Thunder only happens when it's raining
Players only love you when they're playing
Say women they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean, you'll know, you'll know
“I won’t let them get away with this Rach,
I promise you on EVERYTHING I have left...
I will make.Them.Suffer.”
…Everything was silent in the Price household up until the front door came flying open. Chloe stormed through the threshold, her breathing was choked and broken with sobs and groans of anger and pain as she nearly slammed the front door shut on Max, whom caught the door with her forearm just before it shut. Without a word she slipped in the door and closed it carefully behind herself. She watched Chloe, who paced back and forth for a moment, clearly still trying to process everything they had just gone through. In Chloe’s left hand was a dirty, foul smelling, earth covered blue flannel that Max’s eyes occasionally fell upon with a concerned look. Chloe’s grip on the flannel was causing her knuckles to show white. She mumbled things as she paced back and forth before she finally stopped and lifted the flannel some in her shaking hand.
“I won’t let them get away with this Rach, I promise you on everything I have left….I will make.Them.Suffer.”
Chloe’s voice broke and quivered as she spoke to the flannel, like it was the last thing she had of the girl she was speaking of. The very girl who Chloe had spent months looking for. The very girl Chloe nearly died for, countless times, in the attempt to find. The very girl that Chloe found, buried behind the junkyard shack they had passed many times in the efforts to locate… The very shack Chloe and Rachel had practically called home together. The world was a fucked up place indeed.
Max sat there watching Chloe with matching pain in her eyes but more so towards her best friends break down, Max had never seen Chloe like this, and it had her at a real loss for words. Fresh tears pooled down the punk’s stained cheeks as she wiped them away quickly with her makeup stained jacket sleeve. She then stood taller suddenly, a telltale sign that an idea was forming. With Chloe in this state of mind, Max knew it wasn’t going to be a good idea either. Without a word Chloe suddenly stormed towards the dining room, but made a sharp turn toward the garage door. For a moment Max wasn’t sure why she was heading that way, until it clicked… David still had guns locked up in there. Max suddenly jumped forward and followed the raging Chloe as she stomped out of sight beyond the wall of the main hall.
The look in Max’s eyes spoke volumes to the situation; she looked shocked and drained of any form of feeling all at once. While Chloe clearly was at a break. Her dark makeup pooled down her cheeks as her eyes were puffy and this time it was clearly because she had been crying and not high out of her mind. Chloe was strong, but right now, Max could see the blue haired punk had nothing left to give other than the emotions she was displaying rather vulnerably at the moment. Chloe kicked the door in on the garage, her adrenaline and rage was the only thing causing her chest to heave, and her strength to be amplified enough to kick the door open. She looked around the garage, knowing David had started to hide his guns in smaller lockups she tucked the flannel into her waist band, adding to her punk look though the flannel was beyond gross. Max didn’t dare to try and bring it to Chloe’s attention though, not with the look in Chloe’s eyes that was reflecting the vibrant blue in a near darker way. With the flannel secure Chloe began pulling everything out of every little spot in the garage. Rampaging through cabinets and drawers, tossing what didn’t look like a gun case onto the floor in a massive, almost deliberate pile.
“Fuck you David, the one time I need something from you, you have to make it near impossible...”
Chloe spoke to herself as she pulled doors open and emptied drawers of their contents right there on the tabletop of David’s work space. Max stayed in the doorway of the garage and watched her best friend with a look of sympathy on her face. No matter how many times she tried to rewind time and change the outcome of Chloe’s initial reaction, nothing changed the rage, or the suffering from a broken heart that Chloe felt. She was valid in her feelings, Max didn’t even want to imagine how she would react if it where Chloe she had uncovered in a shallow grave with all her things thrown on top of her, in a rushed and crime covering burial. Max knew there was no altering this timeline, she could only try and keep Chloe alive in the process of her grief, and vengeance.
“Chloe, this isn’t a good idea, and deep down...Even in all this pain and anger, and grief…you know that.”
Chloe paused for a moment but didn’t acknowledge Max’s voice of reason. Instead she pulled open one last cabinet and hit the jack pot. The lock ups were stacked in a pile on the top shelf, which David must have thought Chloe wouldn’t have been tall enough to see. Maybe not, if she didn’t always wear boots. Chloe tried the first lock she grabbed and worked the code few times with relevant numbers to David, and with no luck she tried something a bit different. This time she tried using her birthday of all things and it managed to unlock, almost in a universal sign sort of way. Chloe and Max looked to each other as if the noticed how it worked.
“How did-“
“I guess Stepdouche didn’t think I would be smart enough to try the one thing I would never expect?”
Max frowned seeing Chloe remove the gun and being loading bullets into the clip, it was something she had seen Chloe do often, but this time there was serious intent behind her vivid blue hues. Max took a step closer as Chloe finished loading the gun and placed in back into her waistband near the flannel. As Max approached she turned Chloe towards her, who went rigid at the touch because of how distraught she was at the moment. It was enough to make Max release her but she still spoke with a concerned tone towards her friend.
“Chloe, I know you are hurting, but you can’t do this, we have to take all of this to the police. We have to get them back the right way. Rachel wouldn’t want this-“
“Don’t speak!… Like you knew her Max. You didn’t know her, and you have no idea what she would’ve wanted. I knew her, and I know she wouldn’t want me to sit here and let the Prescott P.D push her murder under the fucking rug. Now you either buck up or shut up Max, because I have nothing left to give, other than this right now…and you are either with me, or not, and if you aren’t… I suggest you stay the fuck out of my way. Because a storm is coming, but not before I fucking burn this entire town to the ground in search of the two assholes who did this to her. I would do the same for you Max, so do not sit here and try to play woman of reason, I don’t need a talk down right now. I need those fuckers to know that they haven’t gotten away with it…I need them to pay. In blood. Like she did, Max.”
Chloe’s face caused Max’s jaw to unhinge slightly as she took a step back, chills crawled up her spine at how serious and heart felt the words Chloe had spoken were. There really was no stopping her. Before Max could rebuttal Chloe was already opening the garage door and heading out towards her beat up old pickup truck. Max rushed out after her, she wasn’t going to let her best friend go through whatever she was clearly not planning alone. They both entered the truck in a form of unison, though Chloe slumped into the seat and slammed the door shut all in one solid motion. Max paused for a moment, almost as if she were trying to prepare for what was about to unfold, before sitting into the seat and shutting the door in an almost defeated sort of way…
…
… Chloe pulled up to the Academy Chloe slammed the truck into park. The tires screeched to a halt as she jumped out the door in the same motion. Her eyes locked on the pool area where the flashing lights and pounding music was emanating from. Anger seethed through Chloe as she headed towards the direction of the Vortex club party. Grief and revenge written upon her messy face as she headed from the parking lot towards the party. Max was quick to catch up though her mind was fogged by questions she didn’t have the time to voice. Was Chloe really going to shoot Jefferson and Nathan in front of everyone? Was losing Rachel really causing Chloe to lose her shit like this? Max kept all the question to herself as Chloe entered the pool area casually. Her demeanor changed only slightly as she played cool to pass through the crowd, going almost unnoticed despite how negative energy radiated off her like a dark cloud. She moved like an assassin, careful were Chloe’s step as her red eyes scanned the crowd in search for one face in particular.
Chloe knew that she wasn’t thinking fully, this was sheer emotion driving her. The numbness of loss was like heroin in her veins, dulling her perceptions completely. How could they, just do something like this, and still party? Just play it off like they had no idea where she was, and go about their days like nothing happened?...Rachel, had been missing for nearly six months. Chloe stopped walking and swayed some catching someone by the shoulder as she balanced herself. The room spun at the thought of how Rachel was right there, behind their shack,…the whole time. Something muffled near Chloe’s ear which caused the punk to turn her head, but it was clear she was fading in and out of a panic attack as she stumbled a step back and managed to catch her balance a bit more. Small hands caught her back as Max and Steph suddenly came into her blackening view. She blinked a few times and inhaled which managed to regain her focus.
“Max, is she okay? Chloe looks like someone told her dog died.”
Max’s head snapped towards Steph with a look that was concerned for her friend, but also trying to warn the other girl that may not have been the right choice of words for the situation.
“She’s fine, she just had a rough night is all, drinking too much..You know how-“
Max barely finished her sentence before Chloe suddenly snapped her head in a direction and narrowed her eyes like a shark locking on a helpless and unsuspecting seal. Chloe moved carefully through the crowd Max leaving Steph behind in order to keep her eyes on Chloe, which was hard with the flashing colored lights constantly blinding her. As Chloe began to move more quickly Max could see who her eyes had locked on, It was Nathan, with his back to the approaching Chloe. Max could see Chloe reach for back behind her waistband and it caused Max to almost run to catch up to her.
“Chloe don’t not here!!”
For a moment, Chloe only saw red as she approached Nathan, who was dancing some and not even alert to the physical hurricane raging his way. As Chloe glared at him she felt everything begin to boil up inside of her like a volcano near eruption. Tears began to pool at the edge of her eyelids as she clenched her jawline tightly and reached back for the gun. She could invasion it now, putting the barely against his smug blonde head, and pulling the trigger. But that would be to easy, Rachel didn’t get it easy. She probably suffer every second from the moment she was taken by them. Chloe’s hand trembled in rage as she gripped the gun’s hilt, but for some reason, above the music and everything else, Max’s voice broke through loud and clear, like something deafened the rest of the world in order for Chloe to hear those words. It made her release the gun and grab the flannel instead.
As Chloe came up from behind Nathan she grabbed his blonde Locks and used the element of surprise to pull him forward towards the pool supplies locked where she slammed his face into the cage, he was taken off balance and bashed his forehead against the edge of the cage, splitting open his forehead in a deep, painful wound.
“What the fuck bitch!”
Nathan cried out as he stumbled to turn around to her a bit and felt his bleeding face. Chloe stood still, her eyes locked in a death glare on Nathan, who suddenly seemed less hostile. Chloe looked ready for a fight, hell she hoped he would test her in this moment. She was beyond ready to unleash everything she was feeling on him.
“Did she cry out when you took her?”
Nathan suddenly went rigid, everyone by now was watching them in that area granted the music and lights kept playing and flashing. Chloe didn’t give him much time before her shaking were upon his slender body again. She pulled him towards her face, he tried to swing a punch right at her but he missed and allowed Chloe to pull his swing beyond her and pick him up against her shoulder as she used his displaced momentum to lift him up and throw him back into the pool. Prescott hit the waters hard, and took a second to come up, a faint trail of blood followed from his face. Once he surface and inhaled deep Chloe held out the flannel over the waters.
“Did you two have your sick fun with her, did she fight for her life while you two played with her like a fucking Gameboy?”
Venom dripped off every words that was shouted in a way that everyone by now was looking at them, and the music was turned down slightly. Chloe’s chest heaved visibly as she realized all eyes were on her and the flannel, which mumbles began to be murmured about the flannel looking like the one Rachel was last seen in. Chloe didn’t care if the police themselves were watching, she was going to make them both suffer. But the terrified look in Nathan’s eyes was satisfaction enough, she wanted the master mind, the real devil in disguise. She wanted to turn predator into prey. She turned about herself and scanned the many faces who looked at her in awe and shock.
I never learned from my mistakes
Until I'm too late to do anything
A screen glows in a dark room
Laptop talk of a change that never came
Oh no, no, no
So console me
Just what to do and how to fix it
I'm lonely
Sitting in this crowded room
All of my best friends
Like to go and get fucked up
Then they talk about all the lives they never got to live
Oh they're still waiting for some sort of invitation
It's never coming along
Oh no, you'll get just what you give
Getting high with your best friends
I'm just reading about flaws that I didn't know I had
Watching ads for things I didn't know I need
Oh no, no, no
Pour a drink just to stop the shakes
Blowing smoke until my eyes bleed
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Oh console me
Just what to do and how to fix it
I'm lonely
Sitting in this crowded room
All of my best friends
Like to go and get fucked up
Then they talk about all the lives they never got to live
Oh, they're still waiting for some sort of invitation
It's never coming along
Oh no, you'll get just what you give
Getting high with your best friends
Sometimes you gotta leave that city to love that city and start all over again
But it doesn't look so pretty to get your hands dirty and start all over again
You gotta leave that city to love that city or else you might get trapped
Oh, you might get trapped
Just like all of my
Just like all of my
Oh, just like all of my best friends
Like to go and get fucked up
Then they talk about all the lives they never got to live
Oh they're still waiting for some sort of invitation
It's never coming along
Oh no, you'll get just what you give
Getting high with your best friends
At least, we won’t be able to leave it together… “
Chloe knew where her excessive drinking would eventually lead too, granted she had no idea how bad the dreams would become. She wasn't even sure if she had made it to her bed or if she didn't pass out right then and there in the junk shack while she was getting intoxicated. All she knew was that when she woke up it was a familiar setting, but it was not the kind of lucid dreams she was used to. The tall punk could feel and sense the world around her however there was nothing but darkness and a bright orange glow not far from where she was standing now.
"What?"
She breathed out in question to herself mostly, as if she were trying to keep herself from slipping into the facade of this false reality she had awoken into.
Chloe turned her torso some and looked about herself as if trying to get a sense of direction in this dream world. She eventually chose to walk continuously toward the direction of the orange colored glow that was emanating from off in the distance. She walked for what felt like years and just when she nearly gave up because the distance to the glow seemed to never close she was there. Surrounded by the heat of the flames as they licked up the trees and danced above the canopy casting an orange glow around the area in its entirety.
"No fucking way…"
Chloe spoke to herself as she walked around the tree she had seen Rachel burned down years ago. Why were the dreams taking her here now? What did all of this even mean? Chloe was only just starting to no longer have the long dreams of wisdom with her father, so why now was she back at this place. It was almost a natural reflex for Chloe to call out for her father, since she usually ended up seeing him in these kind of settings within her tormented dreams. However as she called out she heard and saw nothing in return other than the constant glow of the trees burning around her. It didn’t make sense to the cerulean haired punk that she was in this sort of setting and what it was going to signify. Usually her dreams involving her father had some sort of therapeutic outcome, no matter how dark they got. So what was going to be therapeutic about this forest fire? It was almost as if the moment her mind crossed over the thought it became real before her eyes.
At first all Chloe caught the sight of was the color of her hair, taking that moment to let her gaze search over the blonde’s face before it locked on the girls eyes who was now standing before her. Chloe was frozen with her jaw slightly unhinged. It was as if she had seen a ghost, or someone from a past she had all but nearly forgotten. It had been a year since Max and Chloe came across the remains of what was once the girl now standing in front of her in this lucid dream. The world, and whatever else lied beyond it was a cruel and unforgiving place, Chloe couldn’t even inhale to breath as she felt herself going numb while she stood there completely still as, Rachel, or what was a representation of the dead girl spoke. The world she was forced into began to spin slowly around her as she collapsed to her knees due to the loss of her composure.
“No…”
It was all the rebel could manage as she could feel the tears begin to fill the edges of her eyelids. She felt nearly dead herself sitting there at her partner’s feet while she questioned if she was lost as well. It was evident that Rachel had no idea where she was, then again Chloe had no idea either. Yet something was wrong, Chloe could see in the girl’s eyes that she looked at the taller girl differently now. There was no longer a look of longing, just a look of confusion and hope. It made Chloe sick as she closed her eyes placing her hand over her head and gripping the back of her dark colored beanie while she tried to process everything that was unfolding in this nightmare.
The words breath of fresh air caused Chloe to inhale a shaken breath as if it were a command or a reminder to breath. It gave her a moment of focus and she managed to make eye contact with Rachel’s panicked eyes. She listened as best as she could while still being down on her knees looking defeated by the dream in its entirety. Once the beautiful teen idol began to stammer on Chloe stood carefully before placing her hands against the shorter girl’s shoulder as if to calm her and also gain her attention in one passive move.
“You, will never be able to leave this place…at least we won’t be able to leave it together…I can’t help you.”
How? How do you tell someone they are dead, that they probably will never be able to leave this place, or if they did Chloe had no idea what happened at that point. She always figured her father was only pulled into her lucid dreams for a reason. Not that he was trapped in some never ending cycle of his death. Then if that where the case, why the burning woods? Rachel died in the hell that monster created for her.
Giving you a pseudonym I gotta make it vulgar
Kissing you is ruining my whole predated soul search
Gotta find me first
I believe that begins with not hatin’ on my culture
Say you're through with gender
We were fuckin all the way from
Autumn, June, December
I just always bring it up to make sure you remember
I am not the one I promise you, you could do better
And you did
Now we're sittin like “nuh uh we used to never wanna split
Like fuck marriage right?
Said we never wanted kids
Like fuck parents right?
Ah they never wanna live”
And they never wanna let me see you cuz of what I did
But it wasn't even that bad
I think it's the fact that we always been a bad match
That got me so damn into grass that once I tried, I cried for your ass back
And you would laugh at me
Am I funny though?
Us had me like wait, where'd my money go?
They say “make that money, honey”
Break up all of a sudden you're a “money hoe”
Damn
Two pans in the van what's cookin good lookin
Don't be shaking my hand
Now I'm taking my stand
We could take it out there if I be taking your man
But
You know I don't be taking out trash
Come to me we'll rehash it
Consequences, no actions
I suggest you get past it
Hyper stressed and thus I confess of lust I’m possessive cuz passion
Got his cigarette butts on me you know he swallows those ashes
You know he swallows his pride a lot
Bitch don't believe me just ask him
Fuck what you think you gon’ fuck with me with your cuts in deep and those gashes
(I can't love you. Oh no I won't)
I don't wanna be sixteen again, I'm just nostalgic
And those lashes, would've never lasted
I don't wanna be sixteen again I’m just nostalgic
Saying if I can't live with your love then I'll live without it
And I lived on your island, had to move out was so crowded
Eyes on somebody else
Eyes on somebody else
Keep him in the car cuz you treat him like a star
You ain't seen him in the dark, can somebody help?
Celebrating your celebrity, your celibacy
I'm paying hundreds you're selling fifty
What the F is the point when you're hella thrifty?
Go straight to the joint like embellished fifties
I'm raising my voice like a fella hit me
I'm changing the noise like novellas skipping in the middle of the night
Cuz belittlement of wives can develop quickly
I'm so done, listen to the people that will talk but do not know us
We're robust, they're so crusty
We're gold dust they're so rusty
You chose ‘em, you're so trusting
Expose ‘em, runnin bitches out we go busting
But they're gone so it's prolly ghost busting
Now we on like two hoes thrusting
Like hello, uh
Below the
Underground shit
We go mellow dumb
Like who the fuck be putting roofies in this jello stuff?
I see this shit in party movies so I never come
And you don't think it ever hurts me
Well it does
You don't think it was the worst thing
Well it was
Too busy bringing up my flaws like my god girl what you think I'm jealous of?
The light will guide you on your way
Yeah
Where have you been, this mirror is unfamiliar
I'm looking for my mother, and the screams I still hear her
Telling me to stay, telling me erase
Keep your head to-fucking-gether, get up in this race
Get up in this movement, you're my son and you're the ace
Understand the difference between running in place And running towards a goal when you are in the darkest place
The darkness overtakes, but the light will guide you on your way
Yeah
Do you bear the bones
The bones that let you into the stars in the night
When the time it comes right
I saw you walk away from sally she's not happy
She's not going to let it slide this time
And when you’re backing into sorrow
Tell me tell me do you follow
The Instinct is taking over you Your bitter heart is running from the truth
You can wait for me, I'll wait for you
But this right here
This burden this burden, well, it's all on you
Yeah
So fuck apathy I’m taking it slow
Surpass tragedy then make it my home
I cannot stand the fact that my innards are closed
Said boy! look I’m filled with ignorance I’m letting it go
Girl I hope you understand it was never my intention I always prided taking actions of accident prevention
But it was never meant to be a showcase of dissension It's an open note progression of correction and repentance
Save me,
yeah
And when you are backing into sorrow Tell me tell me do you follow
The Instinct is taking over you Your bitter heart is running from the truth
You can wait for me, I'll wait for you But this right here
Hah
This burden this burden, it's all on you
