Healing

“No no no no! I’m back here!”

I’m back at the junkyard?

William was back

“You thought she loved you?”

“She loves me, and you know it.”

They are trying to make her believe Max doesn’t love her? Bullshit.

And they were just having some pleasure. Can’t believe this happened again like last time.

“We will have our revenge and we will make you know that she doesn’t— AA.”

Something was in Williams' chest. A sword.

I watched my dad fall to the ground revealing Rachel behind him.

“Hello Price.”

Rachel is here?

“Rachel fucking Amber. We meet again huh.”

“Seems that way.” Rachel replied

“Why are you here.”

“These dreams, it’s PTSD Chloe, and I’m here to help you try to overcome them or at least have less nightmares.”

What is she talking about?

“What’s PTSD.”

“It’s when a dramatic event happens and you get visions of that event. For you it’s William or people important to you tell you Max doesn’t love you, I’ve seen you girls play around and have some fun if you know what I mean, you two are cute as fuck.”

“Thanks, Rachel, but are you real?”

“I know this seems crazy but I was sent here by my own choice. I’m dead but I am in your dreams and thoughts now for some damn reason”

I think I should share some gratitude to Rachel trying to help me.

“Rachel, I probably shouldn’t bedoing this but here goes nothing.”

I grabbed Rachel and started kissing her.

She was shocked but let it happen.

When we pulled back she was shocked.

“Holy shit, Price. Now I’m in a good mood. But you and Max should stay together.”

“We will, promise.”

“As much as I like us being here all day I think you should get some good dreams, so here goes nothing.”

My mind went black and good dreams started playing.

I woke up with Max next to me. I have to confront Max about these dreams.

I waited for Max to wake up

Damn, she’s so cute with those freckles.

I kissed her on the forehead.

“Hey, Chloe.”

Looks like Max is up.

“Max, I’ve got to talk to you about something.”

“Yeah, babe what is it.”

Here goes nothing.

“I think I have PTSD. I’ve been been getting nightmares about William telling me you don’t love me, that you will meet up with another girl and hate me, then I kill myself. Rachel has somehow appeared and is helping me but Max, I don’t know what to do.”

I started balling out crying.

“Oh, Chloe I’m so sorry.”

When I finally stopped crying I asked Max a question.

“Max, enough sad shit, should we get a PS4? I heard theres this game the last of us and the last of us part 2. Should we get one?”

“Seems fun Chloe, why not.”

Max called her parents.

“Hey, Max! What’s up. You know we are downstairs you know.”

“Dad, me and Chloe kinda want to get a PS4 to wash away this whole thing. We have the money. Is that fine?”

“It’s ok, especially if you pay for it.”

“Ok, thanks dad, bye.”

Max went on her phone and ordered a PS4 pro that came with the game and order the last of us remastered. Using the cash stash money.

Max luckily had a tv in her room so we could play the PS4 in privacy.

“Well Maximus, lets have some fun.”