E-VOLV

Part 3- Downsides

The sound of sirens, the never-ending hum of electric cars, horns blaring, and animated chatter float into my ears and attempt to tease me awake. These are the usual Saturday morning sounds of the metropolis I am now calling home. Lower Metropolis Prime, to be exact. I resist the notion of waking up and protest by squeezing my eyes shut tighter.

The window. I mumble to myself.

I left the window open to the balcony. Crap, I don't want to get up yet. Why can't I just think it shut or wave my hand. I have all these neat new abilities I should be able to do something like close a window right?

I am not tired, I just don't have any pressing issues right now and the bed is super comfy. Besides I am still feeling the lingering effects of last night.

Mmmmm, Noel is definitely yummy.

I halfheartedly flick my wrist outward. Nothing.

Yeah like that's gonna work. I think to myself.

I flip my wrist down and think down simultaneously and the window bangs shut startling me out of the bed. I stand there staring at the now-closed window with my mouth open.

As if it were in awe too, my towel slips to the floor and I am now naked. Naked and intrigued.

Stepping over the towel on the floor, I walk over to the window and it is indeed shut.

Shut, but not locked.

So I concentrate on the locks, flicking my wrist to and fro, up and down.
Nothing.
Finally, I blow on it. What?!  You never watched the 5th Element? It might have worked and you would have been impressed! ....
Okay, so...No.... that didn't work either.

I tried to visualize myself locking the window. The latch started to inch forward but it was difficult. It was actually heavy, like lifting a weight. Beads of sweat were forming on my lip and temples from the effort I was exerting. Just a little more and I will have it I grunted through clenched teeth. Almost there The lock rewarded me by moving incrementally forward.

Lissa Noel thought. My body reacted to hearing him call my name. Involuntarily contracting. I must still be connected to him.
"What the hell!?'' I said in exasperation.

My concentration broken, the latch returned to its original position with a smug click. I blinked to refocus. Feeling slightly deflated and sweaty, I looked up from the latch and out the window. I meet my neighbor's eyes as he is standing in his window eating a bowl of cereal with a stupid grin on his face. To my dismay and my neighbor's pleasure, I look down. I remember that I am still naked. Naked, sweaty, and a little peeved. We continue staring at each other. I roll my eyes at him and reward him with a bird and a smile.

Manually flipping the latches on the window with a bit of an attitude, I snatch the curtains closed and head once again to the bathroom. On my way in I swipe at the sweat on my lip. A flash of red catches my eye as I drop my hand down. Now what? I think as I flip on the light and look in the mirror, Hmmph, My freaking nose is bleeding. Not bad, but a little trickle. Hope I didn't break something I am gonna need later.

Back in the shower, the hot water soothes me and the glass enclosure is shrouded in steam. I close my eyes and rinse my face in the stream of hot water. Then... I smell him. 

Noel, I think happily to myself. His bodywash, the male muskiness that is uniquely his own. The water seems to have gotten colder. I open my eyes. I blink.

No, No..... This isn't right! I see him. No, not in my mind. I am not in my shower.

I'm in his.

Oh my God! I am in his shower!

My heart is beating 50 miles a minute. He is right in front of me! Oh no! Can he see me? I think in a panic. I am holding my breath, afraid to breathe.

Afraid to move.

Wait, I am behind him. Calm down. Breathe. He hasn't turned around yet. Lucky for me.

The lukewarm water is a bit cooler coming off of him and I shiver. I also take a minute to appraise his very fit backside and notice his shower is quite a bit roomier than mine. I look into his mind.
He is busy washing and thinking about his speech for later today. I gotta pick up my suit and tie. I hope I can get the damn thing straight this time. I pull out of his mind just as he thinks about me again.

Damn, why can't I get her out of my mind He thinks as he runs his hand up and down his stomach then travels his thickening length. I got a few minutes.

I have got to get out of here. I think in a panic.

I squeeze my eyes shut and imagine my shower stall, my loofah, my body wash and when I open them, I am safe and sound back at home, in my own shower. The water is nice and hot like I like it. Tears well up in my eyes. That could have turned out so much worse. I mean, what if he had seen me? How would I explain how I got in his shower?!

Remember those downsides I mentioned reader? Yeah this would be one of them.

Like a junkie, fiendish for another fix, I reach out to touch Noel's mind. The familiar tingling starts in my lower abdomen. I feel flushed and my center contracts violently. I am with him again in his fantasy. I feel his hands all over my body. His lips...Oh, his lips are everywhere, burning a trail of fire down toward my belly button. I cup my center with my hand as if to block his entrance.

No, I whimper, Not now, and sink to the floor of the shower stall. I pull my mind away from his.

After allowing myself a few more languid moments of pity, I get up off the shower floor and quickly wash myself up and exit the stall. I grab a fresh towel from the linen closet and dry myself off. A quick check in the mirror confirms my nose bleed has stopped and I am now staring into two very sad brown eyes. I should be enjoying the fact that I can move between spaces like that.

"There are a million applications for a talent like that," I say in my best Siri voice.

I keep thinking I am going to pop up in hell and not be able to pop back out. I just wish there was someone to help me go through this. It might be a little more fun that way...Maybe.

I picked up my toothbrush and switched it on. As soon as I touched my gums with the bristles it hurt. Not like a small pain, but a really bad, searing, like, run, don't walk to the nearest dentist hurt. I switched off the toothbrush and gingerly touched my gum. It felt swollen. I looked in the mirror and pulled up my lip to see if I could figure out what the heck was happening.

My gums were moving. 

My gums are moving! I screamed in my head. My eyes were wide with terror.

They were swelling and receding and then re-expanding again. The pain in my gums built quickly until it was overbearing. Rocking back and forth, holding my hand over my mouth, I screamed into my hand.

I screamed and cried.

My stomach contracted and I felt I was going to be sick, I ran to the toilet and retched. Dry heaving repeatedly produced nothing but a little food I had eaten yesterday, bile and spittle. Eventually, I threw up blood when there was nothing left in my gut.

Not sure if you are keeping track reader...downside.

©Venis Nytes

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