Entirely Different Person [PETER]

Chapter 8 - Toxic Kisses. **SELF HARM**

It seemed to be a BMW Convertible. Light blue. I don't know much about cars, so that's really all I could say. "Hop in. It's comfy." I get in the front passenger seat. The seats can move back and forth, with seat heaters!!! I squeal. I already love this. "How much did this cost?!" I ask eagerly. He thinks for a second. "I don't know, I got it from my mom. As a gift." That's a good mom. "Your mom is really cool!" He smiles. "Yeah, I guess. Now where do you wanna go?" While he's starting the car, I think. "Somewhere quiet, casual, just me and you." He nods. "Okay, let's go!" The car takes off, almost flying.

"PETER!!!" I scream. "Haha! Fun, isn't it?!" He laughs at my misery. "NO, NO, NO! THIS IS NOT FUNNY!!" Peter starts to play my playlist. I knew I should've put it on private. The song suicide yr by framed starts to play.

FOR BETTER EXPERIENCE PLAY THE SONG "SUICIDE YR" BY FRAMED

Peter puts the volume all the way up. It's like he doesn't care about what other people view him as. Why is that? He's so different from me, so why does he like me? Why would someone as great as him pick a lowlife worthless piece of trash like me? "WOOHOO!!" I can hear him say. "PETER!! SLOW DOWN!!!" He laughs. "DON"T WORRY DARLING! I'VE BEEN DRIVING FOR QUITE A WHILE." I put my hands up in the air. "WOOOOOO!!!" I guess this is what having fun feels like. What Lucy feels like.

We hit a red light, hoping that I finally get to do something that's been on my bucket list for a while. He looks back. He puts his hand on my cheek. I lean towards him. He does the same. I close my eyes and feel our lips touch one anothers. That's something to cross off. Then, the green light comes on and he keeps driving.

After a few minutes, we reached a spot. I exit the car. "Darling, can I blindfold you? I need to take you to the spot. It's a surprise." I'm left with a choice. Do I trust him? Is that even a question? Of course I do! "Of course!" He grins. "Okay..." He puts the blindfold on me. "Grab my hand." I feel myself blush. He puts me in front of him. "Go forward." I feel like I'm blind, oh god. "Turn left." I bump into something, it hits my private, It feels like a pole. "Peter!!" I stutter. "Pfft... I'm sorry!!" He laughs. "You know what, I'm taking the blindfold off.-" I bluff. "No, no! Okay, I'll be serious... You know what..." I feel his hands pick me up. "Hey!! Peter!!" I whine. "Don't take it off." He says seriously. "Okay..." I hesitate.

He puts me down after a bit. "Hold on!" I hear him placing stuff down. What the fuck, is that clothes? Like, when you air-stretch blankets? I don't know. "Okay, take it off!" He sounds close. I take off the blindfold, he surprises me with not only a tongue kiss, but a picnic, in the park we met in! I gasp. "When the hell did you get a whole picnic?" He laughs. "I predicted it, I guess." I sit down on the blue and white striped blanket.

"This is so pretty! And it's the park we met at!" I blush. He scratches the back of his head. "Yeah, I thought it would be cute. I know a lot has been going on for you, so I wanted to take a moment to relax with you." He lays down and places his head on my lap. "I love you, Y/N, I'd do anything for you. Anything."

He's so good at making me fall for him. Even more than I already have. I lean downwards and kiss him. He wraps his arms around me. I pull away, staring into his beautiful eyes. I feel as though I could look at them forever. "Shall we eat?" he stutters. "Oh, yeah!" I chuckle.

After eating I look at Peter. "Wanna go feed the squirrels or something?" I ask. "Yeah sure, you know the lake? I heard there are ducks there." I smile. "Oh! We should go then!" He picks up a piece of bread while blushing. "Okay." We walked to the lake to see a mother duck and 5 ducklings. "One seems to be slower than all the others." Peter says, sadly. "Maybe he's hungry!" I say. Peter laughs. "Okay, let's feed them." He bends down and pulls out the bread. All the ducks look at him. He tears it apart, piece by piece. He places 7 pieces of bread down. The ducks eat each one in front of them. When the little one starts eating, the one next to it eats it's piece. "Hey! That's not nice!" I give the last duck 2 pieces, making sure the others don't get it's piece. It seems faster and more energized already. "I was always that duck, the last one. The slowest, and everyone picked on me." I say watching the ducks walk away. He hugs me. "You'll always be my number one." I smiled. I look at the time. 4:50. Jeez, time really does fly when you're having fun. "Hey! Um, Y/N, there's this place I wanna take you, wanna go?" My eyes light up. "Yeah! Let's go."

We get in his car again. Again, we have fun with the music. Jammin' out. We get to the place at 6:10. An hour. It was a long drive. But it was so worth it. Peter grabs my hand. "Look." We're on top of a hill, and we can see the sunset. Peter sits down, signaling me to sit down with him. I do as I'm told. I lean my head on his shoulder while watching the pretty sunset.

We get home at 7:27. Well, at my house. Since Lucy isn't here, I can do whatever. "Peter, wanna take showers?" He glances at me. "Sure darling. You go first?" I nod. I go and get my clothes from my room. A t-shirt and shorts will do. I head into the bathroom to take a shower.

PETER'S POV

While they're in the shower I decide to snoop around. It's not like I haven't done it before. But it's different now. I can do it freely this time. I go in Y/N's room. I see the mess that they've made. I should be a good boyfriend and clean it up!! I pick up the mess one by one, separating the garbage and the clothes. While cleaning I stumble upon Y/N's underwear. I feel my member rise at the sight of it. Damnit. I feel myself blush. Just imagining them makes me... Ugh. What am I doing? I continue to clean up.

Eventually, I finished cleaning up their room. Next, I go into the slut's room, because I wanna do it tonight. I've noticed that Y/N likes bondage, and a bit of BDSM. I'm not going to overdo it... But damn, I would love to see them tied up in ropes. I take 3 condoms, just in case. A rope and a blindfold. My spine shivers as I feel someone tap me on the shoulder.

"Naughty Peter..."

1955 words.