how long it had been and how angry she would be if I suddenly called.
I was afraid that she changed and hated me, that she moved on and forgot about me. Come to think of it I have been such a selfish bitch. Everything that I was scared off she must've been scared off as well.

Maybe she imagined how I was just living my life not even considering to contact her anymore. It's time to stop thinking like this.
I screwed up big time, but now I finally got the chance to fix it.
Nothing makes me happier than being around Chloe.
Even though we changed a lot, both in appearance and character, the feeling I get by being near her is still the same.
I feel giddy and young, more confident and stronger because I know she'll have my back and I am certain again that whatever falls onto our paths, we will face it together.