[Chloe takes a long drag, then looks up and exhales, creating a moderately big cloud of smoke above them. She thinks back to the 5 years after William died, after Max moved to Seattle. An uneasy feeling settles in her stomach. She absolutely dreads remembering those moments in her life... and becomes equally terrified of the possibility that those shitty things might happen to her again.]

Uh, not exactly. I mean, I had my mom and the step-douche- dad--

[Jeez, I'm still not used to calling David my stepdad.]

But it's not like I hung out with them 24/7. I actually made sure that we almost never see each other. And I didn't exactly have a long list of people who were dying to be friends with me. Getting kicked out of school can do that to you.