William's POV

I sit across misses Amber on the dinner table my birthday cake inbetween us.
I really want a piece of that cake my mom was working so hard on it.
But I don't want to eat without them.
"How do you know my moms?"
The woman looks up. She was thinking and I probably interupted that. Good.
"Oh so they really never told about me?"
"I heard my ma say your name once but she wasn't happy. I remember her being angry when the phonecall ended."
Her face turns sad.
"I was a bit of a pain in the ass for your mothers."
"What did you do?"
An awkward silence.
"It's really not my place to tell you."
"No indeed it isn't."
My ma walks in the room and mom follows her.
"Rachel can you wait in my office for a moment so we can talk to Will. In private."
My ma's voice sounds angry. I hope she's asking the woman to go.
I don't know. I don't feel comfortable with her around.
"Ofcourse."
Miss. Amber stands up and heads to ma's study.
Ma picks me up and hugs me.
Mom joins us.
"Happy Birthday Will."
"It's been my birthday all day."
"Yeah yeah but you were officially born at 8:00 pm. So now."
Mom explains.
"We got you a very special present."
Mom opens the door of the yard and grabs something.
No way it's a puppy!
"Will meet our nee family member."
Mom puts the puppy down and I immediately launchs myself towards it to pet him.
"He's so fluffy!"
The pup is very soft and starts wagging his tail as I pet him.
He jumps against me and licks my face.
"Hahaha stop that silly dog."
He continues and I keep petting him.
"What's his name?"
I ask my moms.
Ma puts her arm around mom and they look happy.
They made up.
I don't like hearing them fight even though I know they will always figure it out.
"He doesn't have a name yet, we wanted you to pick a name."
Ma says while dropping om her knees to pet my new furry friend.
I think about a name for thus fluffy ball of joy.
He's a small fluffy, brown haired dog with pointy ears that make his face kind if look like a kitty.
He has a few small teeth and a long tail.
I try to think of name's that would fit him.
I take another look at him. The two black spots around his eyes kind of make him look like Darth vader.
That's it Anakin!
"I want to name him Anakin. He kind of looks like Vader with those spots around his eyes."
"Awesomasauce kid. Welcome to the family Anakin."
Ma says's as she plays with Anakin.
Mom softly kicks Ma.
"That's my word Chloe."
Ma stands up and Anakin walks back to me.
"I know honey."
Ma kisses mom.
"Gross!"
They both roll their eyes.
"Ok Will why don't you go play with Anakin in the living room and them we'll cut the cake when ma is done talking to Rachel."
I nod and run to the living room while Anakin runs behind me.

Chloe's POV

I walk into my study and see Rachel sitting in my chair.
"Comfy isn't it?"
Her eyes shoot up to me. I think I ripped her out of some important thoughts.
Now I notice what she was looking at. It's my wedding picture. Why is she holding it?
"Is this really how you feel?"
She turns the picture towards me.
I stare at the beautifull portret of me and Max in our fancy dress and suit.
That day is still branded in my head.
How could I ever forget such an amazing moment in my life.
Now Rachel's question hits me and I fall back into reality.
"What do you mean?"
"Love is a polaroid Chloe."
Her tone is icy and sharp.
She puts the picture back on my desk.
"It looks better in pictures."
I remain silent trying to figure out what she's saying.
"But it will never fill that void you have."
There it is.
"It's not fake Rachel I love Max."
"But what about what we had."
Are you fucking serious! We haven't seen eachother for over a decade and she's still not over this.
"What we had wasn't love... it was lust."
I can hear Rachel her heart break in a million pieces.
Her eyes fill themselfs with tears and she closes them trying to hold the tears back.
I have never made her cry. I always tried to protect her but all that changed so fast.
"I loved you Chloe I really did."
"I know."
"Where did it go wrong?"
I bald my fists and grind my teeth.
I can't fucking believe she's pulling this shit. Why is she doing this.
She told me she was going to get better. This is a serious problem.
"Rachel please don't do this."
She stars at my wall wich is covered with numerous pictures of me and Max and some of my best tattoo sketches.
"I'm sorry for showing up at your doorstep like this and starting shit. I just... really wanted to see you."
"It's fine but why do you need a place to stay?"
"I don't I just didn't want to get a door slammed in my face trying to apologize for all the fucked up shit I did to both of you."
"Listen I accept your apology I really do but... look it's Will's birthday and Max just you know."
I scratch the back of my head awkwardly. Please don't get mad.
"She hates me."
Rachel sighs and hangs her head looking like she's giving up.
I remain silent. I can't answer that.
She knows when I'm lying.
She's right Max hates her. And I can't blame her, we both almost died because of Rachel.
"I think it's best if I leave. Please tell Max I really am sorry for what I did.
I wish I could rewind time and change it all."
"I will do you need a ride?"
"No I got a car I'll uh... I'll miss you."
Again I remain silent. It is just so weird to see her like this.
If it wasn't for her signature hasel eyes I might not have recognized her.
She is so skinny in her face and simply looks miserable.
She notices I wont be responding and stands up walking to the door.
I guide her downstairs and open the front door.
She hugs me.
"I'm sorry for ruining everything. I know you are happy."
"Good luck Rach."
"Thank you Chloe."
She walks to out the door and I swiftly close it.
Out of nowhere I break down in tears.
With my back pressed against the door I slide down and sob.
I don't want to cry but I can't stop.
She's all alone I took her life away when I called the police. She has no one left. I am a monster.
Max could hear me breaking down and runs into the hallway.
She drops to her knees and embraces me.
I can feel her tears roll down her cheeks and drip down my neck.
"What have we done."
Max pulls back and holds my head between her hands forcing me to look into her eyes.
"We did what was best for us.
Don't you ever think locking her up was a selfish act it wasn't."
The tears continue to flow from both our eyes.
I can't breath or think I just want to cry.
I pull Max back into a hug and hold her tight. We both let everything out.
Don't ever leave me Max Caulfield.
I love you too much too ever loose you.