Life Is Strange: The Price Is Right (Chloe Price x Male reader)

Chapter 6: Cheater Of Death

"Damon, what did you do!?" Damon's friend, Frank, yelled to his face. "Did you kill a fucking kid!? What the hell is the matter with you!?"

Damon shrugged.

"Little prick deserved it... I take his brother isn't very pleased either." He responds in a calm manner.

Frank looked very irritated.

"We don't just kill people, moron!" He exclaims. "We teach them lessons, not end their lives!"

Damon scoffed, not really giving a damn.

"Don't you have that Price chick that owes you a grand?" He asked, somewhat changing the subject.

Damon rolled his eyes.

"She thinks your dead, let's keep it that way." he states.

"Yeah, ever since that incident with Rachel's mother. She's been on my shitlist though." He says, shaking his head. "I just want her gone,"

Damon paced around the fire in front of Frank's RV. He was supposedly dead. Or that's at least what Chloe thought. It was better this way after the whole mess at the old, burnt mill with Rachel's mother. Frank tried to keep him under the radar, which can only work for so long. If it wasn't for Damon's stubbornness, he wouldn't be struggling with that. Especially since he still deals with certain people. On of those people just so happened to your brother, Seth.

"Damon..." Frank tried and holds his temper down. "You know I love you like my brother... Just be careful what you do. We've been through too much."

Damon sits down next to Frank. There was a moment of silence.

"Ok... I'm sorry," Damon apologizes. "I know I can get stupid sometimes and I do dangerous things when I lose control, but I guess that's what we have in common."

Frank snickers.

"Yeah... I guess we do." He smirks, looking in the stars above the sky.

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Seth paces back and forth in the waiting room. He is clearly worried for you, as he appeared stressed out and anxious to the others in the waiting room. There's nothing on Earth that could make this worse. He phoned your parents back at home, but they didn't sound like they cared all that much. All that anyone knows is that you were brought in, undergoing emergency surgery. It's been a few hours and it's pitch black outside. It'd be a beautiful night, if not for the circumstances of the current situation at hand. A familiar face is seen entering the waiting room. This catches Seth's eye and he turns to face her.

Joyce!

She runs up to him, giving him a big hug. She looks very shook at the sudden conflict they have on their hands. She lets go of him and sits her purse down on the seat next to her. She's still in her work attire and isn't her first time to rush into the hospital in the same clothes, ironically. It isn't hard to guess why she had to last time.

"How is he?" Joyce asks, concerned.

Seth tries to keep himself composed and not punch a hole into a wall while he tries and think about for a moment.

"I... I have no idea..." He says, quietly. "They said they'd bring him into surgery right away, and they'd just hope for the best... I honestly don't think he'll make it... It doesn't seem very likely." He looks down for a moment.

"Oh no..." Joyce mutters. "Do they know who did it?"

Seth shakes his head.

"No... Fucking... Clue..." He stares at the ground. "I will kill a son of a bitch!"