Date: 2019-03-16 02:18 am (UTC)
mypartnerintime: (I am going to help you)
[Oh no. That steady gaze at the floor, the way her hair covers her face - the way she rubs the back of her neck. The stuff she says. Max feels it all pulling at her heart, making her long to see Chloe smile for once. A real, sincere smile, that lasts for more than a few minutes.

She reaches out and brushes aside Chloe's hair, tucking it behind her ear.]


Chloe...

[If only she knew how to make everything okay.

...Maybe she can start by telling her that.]


It's okay. [Her hand comes down to cup Chloe's cheek.] I mean it. Things are just... not fair. This isn't how life is supposed to be. [The diverging timelines, the dying parents, the storm. Max is struggling to find the words, pausing often with short breaths.] And-... and sometimes, because of that, we'll hurt each other. [Knowing what happened at the Glass now, while Max was there, in the same place, when they had just been reunited...]

But it's okay...

[She brings up her other hand now as well.]

I... I love you, Chloe. Since we were kids. You've always been my best friend. And I thought I'd lost you, and-... [Her words are coming out thick and choked.] Do you know how much better this is? I don't care about getting hurt. I don't-...

[She shakes her head. Words are starting to fail her, as usual. And now she can't fight back her tears spilling over onto her cheeks.]

We'll always-... always be Max and Chloe, okay? You couldn't hurt me enough to end that, even if you tried.
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