Chronos Shift

Dream to Nightmare

    A bright light engulfed my vision, forcing me to sit up. I didn't even get a good night's sleep after the happenings of last night. I just stayed up all night thinking why are people trying to kill us, and how did Mike just magically vanish from my room last night. Everything was a lot to take in and it was even just the first day of school. 

    Thank God there was no homework 

    I shifted in my bed a little to grab the phone on my bedside table, I felt my phone, immediately checking for any new messages.

    My mind was all across the room but I need me some clothes because this shirtless setup is not for me. I went to my closet to pick out some clothes. As I sifted through my options, a familiar sound came from right behind me. My peripheral vision was of no use, I slightly moved my head to the side and...no one was there.

    "So..."

    "JESUS f*****g CHRIST!" I fell on my ass. 

    The deep-voiced best friend I have appeared out of thin air, and still, I don't know why. 

    "Where did you even come from!" I shouted, clutching my heart that might've been thrown across the room somewhere. 

    "I slept over, I just came back from your bathroom." 

    "I should've heard you open the door then, and I heard no sound of a toilet flushing," I looked back and forth between him and the bathroom door and I flashed a disgusted look on his face, "Jesus, did you even flush?" I stood up and tip-toed to the bathroom to see it was squeaky clean, it's like no one used it. 

    "Got bored so I cleaned it." His deep voice resonated in the bathtub.

    "How did you even-" 

    "I'll show you something after school, but first, we gotta go there." He held his knuckle up and pointed at his gold watch at me and I saw it was 6:00 AM.

    "Yeah, yeah...let me take a shower first, I smell like I just went to the gym."

    "But you haven't even been to one..."

    "Out!" 

    He walked out the door with hands on his pockets then he closed the door. When I heard that slight click on the door, I proceeded to undress. I pulled down my boxer briefs and threw them in the hamper. 

    "Oh and..." The door swung open, I was there, bare, my humanity exposed to the world.

    Mike was holding the doorknob as he opened the door. Our eyes met then he looked down at my...

    He had a surprised look on his face. 

    "Hmmm" 

    What hmm    

    He started to remove his shirt, revealing his chiseled abs with bouts of chest hair sprawled across his body.

    f**k, he's hot

    I felt myself go hard, and I bit my lip in embarrassment. Mike smirked and proceeded to pull down his sweatpants. I can see the tip of his package taking a peek from his underwear. I gulped looking at it

    It's so big

    His tall frame walked towards me and I stood there frozen. I can't move a muscle. it's like he got me under a spell. I am facing his chiseled abs right now and I want to touch it.

    "Go on." His deep voice made me shiver and harder in the process. Our lengths were almost touching right now if he could just remove it. 

    I put my fingertips on his abs and all I can feel right now was absolute bliss. Everything in my body was heating up and my hardness is pulsating. He moaned as I trailed my finger down to his underwear. I can see the pulsating motion of his snake...no...anaconda trapped beneath the confines. I gripped the garter and forcefully put it down when a bright light hit my face.

    Fuck

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    I woke up lying on my bed, I removed the blanket over me revealing my shirtless self with my boxer briefs restricting an angry mini version. 

    I stood up and examined my room if Mike was here. But I did hear the shower running. 

    "Mike?" I shouted.

"Yeah?" It came from my bathroom, so he did sleep over.

    I stood up and thank God my anger has subsided. I went to my bedside table to check my phone, but just like in my dream. My book was also here, my fingers trailed on the cover and I decided to open it. 

    Mike emerged from the bathroom with a towel on his hips, I looked at his Greek God like body and I got mesmerized by how he looks. Water dripped down from his six-pack and his messy hair and his bulky arms that flex as he ruffles his hair with another towel. 

    Eat me now 

    "Guess someone's angry today." Mike chuckled and I looked down.

    Fuck

    I ran to the bathroom with lightning speed and locked the door this time. 

    "The towel's on the doorknob when you're done." I heard the opening of the door. 

    What is wrong with me

    I opened the shower and bathed myself because...I need cleansing. 

    I stepped out of the shower and dried myself. I went to my closet and grabbed a fresh set of clothes. I picked out a beige hoodie that had a black rectangle written on it saying 'SUP in white bold writing. Then for my bottoms, I grabbed a ripped washed denim jeans, and as for my shoes, your go-to black, and white converse. 

    I went downstairs to see Mike leaning at the end of the staircase, his bag over his shoulder, his arms crossed.

    "She left this note for you." Mike handed me the small sticky note.

Sorry honey, I have an errand to attend to as of the moment, I left some money on the kitchen counter. 

    Mike showed to me a stack of hundred-dollars wrapped in a metallic yellow money band with Collins embossed

    "I don't know how we're rich," I muttered to myself

    "Don't mind that, come on, let's buy something to eat, what you want?" He said while walking towards the door and opening it for me. 

    "Just want some Starbucks," I said as both of us walked to the car. 

    "Starbucks it is then." He opened the car door for me and he went on his seat. 

    Wait, this is a new car. 

    "What happened to the other car?" I asked while he was wearing his seatbelt. 

    "It was blown to smithereens."

    "Sorry to hear about that.."

    "Nah, it's fine, didn't even want that model anyway."

    He turned to the key that roared the engine to life. I gripped the edge of my seat as this is going to be one of those light speed drives featuring Michael Jones.

    He saw my slight gesture and laughed a little.

    "I'll go slow this time, don't worry." 

    For some reason, my face heated up and I just looked away to see the surroundings to hide my redness. 

    We had a solid thirty minutes left before classes start and we're already at the parking lot of the Starbucks near our school. We went inside and sat on one of the chairs. 

    "I'll order, what'll you have?" He stood up and asked me.

    "Just a caramel frappuccino, ooh! Add in an oatmeal cookie!" I was like a giddy schoolboy. He laughed a little and went on to order. 

    He stood in line and I just chilled back in my seat. The sound of the coffee shop was serene, the chatter of people filled my ears and mixed with the classical music Starbucks is blasting. It was heaven. 

    Did I even bring my book with me?

    I rummaged through my bag to find my book when a loud thump of wood hitting wood broke the chatter of other customers. 

    I looked back to see three men in a black ski masks.

    "Move and you die!" The one in the front shouted. 

    Not again...