A/N: short reminder that even though this is a sci-fi, time travel story it does have bl elements too..... any way enjoy 😏

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"This is still a terrible idea." I grumbled while following Peter down the stairs to the motels parking lot. Once again he completely ignored my protest and just keeped on walk down the stairs. "PETER! Seriously I don't want to go there! It's a god damn nightmare!" I cried out and grabbed the sleeve of his flannel shirt. "If you really want me to believe you, you got to show it to me!" He bluntly stated, shook my hand off and continued descending down the stairs.

What the fuck?! Why the hell would I have to prove anything to him?! Is he to stupid to get what DANGEROUS means?!
If it had been Preston I could have understood his persistence because the dark-haired guy seemed to be quite the daredevil and to not really think things over, but from Peter I would have definitely expected more.

Fed-up with the blond’s behavior I could no longer keep my thoughts from slipping out off my mouth. "And here I thought you were the smart one of the two of you." I angrily grumbled and pushed past him.

I had only meant it as an offhand comment but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back I knew I had fucked up.

"What's that suppose to mean!" He growled, his eyes filled with rage staring straight at me, making me feel like something was crawling underneath my skin. "Uhm...well I..." I stummelte, while avoid his gaze.
"I meant that... well I thought you, unlike Preston would understand why I don't want to go to the futur! Because you seemed more level-headed then him and not so airhead and foolish." I tried to explained in the nicest way possible but it didn't seem to get my point across, because he was still glaring at me with murderous intent.

Frustrated over him being so overly dramatic I sighed and shook my head. "Oh come on I know you are friends and all but you have to admit Preston isn't the smartest or most reasonable person. Also doesn't it bother you to that he is constantly so extremely cheerful? Like come on even on my medz I was never this annoyingly happy." I explained further and then half jokingly edited, "But at least he has his looks to make up for his lack of brain cells."

When I saw his fist flying towards my face it was already to late to duck. With a horrible crunching noise it collided with my nose, causing an excruciating, pulsating pain. Dazed I stumbled backwards until my back hit a wall.

Slowly I took my hand from my battered nose and looked down. There was a lot of  blood on my hands. In disbelief I started at it while the red fluid dripped from my face onto the flowery summerdress, staining it with dark red splotches. Seeing that my head started to throb, my sight got blurry and before I could even think clearly my body already moved on it's own.

Furious at what he had done I flung myself at him, causing us to tumble down the rest of the stairs and to hit the concrete floor at the end of the stairs. For a brief moment I was disoriented and not able to see clearly.
But as soon as I got my senses back again, I crawled over to Peter. Subconsciously I scanned hid body for any major injuries but seeing none, I just continued my onslaught. "You hit me! You fucking bastard! You fucking hit ME!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, while slapping him over and over again.

I had gotten a few good slapps, when he suddenly manged to grab my wrists and to flip me over onto my back. He held my wrist above my head and used his weight to pin me down on the cold, wet concrete.

Furiously I tried to get out from under him, wiggling around like a snake, kicked and even snapping my teeth at him but no matter how hard I tried, he was just so much stronger then me. With no other option left I started screaming for help at the top of my lungs, hoping that anybody might hear me.

He yelled at me to shut up but because I was still in raged over the fact that he had hit me, I did the exact opposite and instead just started to scream even louder then before. At least until suddenly he leaned down and pressed his lips again mine. I was stunned and had no idea how to react. Because not only had I not expected him to go this far just to make me shut up but also because it was the first time anybody had ever kissed me.

His tongue slowly made it's way into my mouth, exploring every inch of it. My  brain keeped telling me to bite it off, but instead I closed my eyes and clumsily tried to mimic his movement.
With every passing second our kiss got more and more passionate and I lost myself completely in it. Any sense of time or my surroundings was completely gone. The only thing my mind could focus on was his hot breath on my face and his hands, that caressed my body, making me shiver in arousal. One hand finally settled on my neck. His thumb slightly pressed down on my throat, making it even harder to breathe, while his other hand made it's way even lower.

When I felt him groping my hardening member I emidietley came to my senses again and kicked him off. "What the hell?! What the fuck is wrong mhmmm..." I screamed, but before I could finish he had placed his large hand over my mouth, while gesturing to me with his free hand to keep my voice down. For a moment I contemplating biting his hand but when I noticed his serious expression I nodded. The blond slowly took his hand off my mouth and then motioned me to look around.

At first I didn't understood what he wanted me to see but then I noticed that we were no longer where we had been just a moment ago or rather when we had been.

The already shabby Motel was now nothing more then a burned out, crumbling ruin, while the cars in the parking lot looked like a giant had thrown them all over the place. Even the lush forest that had been surrounding the motel was completely gone, and in it's place was now just a desolate wasteland that seemed devoid of any for of life.

"FUCK!"