April 7th, 2014

New life, new entry. It's really weird that after some horrible time shit starts happening is the moment when I feel like I need to be keeping up with this better. Hopefully, I will never have to be the 12th Doctor ever again. When that happens, knowing my track record, I hope you won't miss me too much Mr. Journal.

Today was a horrible day though. One of the worst I think I've ever had. It started off pretty shitty with me being late for classes, but I honestly couldn't give any less of a hoot. After nearly dying of boredom in all my classes, I had to prepare myself for going and doing the one thing I do every single 7th of the month, visit my dead best friend. Wowsers, sounds like some horrible teenage drama movie with adults acting like teens with really bad lingo. But what am I talking about? I just used the word 'lingo'. Barf.

The strangest thing happened when I was there though. I saw that blue butterfly I saw that day that Chloe got shot. But this time...this time it was different. I think somehow Chloe WAS the butterfly! I can hear 'They're Coming to Take Me Away' playing already.

But after getting knocked to the ground by Trevor outside of school – who I honestly can barely see why I had a crush on him ever – I went back to my dorm and saw Kate again for a while. Sweet, wonderful Kate. Then Victoria showed up and gave me so much film that I don't know the next time I'll ever need any.

After all that, I decided that it was time to start using the camera that Chloe gave me again. Well, I guess she never gave it to me in this timeline, but whatever, ish mine now. But then I saw that classically old photo of Chloe and I as pirates. That was like a trip down depressed lane. As soon as I got done freaking out though, time had stopped completely, again. It's like the flow of time is an old box TV, and I'm a really powerful magnet. Which means if I get near it, everything is going to pretty much be fucked up.

After looking around, I found that everything around the school was ripping in and out of reality or something. It was like a previous timeline was trying to crash down into this one somehow. But when I made my way into the belly of the beast, it was chaotic in there. Everything felt electric in that room, it was almost as if it didn't exist somehow.

But the moment I touched my old desk, the worst thing fucking ever happened. I got sent back into the timeline where Chloe was in a wheelchair, and I had to talk to...HIM again. It's like Harry Potter in this book, we do not speak his name.

But, I totally fucking got him. I used the whole Fight Club trick and made it look like he beat the shit out of me. Well, maybe not that bad. But I did do something like that, then I told the principal about The Dark Room before I left. I can say without a doubt, that is exactly what I needed in my life. I beat him HIM. Fuck HIM. He knows who he is.

After I got back though, I had blood all over me. I guess that put my body through more than just the regular time travel. Hell, it did way more than the photo's ever did, and that was some crazy enough shit right there. So I had to make my way back – in the freezing cold winds – to my room to try and sleep it off. And sleep it off I did.

April 8th

It was actually nice waking up this morning. It felt good to actually wake up and have a purpose again. I decided that I was going to do photography if it kills me. I hope to dog it doesn't though.

After showering and getting my 'battle armor' on and ready for the day, I made my way into the halls and saw Kate's door wide open. And I'm no vampire, so I didn't really need to be invited inside. She was sitting in the light and playing her violin and OMG. This must have been the reason that I decided to start bringing that camera around with me again. That was an amazing shot. Even Kate thought it was 'wonderfully charming'. So I would say it's got to be at least a 9/10 on the I can take pictures scale.

I finally saw Victoria in the hall and thanked her for her gift. She of course didn't accept my thanks, saying it was 'charity'. But I know Victoria, she's just trying to hide the fact that shes human underneath all that snark.

Then, unfortunately, classes started. I almost have nothing to say about classes, like at all. But there is one saving grace honestly. In one of my classes, I get to sit next to both Dana AND Juliet. So I get to hear them argue and talk to each other all class long. It really is weird to see how similar their friendship was to mine and Chloe's. Just without all the dork-y references.

After hanging with Dana and Jules, I had to go to my least favorite class in the history of anything. Math. Seriously, I hate math so much that if I could, I would never use it again. Thank god for me though, Warren started texting me for a bit, before I got caught texting. So I at least had some kind of entertainment in there. Even though it was brief.

But then, the worst possible thing happened. Nathan fucking Prescott walked into the room. It was almost like I could hear the shot ringing again through my ears. I had to get out of there. Everything felt like it was on fire as I ran to the main hall. That's where I saw the girls bathroom from before, and then everything got all...swirly. I couldn't stand anymore. I fell to the ground and I swear to dog I thought I was going to go insane.

David then came and took me to Principal Wells' office and let me finish freaking out so hard that I was sure that my lungs were going to explode. Thankfully for me, they didn't. That's when David asked me why I freaked out.

I really didn't want to tell him, but something inside me told me that I had to. He deserves to know doesn't he? Once I told him, he seemed to be physically shaken. He told me he needed to leave the school and suggested I do the same. He asked me if I had a safe, quiet place to go to, and the only place that ever felt safe and quiet to me was the lighthouse; so that's where I went.

The walk up to the lighthouse is always the best thing about it honestly. It was so serene and peaceful. It was exactly what I needed to help calm me down. I love the fact that I have to go from the beach, through a forest, just to get there. It was so quiet and just pretty everywhere. It felt like everything was going to be okay. Something I desperately needed.

Once I got to the top, I saw one of the most gorgeous shots that I have ever seen in my life, so I knew that I had to take it. I knew all about the golden hour (I mean, I did pay attention occasionally in his class) but jeez, this was uhh-mazing. But the moment I started admiring the photo in my hands, I started to flashback to the butterfly photo. Which was the one thing I came to this lighthouse to forget.

It was like no matter how hard I tried, the freaking universe was just hounding on me to think back to that day. Everything I did seemed to throw me down a spiral back into that day. Then of course, I saw it. The tree trunk Chloe and I had carved our names into back in 2008. I had to accept the fact that no matter how hard I tried, I was never going to forget Chloe.

For a brief bit...I actually considered walking off the cliff...I just found it so hard to go through life without her. When I turned around to try and scream my lungs out, that's when I saw something horrible. Time was doing that thing again, where everything is black and white and jittery. It was just like it was in the photography class, but this time was so much worse. I could hear Chloe's voice as clear as day, telling me to be brave and sacrifice her. It was so hard to go through again, almost harder than the first time I had to.

Right after she told me goodbye all over again as my heart shattered into a zillion pieces, I finally saw that one spot that I had been looking for. The one spot where everything wasn't going completely crazy. I ran over to it, and that's when I heard her.

This must have been what it is like to see water after spending days in a desert. Chloe was my oasis at that very moment, and I did the only thing I knew how to do, I hugged the shit out of her.

She wasn't too happy with me at first. She thought that I never left, that I just said goodbye and decided 'fuck it'. Which honestly, I almost did the first time. I came so close to just...ripping that butterfly up and running into her arms. But after I told her that time was being crazier than usual, she finally seemed to calm down some. That's when I did something that I had been dreaming of for half of a year, I told Chloe that I was in love with her. To my surprise, Chloe told me, in her own horribly dorky way, that she was in love with me too.

As if everything couldn't get any better, I then got to do the other thing I dreamed about. I got to kiss Chloe again. Hard. It was so...I don't even want to write down how it made me feel. Let's just say that Chloe and rain had something in common. Shutting up. My god that was gross to write.

But then, I noticed something in her shining, beautiful eyes (okay Max, stop flirting with her, she can't see this) I saw sunlight. That's when I turned on my phone and saw that we were both back, together in my timeline. Both of us ready to conquer the world, together.

I don't know what happened with timelines, but Chloe's truck was parked down at the beach waiting for us. The one that had been sitting in Joyce's garage, untouched for months. We rode back to my dorm and spent literally the rest of the day together.

I told her about all of the boring, normal shit that had been happening over the past few months, leaving out how horrible I felt without her for obvious reasons. But it was like no time had ever passed between us. We were back to joking with each other and everything, just like we always have. I wanted to concentrate on her telling me as much as she wanted to, so I decided to hold out on some things I wanted to ask her that night, but that's all gravy because I know the time will come.

The two of us then spent what felt like several hours just cuddling and looking at each other on my bed. It was so gorgeously romantic that if I told anyone about it, they would probably vomit. But just know that she really does make me feel something I have never felt before about anyone else, and I don't ever want to feel about anyone else ever again.

Best fucking night of my life. I was so happy just to have her back that I didn't fall asleep until after she did, somewhere around 3 or 4 am. Even though I was honestly pretty tired around 12. But Chloe comes first. She always will.

April 9th

I must say, waking up next to the girl you love will always be the best part of waking up. Folgers has no idea what they're talking about. I think I must have spent a whole hour just watching Chloe sleep, which I must admit, is pretty creepy. But it's not like I meant to admire just how freaking hot she was for that long, it just happened. After watching her sleep for the longest freaking time, I decided that I better shower and do something, least I be scolded for being a creeper. Which I totally was.

I have no idea what time it honestly was when I woke up, but I didn't care either. The halls were really quiet and empty, so I figured that it must have been somewhere around midday. After showering a really quick shower – so I didn't freak Chloe out by being gone when she woke up – I quickly changed into one of my pajama shirts that I was given by Joyce last year. I used to wear them to sleep in to feel closer to Chloe, but now I'm just going to use it as a conversation piece.

When I got back into my room, I thought I had fucked up somehow. Chloe was sitting on my couch, lightly crying. Way to go, Max. But when I got closer to her, I saw that she was looking in that shoe box that I had kept from her room. After a minute of her composing herself, she just hugged me and told me how much she had missed me while I was gone. Ironic that now I know exactly what that's like isn't it?

All I could think to do was just hold her on the couch for a while. Chloe told me about how far down she fell without me there. How alone and how awful she felt...that for years, she didn't have any friends at all. I didn't know what to say, so I just reminded her that I know what it's like to not have the one person you wish you could have more than anything, so I promised that I would never ever leave her again.

After a long sesh of holding her until she stopped crying, we cuddled on my couch for a little while and just enjoyed each others company. Which was amazeballs. Hella amazeballs. It was like I was closer to her than ever before after that. I just felt this bond between us that wasn't even there before. I knew then and there that this was only the beginning of something beautiful.

I must have accidentally fallen back asleep or something, because I woke back up to a bright flash, followed by that all too familiar hum of film being developed. That fucking brat had taken a picture of me. She held that stupid picture over her head to keep me from grabbing it. She kept taunting me for being short, holding the picture higher and higher as she did. I struggled and struggled to grab it, until I flat out kissed her nice and delicately. That got her to drop her guard and let me grab the picture. See Chloe? Two people can play that game.

The shot itself was not that bad though. I mean, I didn't look too bad in it, and I was pretty centered, with light flowing down on me from the blinds next to me, causing me to look mysterious but yet still kind of angelic, the light made me almost glow and the colors from the wall behind me really popped for some reason and...okay, it was a really good shot. But I will never tell her I said that.

She pinned me on the couch after that, and after quite the steamy make out, she noticed my guitar, which I had kind of forgotten to mention I knew how to play. She instantly ordered that I 'serenade your girlfriend right now, Max!' Something that I think would have bothered me if anyone else would have said, but I didn't mind it at all for some reason.

I'm honestly not the best guitar player in the world, I will admit that, but Chloe seemed so happy watching me play for her. She didn't even make fun of the music for not being punky or thrashy or anything, which made me unbelievably happy. I felt like I was talented at something for a change just watching the look on her face. I had seen people in Seattle admire me before, but never the way she was looking at me. It was so warm and wonderful and...she's already turning me into a sap.

Chloe then insisted that I teach her some lessons soon, which I would love to do. We could start a nice little band together and travel the world playing music and sharing our love with everyone. A girl can dream. Chloe would probably prefer we were in some hardcore stuff that people could mosh to, and share some anger with the world. As long as she's there, I'd be game for anything.

As if the world couldn't just leave us be for one day, I eventually got a knock on the door once the sun had begun to set. We really did spend a good chunk of the day doing nothing, but it's not like we didn't deserve it! Me for that week in a timeline that didn't exist and half a year of pining over Chloe, and Chloe for that week and five years of pining over me!

After opening the door I saw it was Warren giving me all of my work that I had missed for the day. The gift that keeps on giving, homework. He asked to come in to talk to me about why I didn't go to class, but I told him that I wasn't feeling up to company. I felt almost bad, but I didn't really want to spend any time feeling awkward around someone when I could be being happy around Chloe instead. I deserve at least one damn day off!

I knew that Chloe wouldn't just let that go though. She started playing 20 questions with me on Warren. I knew she never really liked him because she saw him as a threat, but this was stupid. After explaining to her like a thousand times that we were never a thing, she finally calmed down and hugged me, saying she was sorry for freaking out on me. I swear, she makes it hard to stay mad at her sometimes. It's kind of weird how easily I feel we slipped into this dating vibe. It's like our friendship evolved into something else. I kind of felt like this was a moment where Chloe really needed to 'self medicate', but she wasn't leaving my side for the rest of the day. Nope. Not happening. She would just have to deal with being sober around me for a while.

Afterwards, Chloe and I decided to end the day by watching movies until we couldn't stay awake any longer. I only had one rule, no Blade Runner. To which Chloe agreed to, but asked why, and I honestly didn't see much of a reason to not be completely honest with her. So, we began to talk about alternate Chloe, in detail. I told her about what would have happened if William had lived, the memories that they had shared, the way we were to each other, the accident...all of it. Once I had come to the end of it, I noticed that the more I had talked, the more I was shaking, fighting off the urge to cry. Chloe then did something that I'm so glad she did, something that if I wasn't already sure I loved her, would have assured me. She held me and rubbed my back softly until I stopped shaking. All she had to do was just be there, and I felt better. If that isn't love, I don't want to know what is.

We decided to skip the movies at that point and go straight to bed, where I remember just holding Chloe and staring at her gorgeous face until I fell asleep.

Can you make some syrup from all that sap? Jeez.

Maxine Caufield. You are the fucking sweetest thing. I cant fucking believe you just wrote so much amazing things about me. You seriously might give me some kind of cavity if you don't watch it. You better tell me all of this in person as soon as you read this, or I'll find you. I know where you sleep yo.

But seriously, that was the nicest things anyone has ever said about me. It was hella fucking beautiful. I love you.

PS. Why didn't you tell me I'm a good photographer? Scared of some competition Caufield?!

PPS. You're hella fucking adorable.

PPPS. I read the one from yesterday too Maximus. Even the rain part.

A bunch of fucking P's and then an S. I love you. Just reminding you.

Author Notes:

Hey yo, I know I said I was done with this, but I suddenly got a really neat idea! Journal entries for the end of the episodes, just in case you were like me and loved to read her thoughts during the game. That and this is a great way to give you guys cool and cute little fluff! Because I know how hardcore this can become. So, Enjoy!

Until next time, stay golden.