Hazel eyes flicked between baby blue and ocean blue eyes. Silence lay thick between the three girls, a tension between two of them.

Max watched as Rachel shifted beside Chloe, the punk watching her for a half-second before redirecting her attention back to Max.

"So?" Rachel asked, softly, almost too softly to be heard. "What's up?"

Max felt her chest tighten as she stared at the two girls. They had been everything to her, helping her through her anxiety. Rachel had been an angel ever since she met her and Chloe... Chloe was Chloe. That's all Chloe ever needed to be to make Max feel happy.

She loved them both so much and her heart was aching to tell them.

"I.." Her mouth felt dry. Saying those words were much simpler in her head. Max had always been awkward with her emotions, in articulating them. She wasn't as bad at it as Chloe, but she was shy by nature despite her notorious snooping. "I like you both." She blurted out, her words sharper than she had meant for them to be.

Taking a shaky breath she restarted, "I like you both." She murmured, her tone softer this time. "I can't... I can't choose between you two."

She peeked through her lashes, gauging the two's reaction. Chloe's mouth was agape, her brow furrowed, while Rachel had her brow raised and her mouth open.

Max blushed slightly, "I really love you both." She began softly, "Rachel you're amazing, fun, loving, and you care. You've never taken me out of my comfort zone and you're hella good at reading me, you know when to quit and when to push." She must have said something amazing because Rachel Amber was blushing. She turned to Chloe, "And you, Ms. Price," She said in a jokingly flirtatious tone that she didn't know she could do. "are my best friend and first love." She admitted, "I've had a crush on you way back when you beat up that guy for pushing me." She laughed slightly at the memory, "I guess... I guess I never thought I was good enough for you until I saw how much you really cared about me. You not shoving me out of your life, even though it's well deserved after my five-year silence, speaks volumes and kind of validated it for me. I've never doubted your care for me," she flicked her eyes into those ocean blue orbs that she loved so much, "but I guess I was too scared of fucking up. You were so broken, I didn't want to hurt you even more." She's never pondered how endearing a blush could look, but on Chloe, it was nothing but.

Chloe scratched the back of her neck, "Of course I care," She murmured, "I care about both of you a hella lot." She turned and smiled slightly at Rachel, trying to ease the tension that was between them. "Even if I'm an asshole, I.." She fumbled slightly, "I-"

"You give a shit." Rachel said bluntly, smiling at the appreciative look she received from the punk.

"Yeah." She replied softly, "I do." She murmured, looking down sheepishly.

Rachel shuffled and Max looked at her, then Chloe, then down at her lap. She chewed her bottom lip for a second, feeling both their eyes on her before she sighed. "I can't choose between you two." She murmured, reiterating that fact clearly. "I don't want to choose between you two. I-" Her confidence faltered and she clenched her fists, digging her nails into the palms of her hands. However much she struggled, she needed to say this. "I- I want..I want both of you." She finally said, "I-If you'll have me." She added sheepishly, she had been thinking so much of herself she hadn't really considered how this might make the both of them feel.  

A tense silence filled the room and Max was considering being like 'April fools! Hah got you guys!" when she felt a cold hand on her shoulder. 

Jumping at the sudden contact, she snapped her head up and saw Rachel looking at her, the blondes face oddly serious. 

"Max." She said softly, "Are you sure you can handle both of us?" She murmured, "Do you really want both of us? A relationship with even one person is hard enough, let alone two. I know I get jealous.." She trailed off, pausing for a second, "I don't want you to think you're obligated to choose both of us because I gave you affection." She finally said, "I don't want to force myself into an equation that has nothing to do with me." She looked at Chloe meaningfully and suddenly Max understood why Rachel was being so hesitant.

She knew that Chloe had been in love with Max ever since she left. She had to deal with the aftermath of Max leaving and she didn't want to take something that Chloe had wanted for such a long time away. 

Heartmelting at the consideration, Max couldn't help but feel selfish as a small bit of panic set in. She willed Chloe to say it was fine, that they could figure it out but she looked at the ground, hiding her face so she wouldn't influence the blunettes decision. 

There were a few footsteps and Max looked up just in time to see Chloe kiss Rachel, it was quick yet intense, lasting five seconds or shorter until the blunette pulled away with a lopsided smirk. 

"Date both the people I love?" She rose a brow, "Count me the fuck in." 

Max couldn't help but snort and giggle, the sound soft and light, her heart felt like it was on clouds and nothing but happiness flooded her limbs. 

Chloe turned to her and a shy look crossed her face. 

"Max- May I-" She began but Max was already moving. 

Crossing the foot between them, Max leaned so she was inches from Chloe's face, having to tip-toe a bit and whispered:

"Kiss me, dork." 

Chloe didn't hesitate, grabbing Max's face and kissing the brunette deeply. 

Letting out a sigh, Max relaxed against her childhood best friend, now girlfriend, and grinned into the kiss. 

Chloe laughed slightly and rested her forehead against the hipsters.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted that." She whispered, a small grin on her face.

Max giggled, "I'm sure I can guess." She wrapped her arms around Chloe's neck, "Kiss me again." She missed the feeling.

Chloe breathed a laugh and obliged, this time biting down on Max's bottom lip, making the offended squeak. This allowed the punk to slip her tongue into Max's mouth and explore around, marking the territory as hers. 

Max's heart was about to burst out her chest, tingles of pleasure and butterflies swam in her belly and her legs were starting to feel like jello. Chloe seemed to sense her weakness because suddenly her strong arms wrapped around Max to help hold her up and to allow her kiss the photographer deeper.

"Not to burst on your parade but.." Rachel's voice made Max jump as it was in her ear. "I want a kiss." She spun Max around and Chloe made a slight sound of protest before she was silenced by Rachel kissing Max. 

"Oh god, that's hot." Chloe breathed, and Max wanted to laugh but Rachel's tongue was doing things to her that made it hard to think about anything but the blonde herself.

She let out a slight moan as Rachel rubbed her tongue against Max's and coaxed it into her own mouth where she sucked on it. A stuttering breath came from Max's lungs and her head felt dizzy. 

This kiss wasn't as innocent as Chloe's, it wasn't filled with the same child-like excitement and impulsiveness. It wasn't the kiss of someone who had been in love for years and that love was finally getting reconciled. 

This was the kiss of someone who wanted more. 

Max knew this and yet.. she was okay with it.

Rachel pulled away, she gave Chloe a look before she looked back at Max, "Bed." she ordered lowly and the hipster's body buzzed in response.

The aforementioned laid down on the bed as requested and Rachel climbed on top of her while Chloe cuddled her side. 

Placing a kiss on her lips, Rachel smirked slightly, her eyes filled with a heat that made Max's brain short-circuit. "Tell me if this is too much."

"What're you gonna- ah!" Max's question was answered as Rachel's soft lips found her neck. 

Rachel chuckled and Chloe let out a grunt, "Can't have all the fun." The punk said before she kissed the left side of Max's neck.

"Oh dog.." Max breathed as pleasure threatened to overpower her. She tilted her head back, wanting more and wanting to get away simultaneously but also never wanting to leave.

The photographer let out a yelp as a hand touched the sliver of skin that was visible due to her bunched up shirt. It was Rachel's hand, soft and gentle and questioning. 

'Is this okay?' The question was clear as day. Max hesitated slightly before she grabbed Rachel's hand and moved it slightly higher then pressed down on it, a boundary on the flat of her stomach, a line that Rachel couldn't cross for now. 

Rachel pushed down, a signal she understood and began to trail her fingers along the pale skin that hasn't seen the sunlight in a long while. 

Max let out a small noise of content and then she moaned as Chloe, not wanting to be outdone, bit down on her neck and sucked. 

"C-Chloe," She breathed, "d-don't leave a mark." 

Chloe hummed against her skin, tickling Max slightly. "I won't." She promised softly, bringing her hands up to feel Max up along with Rachel. 

The photographer was swimming in pleasure, she couldn't imagine a better place to be other than trapped between her girlfriends. Chloe's hand twitched and Max gasped as she squeezed her boob through her Jane Doe shirt. 

"Chlo.." She arched her back into the touch before she moved Chloe's hand away. "N-Not yet." 

"Sorry." Chloe apologized with a chaste kiss on her cheek before she rerouted her attention back onto Max's neck. 

Max wondered how long this would go on, not that she minded, but she was rapidly becoming needier and she knew she wouldn't be able to go farther than this with Rachel and Chloe, at least not yet. 

She was about to ask for it to stop when the front door suddenly swung open with a loud bang.

In a flurry of motion, Chloe stood up. "What the hell?" She growled and charged from her room ready to defend her home.

Max, a little lagging behind, roused herself and rose, following Chloe with Rachel in front of her. 

What she saw next she couldn't believe.

Nathan Prescott, bloodied and beaten bleeding heavily from what looked like a bullet wound in his stomach. 

He looked up, giving a small grin but his eyes screamed help and pain. 

"Well, Maxine seems the rat is on the scent."