Before I begin the continuation of my flashback montage, I would like to take a moment to say that, yes, you aren't imagining things; I am rushing through this a little bit. Yes, I'm skipping dialogue and summarizing some shit. But can you really blame me? For starters, as I've told you the entire time, I'm in the middle of fucking dying. Secondly, let's be fair/honest here, you would summarize the irrelevant bullshit, too. Lastly, I am tired of you all complaining about my retelling methods. Suck it up already, people.

Now, then, back to it. *swings down Lucille* (You know the reference)

Cormac and who I assumed at first glance to be his father (it was) were visiting Cassius and I, without warning. Well, to me, it was without warning. Maybe Cassius already knew, I don't know. I don't pay attention to shit if it's not about myself or the Soren Phoenixes or Chrysanthemum. She's fine, by the way; I just didn't talk to her recently because I was too busy staring down and talking to Maverick about some important vamp shit, you know? Which I did, eventually, relay back to her so she wasn't entirely clueless.

I just gawked at Cormac, because of all the days he wanted to come visit with his father, it had to be when I was hanging out in the vehicle with Maverick, who ditched me at the first sign of trouble and didn't really warn me all that well, the bastard. Cassius ran over to Cormac and…the other guy whose name I don't remember; Cormac's dad. He gave 'em both hugs and helped the wheelchair guy outta the car, even though I was sure Cormac could handle it alone.

They talked amongst themselves a bit. I didn't bother paying attention since I wasn't in the center. You know me. So, I just remained unhelpful as Cormac and Cassius worked together to help out Cormac's dad, whatever his name was. I wish I was better with names. No, I don't. I wished I cared more to remember names. That one, not a lie, for once.

All I did was turn on the porch light, after I was done gawking. And I went inside, waiting impatiently for the three of them to hurry the fuck up. I don't know if I told you about the weather but it was pouring so I was kind of soaked and they were getting soaked. Yep. Sorry for skipping over that if I did last time; as I said, I was just skipping through with my summarizing.

Eventually, the three of them made it inside the house. What joy. I like Cormac and all but I'm not ready for the drama that his dad was likely to start over Maverick, because they absolutely noticed he was here. There went hiding it from Cassius for a while.

"It has been a long while, hasn't it?" Cormac's father began. "Hopefully, you didn't have any plans that we're interrupting." He immediately looked at me. Yep, he believed the legends and he definitely realized it was Maverick.

Cassius shook his head. "You're good. Was just gonna watch the game. Are you staying for it?"

Cormac looked sheepish. "It was kind of our plan to begin with; our TV is busted."

"That and Cormac was just buzzing to see Iris," Cormac's dad stated, trying to embarrass him but he didn't look all that embarrassed to be eager to see me. I wasn't embarrassed that he wanted to. We were friends, after all.

"Glad you came," I commented. "I was gonna make some food. Want anything?"

"Nah, I'm good," Cormac said. "We're both good; ate already. Didn't want to be a bunch of moochers."

I smirked. "Technically, you still are; you're gonna be mooching our television, no?" I looked at Cassius. "What about you, Dad? Food?" He mumbled a positive response but it was too busy heading to the living room to get the TV ready and all that. Cormac's father went with him, thank fuck.

I ended up making something very, very simple; I made apple pie, philly cheesesteak, and curly fries. Like I said, simple. I'm lying; I purposely chose something that would delay me from entering the fucking living room.

Cormac lingered in the kitchen/dining room with me, watching me do my thing. "How have things been lately, since we last talked?"

"They've been the same as usual, minus the nightmares you caused me with your little story on the beach. Chrysanthemum, too; calls me every night after she wakes up, screaming," I half lied, smirking at him when he thought I was being serious. He snorted, shaking his head at me. "Your Ferrari fixed up yet?"

"Nope, haven't found all the parts just yet," he stated coolly. "We rented one for a pretty cheap price. It's all good. I'll get that damn car finished eventually."

"I have no doubts," I stated truthfully. I liked him. Him, Magnus, Chrysanthemum, and maybe Kenji were probably the only true friends I'd ever have, while the Soren Phoenix siblings would be my family someday. If I hadn't died, anyway; I'm definitely gonna die. Bummer.

"…So, is there a reason you weren't driving your Chevrolet? Did it mess up or something?" he asked with some hesitation.

I shook my head as I continued cooking the foods I mentioned. "Nah, no, I got a ride from a friend of mine. He's a cool dude." Sometimes. "Maverick," I said, deciding to just let him know who it was since his father probably knew who he was and it'd probably ask me the name anyways.

"Ah, that explains, well, everything, really," he responded. "Need plates?"

"Yeah, they're in the cabinet," I said, gesturing to said cabinet. "I guess your dad really doesn't like the Soren Phoenix family; I noticed how he kept eyeing me, so I figured y'all noticed Maverick." I shrugged. "Dad doesn't know yet about Maverick and I hanging out, so-"

"Secret's safe with me," he answered immediately. "My dad, that's another story, but I'll see what I can do if he doesn't spill the beans tonight, okay?"

I sighed in relief. "Thank you so much, Cormac. I knew you'd be a true friend. I don't have very many."

"Yeah, I don't doubt you; I saw the crowd you were with at the beach," he stated, faking a violent shiver. "You and Cyrus were okay, though."

I smiled. "Just me and Chrysanthemum? Well, we are the weirdos of the bunch, so, it checks out. Magnus and Kenji are pretty decent dudes, and they're, like, together together, so if you ever see them around, they won't cause a fuss."

He didn't look disgusted by two guys being together so yeah, I picked a good, probably straight, guy friend. "I'll keep that in mind. They'll get no judgment from me and mine." I nodded, still smiling.

Eventually, the food was done and I took Cassius his food before returning to the dining room to eat my own serving. Cormac ended up eating, too, anyway. Like me, he didn't seem to care much for sports; he preferred my company. So, we just talked like homies do until the game finally ended.

Cormac and his father left soon after that, with promises in the air that Cormac and I would hangout again soon enough. I hoped with my heart of hearts that we would; he was cool, pretty chill, too. I could've lived my life without his father eyeing me down again, though; it was really none of his business that I was hanging out with Maverick (and wanting to sleep with him).

After they were gone, Cassius and I made small talk, where he told me about his plans for when I won't be home, before I headed to my bedroom; yeah, all that is pretty irrelevant honestly but it still needed to be stated.

Anyway, I slept well; same dream as always and such. I woke up in a good mood, too, but I didn't act much differently than I normally did; I was just feeling extra excited and happy on the inside. I ate food, got dressed, got cleaned, etc. Then, I met Maverick at his Subaru, which was outside my home the moment my father wasn't around.

I jumped into that bitch, pronto, my guy. I wanted to see my future mans. I couldn't stop staring at him. He smiled at me; he was in a good mood, too, it seemed. We briefly talked about my night and he was cryptic about his own, which made me feel like he was being a bit sus but I ignored it.

He asked more questions that day, like he told me he would do. It was easier but also, like, I'd rather be learning about his interesting vampire stuff than telling him all about boring human bullshit, you know? I talked about my mother and her side of the family mostly. He was shocked to learn that I was still a virgin; and it seemed to slightly irritate him, I think, since he was quiet for a bit afterwards.

I automatically assumed that he wasn't one, too. How could he be? Probably banged a few lady vamps. I wouldn't be surprised.

The day went by very quickly. Probably because my mind was just so Maverick focused again. Eh, it always was, but it just felt like the days were zooming by now; maybe because we were finally chilling together and doing shit instead of supposedly disliking each other.

He ended up leaving after lunch, though; he was going hunting with Briar-Fleur. I was a little sad but also thankful since that meant he wouldn't accidentally eat me in a bad way. Lucky me. What we talked about is completely irrelevant, by the way; just stuff about our trip the next day, the hunting he'd be doing, and how his family would get my Thelma to the school so I wouldn't have to walk home. I even had a brief encounter with said vampire sister; she seemed okay, even though she only spoke a sentence and it wasn't even directly at me.

Anyway, Maverick also complimented me a few times, like how I was unpredictable and it turned him on. I'm sugarcoating it but it's close enough to what he stated, okay? Oh and his other vampire sister, Flora, kind of glared me down before Maverick growled at her underneath his breath; vampire hearing was awesome.

He also got angsty at one point, already expecting a very unfortunate end to all of this. I mean, he predicted the future, which is crazy because that's not even his power. But yeah, he was worried everything would end badly, for both of us, not just me.

He made me promise, before he left with Briar-Fleur, that I'd be gucci. I promised I'd try my best. So, yeah, you would've just gotten bored if I relayed all of that normally like everything else; this is why I summarize, people. That and I don't have but so much time left in my slow motion flashback of my life before my death.

For the rest of the day, I missed him. And I did my best not to die during gym; I succeeded without injury to myself, so I consider that a major win in my book.

I did a lot of internal monologuing in between all of that but it was basically the usual; Maverick is love, Maverick is life, Maverick makes my pussy go lala, all that shit. My fake friends talked to me; I ignored them, mostly. Chrysanthemum talked to me; I talked back (I told her everything I learnt later that night, by the way; in case I forget to mention it, again).

Anyway, Constantine invited me to a gang bang after the dance but I obviously said hell no and kicked him in the nuts, Eric Cartman style. I hope he pucked afterwards; I didn't linger around long enough to find out.

My beautiful Thelma was in the parking lot, as promised; I had no doubts.

When I got home, I did chores, made food, did what I usually would in my bedroom, called Chrysanthemum to tell her the vampire stuff, etc. Only thing I didn't do was homework because I had none. I told Cassius that I canceled my trip but said he could still go on his since I was grown enough to stay home alone and do shit; I was lying, of course, but you know, I like doing unnecessary shit all the time.

I was ecstatic about the day to come; the next day. I was gonna have a day with Maverick, my darling, my bae, my bitch, my hoe, my love, my lust, my mate. I was so happy, I could shit; Angry Grandpa reference, bitches.

I will never apologize for references that probably don't even exist yet. Or do they? I never said what year it was. Or did I? Shit, did I? …Disregard it if I did. I can reference anything I want, existing or not yet existing; it's my life that's ending. Or is it? Let me be crazy. Shut up.

I slept well again. Same dream. You know the drill. I didn't even need to drug myself to sleep, like some people. No offense.

I got up around the usual time and got ready, and shit. I had a smaller breakfast than usual, just because; I wasn't fucking nervous, don't make me hit you through the screen. Cassius was already gone for the day. Everything was right on track with how I examined it to go. So far, so great.

Soon, I opened the front door and saw him, standing there all pretty with his casual clothing. He made everything look good; we'd be so hot together, omg. I was in my favorite clothes again; obviously. He waited by Thelma. I got into the driver's seat; he got into the passenger's seat. It was my turn to be in charge for once.

It didn't necessarily last very long but still.

He directed me on where to go. He complained about my normal driving; I wasn't nearly as reckless as him. Pretty quickly, I learnt that we'd be hiking, like all the athletic and adventurous people. Yay…

If he told me that already, I clearly hadn't paid attention or cared enough to remember. His face was so pretty.

I know the chapter is lacking dialogue. Who fucking cares? You're still getting the same story as you've cooked up in your fucking head. Be grateful I'm not torturing you for a longer time.

Maverick got mad when I told him that I told everyone (lie) that no one knew I was still heading somewhere with him; he called me crazy. I called him stupid. If I wasn't driving, we'd probably would've had hate sex, and then love making after.

We sat in silence for most of the ride, especially after that shit I just told you. He gets mad a lot. It's probably a red flag. I don't care, though; I wanted to get laid, still do.

We made it to the trail he wanted us to hike on or whatever. I parked my Thelma and prayed I'd see her again. We did a lot of angry walking; well, he did angry walking, I did frustrated walking. You know exactly what that looks like; don't pretend you don't know what I mean. We walk a certain way when we're feeling different emotions. If you haven't noticed before, pay more attention to yourself and others, especially others. Read the room better.

We didn't actually take the trail; he led me somewhere else. He was kind of scared at that moment, to be honest. Very…murderous and rapey looking. I still followed him, though, because I'm stupid. I got lucky that he wasn't either of those things; not towards me, anyway.

He noticed my worry about never seeing home again. He reassured me, though he still looked angry so it didn't really help much, goddamn it.

The forest was…a forest. You know, lots of dirt, green stuff, wood, animals, etc. I hated it but it was what he wanted to do that day, so hiked, I did. It fucking sucked ass. I absolutely tripped a lot; at least he was decent enough to catch me each time instead of letting me bust open my face or break my ass like Patrick from Spongebob did; I think even Spongebob broke his ass at some point, too, earlier on.

I'm not gonna give any more details of the forest hike than I already stated because it's all you need to fucking know, okay?

We were still very silent, hardly talking. When we did talk, it was because he asked me more questions and I answered them. It was getting annoying, how much he was in control of everything. Oh well; at least we were talking a little.

The hiking went on for a while since I wasn't much of a walker (not talking about the zombies).

He was very, very pretty, by the way. Just saying.

We ended up at an open field of, get this, Chrysanthemums. Wild, right? It was like she was watching over me from a distance. She was such a good friend. My best-friend. My side hoe. My Bonnie. Anyway, because it was those flowers, I liked the field and considered the hike worth it.

I didn't like the sun beating down on my goddamn face, though.

Also, I took notice that while I stepped into the field, Maverick hadn't just yet. What would happen? Would he melt? Would he burn? Would he look the exact same? I stared him down, watching, waiting for his move. I wanted to see the result of him in the sunlight. I wanted to know what the big deal was.

He stared back before finally deciding to enter the field with me. And holy shit, was it a sight to behold.

To be continued… Mwahahahahahahaha!