Phychopath

.6

   Stacy was fixing Peter's scratch while everyone sat quietly around the couchs.
"He's.... gone" Dalton mutters.
"So that's what becomes of us when we leave the cabin?" Hannah asks with fright.

Peter hops off the coffee table and walks towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Owen asks him.
"I need to... collect my thoughts" Peter replies while closing the door.

"What should we do?" Eric asks.
"We should have Partners, safer
In numbers right?" Hannah asks.
Owen and Stacy agree with her.
I get up and i walk in to the kitchen to talk to Clara.
She sat on a stool by the counter.

She looks up at me with teary eyes.
"What are we up against? I just want to go home" she sobs.
She puts her arms around me and sobs in to my shirt.
"I know, i wish we never came here" i murmur.

"What... what did it look like?" She asks me.
"It was big, it was scary, but... but it saved me" i answer.
"From what?" She replies.
"Being hurt by Ethan" i respond.
The lights start to flicker earning everyone to be silent.
"What was that?" Clara asks.

I shrug but i start to walk towards the living room.
The light bulb in the kitchen shatters earning screams from us.
"What happened?!" Hannah asks in fright.
"The power, its not working..." Owen mutters.

I grab my jacket and i rush outside.
I hike to the circuit breaker.
The sight before me shocked me.
The giant pole was ripped from the ground and electricty crackled in the snow.

The sudden thought occured to me.
"PETER?!" I yell.
I look around for him but i don't see him.
"PETER!" I scream.
A hand grips my mouth and i get pulled against a hard chest.
"Shut up!" He growls as he yanks me back to the house.

"Where were you?!" I ask.
"The thing! The thing came back!" He answers as he pushes us inside.
"The circuit breaker?" Dalton asks.
"Done for" Peter answers.

I see Hannah and Stacy cleaning the glass from the kitchen.
"Its closing in on us" Eric mutters.
"What should we do then?" Owen asks.
"Partners" Stacy states.
Everyon soon grabs someone for partners.

Hannah soon reaches me and holds my arm.
Dalton and Peter become partners and Stacy and Owen attach to each other.
Clara stands next to Eric while we all look around at each other.

"Hannah lets get you some rest" i mutter as i pull her towards the stairs.
She was sixteen and i was twenty one.
~~
Hannah sleeps on the bed while i sit on a chair in the corner of out bedroom.
I stand up from watching her sleep and i lock the windows then i slip out of the bedroom
Clara, Owen, Stacy and Eric watch a movie with Dalton.

I see Peter in the kitchen eating some food.
I walk in to the kitchen and i grab a granola bar and i eat some of it.
"Suppose to be with your brother?" I ask Peter.
He shrugs.
"What about you? Aren't you suppose to be with Hannah?" He replies.

I do a shrug and i sit on a counter top.
"Oh i forgot" Peter mutters before pulling out my somewhat cracked iphone.
He sets it beside me.
I pick it up and i turn it on.
On the lockscreen reveals my cousin and me.
"Boyfriend and you?" He asks.
"Cousin" i answer.

"With everything going on...... i wonder if i'll ever see him again" i murmur.
"You will, you wont be hurt, i promise" Peter says plainly.
"How can you say that? Ethan got ripped apart just four hours ago!" I tell him.
"He tried to rape you, he was never my friend, he was my father's friend's son" he replies while looking at me.
"I hate almost half the people who came with me" he says to me.
I cross my legs and i look at him.

"Do you hate your brother?" I ask.
He shrugs.
"What about owen and Eric?" I add.
"Hate owen, Eric is chill" he says.
"Then why did you come?" I ask.
"My family paid for me to go as a chaperone" he answers.

"Thank you" i murmur.
He looks at me with confusion.
"For saving me" i add.
"Want to thank me?" He says with confusion.
I nod.
He gets off his seat and starts to walk away.

He looks back and motions for me to follow him.
I hop off the counter and i follow him.
He opens the garage door and walks in.
I follow and he closes the door.
I walk towards my car and i lean up against it.
"Your welcome" he tells me.

"Why were you outside" i ask him.
"I told you, i needed to clear my head" he answers.
"You just told me you didn't even like him! You are such a pig!" I say to him.

He slams his palm on my car right next to my head.
He points his index finger at my face.
"Don't ever call me a pig" he growls.
"Oh so i can call you something different? You are an asshole! A bastard! A stuck up rotten nothing!" I say angrily.

"I am not!" He growls angrily.
"You aren't?! Then prove it! You get cocky every five seconds! You are a proud son of an ass" i say back.
"You-" before i could say anything his lips crash on to mine.
I let out a gasp in shock.

His hands cupped my cheeks as he kisses me.
My eyes flutter closed and i kiss him back.
His hands grab mine and makes my hands wrap around his neck.
The second our lips leave each others we look in to each other eyes.
"Am i still an ass?" He asks me softly.
"Shut up" i answer as i kiss him again.
He grabs my legs and picks me up.
He presses me against the car while he opens the trunk.

He lays me down on it while kissing me.
My fingers find the hem of his shirt and i pull it off him.
He pulls off my shirt.
When we break away from kissing each other it felt like years until our lips touch again.
He starts to kiss my jaw then my neck.

His fingers pull off my straps of my bra and lays hot kisses on the valley of my breasts.
I let out a moan and i feel him pull off my pants and underwear.
He kisses my stomach all the way down to my privates.
He touches my thighs and spreads them.
He smirks at me before i feel his tongue flick my clitoris.
I grab the put down leather seats as i moan in pleasure.

"Oh god" i moan.
He flicks it faster and i arch my back in pleasure.
He purs making his lips vibrate.
I groan and i close my eyes in pleasure.

He stops flicking my clitoris and he brings his lips to my ear.
"Want more?" He murmurs.
I nod my head.
"Give me more" i moan.
He unbuckles his pants all while kissing my neck.
I feel his cock touch my clit and then he grabs my hips and pulls himself in me.

I let out a loud moan.
My toes curl in pleasure.
His fingers skim over my nipples and holds my hands.
We interlock fingers as he keeps my hands against the ground.
My legs were wrapped around his waist as he was in me.
I could feel his hard on.

He lets out a shaky breathe and rests his head in the crook of my neck.
I could instantly feel tension.
"Are you okay?" I murmur.
I feel him nod.
"Just making sure to remember this feeling" he whispers.
"What feeling" i ask softly.
He looks in to my eyes.

"Innocence" he murmurs before thrusting himself in more.
I let out a moan as i feel my hands fight against his for control.

He stops thrusting on me.
"Want to be on top?" He murmurs.
I shake my head.
He pulls out and pulls me up so we were both sitting.

He turns me over so that my hands and knees were on the ground.
He grabs my hips and pushes himself in me.
He slams himself against me.
"Fuck" he moans.