I walked into an empty apartment utterly exhausted. I made my way back to my room, kicking off my shoes as I went. All I wanted was to sleep. I couldn’t believe it, but Katie, my sweet Katie, had screwed me senseless. That girl had fucked like a thing possessed that morning, waking me up by kissing my chest and sucking on my nipples. We carried on, licking, biting, screwing and thrusting, until it was time to check out. Even she was running out of steam by then. She had passed out on our way to her house in Chandler. Katie made me promise to call her before she made her way inside, walking stiffly. I would definitely be keeping that promise. The visions of her and Kristel intertwined together had been teasing me since the day before. For now however, rest.
Pulling off my shirt and pants I collapsed heavily into my bed and was sleeping almost before my head hit the pillow.
The fading light through my window told me I had woken up sometime in the early evening. My bedside clock confirmed it was a little after five. I lay there in that half-awake state letting my body work it’s way out of slumber and collecting my thoughts. I realized after a few moments that it was a noise that woke me. Someone had come into the apartment. I shed my mortal coil and let my awareness travel through the apartment. It was Kristel, no doubt, but I wanted to see what she was doing.
Kristel was standing in the dining area half-staring at my keys laying on the counter and half-lost in thought. Ahh choices, choices. I knew what she was thinking without bothering to check; I could read it in her face. Indecision and doubt and excitement and possibilities.
*Evening, babe.*
She yelped, looking around. “Stephen?”
*I’m in my room, why don’t you come in, we can talk if you want.*
“Alright, but no mind shit. Promise?”
*Does this count?*
She thought for a moment. “No, I guess not. Hang on, let me come in there, I feel like I’m talking to myself.”
She walked across the room and down the hallway to my room.
*Open sesame*
The door to my room clicked and swung open slowly as her hand was reaching for the knob. She jerked a little and peered around the door frame at me laying in bed partially covered by my comforter.
“I guess I didn’t just hallucinate the whole thing then, did I.”
“What do you mean? And come in, have a seat.”
She walked over to my desk and pulled out my chair and rolled it a few feet from the bed before sitting down heavily and crossing her arms. She was very nervous.
“Well,” she began slowly. “The more I thought about yesterday and everything that happened, the more unreal it seemed. I had almost convinced myself that it hadn’t happened at all; that maybe I had dreamed the whole thing. One giant, freaky head trip, you know?”
“So what do you think now?”
“You’re the one who can read my fucking mind, you tell me,” Kristel retorted, her face accusing.
“You asked me not too, so I’m not. Why are you angry?”
“Because I’m scared of you and that makes me nervous and afraid and angry. I debated on whether I should even come back here.” She looked at me, confused. “You...you’re really not reading my mind? At all?”
“No.” I sat up putting my back to the wall. “Can you toss me my shirt?” She leaned over and grabbed my shirt off the floor, and handed it to me. Pulling it on I said, ”You’re going to have to trust me Kristel. If I wanted you to do whatever I wanted I would just make you do it. I wouldn’t go through all of the trouble of trying to convince you and put you at ease if I was going to make you do what it anyway.”
We sat in silence for a few minutes as she mulled over what I said. Slowly her face softened up, and she dropped her defensive posture somewhat. “That makes sense, I guess.”
“Are you hungry?” I asked her.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“How does pizza sound?” I was forming an idea.
“Pretty good actually.”
“Give me a few minutes to get cleaned up and we’ll go and get some pizza and talk. How about that?”
“Alright.”
She went into to her room and I jumped in the shower real quick, cleaned myself up and was back out in the in the living room twenty minutes later in jeans, a long sleeved shirt and one of my few jackets. You don’t have much use for them in Arizona, but I wasn’t planning on eating here. She came from her room wearing a loose pair of khaki pants and a thin cotton blouse.
“You may want to grab a jacket. It’s probably going to be chilly.”
“No it’s not, it’s like ninety degrees outside.” She looked at me like I was nuts.
“Trust me.” I told her.
“Fine.”
She emerged back from her room a minute later with a jacket across her arms. “Do you want to drive or do you want me to?”
“I’ll handle the transportation,” I assured her. “Come here.”
“Why?”
“This would be a lot easier if you would just trust me. Please?”
Looking a little guilty, Kristel walked over and stood next to me, staring up expectantly and a little annoyed.
“Okay, now I haven’t exactly done this yet, but I think I can make it work. I’m going to put my arms around you, is that okay?”
“What are you doing?”
I frowned at her.
“Fine, fine, go ahead.” She stepped in closer to me and I pulled her into my arms. I held her for a few seconds just enjoying the feeling and she even began to soften up in my embrace. She slowly put her arm around my waist and held me back. Putting my mind to the task at a hand I said:
“Okay, here we go.” I concentrated.
“Go where–”
My body broke out in goose bumps as a chill swept over us. Kristel shivered as well. There was a brief flash, whiting out everything and then blackness. I felt Kristel’s body pull tight against mine and heard her scream but it was strangely muffled. My stomach dropped, like when you’re going up and down a bunch of hills in a car, and then we both landed with a soft thud on a patch of grass. I opened my eyes and looked around. Looked about right.
It was dark, stars were glittering softly in the sky above and we were in a small clearing surrounded by bushes and trees. Just through the tree line you could see a road with cars streaming by. Kristel broke away from me hard and stumbled a few feet back, looking around wildly.
“What the…how...where? What happened?”
A cold breeze blew through the clearing. Kristel clapped her arms around herself, then remembering she had a jacket, threw it on quickly.
“We just teleported,” I told her.
“Teleported?”
