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Iris was in a strange state of euphoria, driven by a need even she couldn’t understand. Her hand began slowly moving back and forth, before she helped him pull down his boxers completely. She brought her lips to his for a split second, before moving down, placing her hand around his cock, as she brought her lips to his shaft. 

Once on the bed, Iris got on her knees, her hands beginning to work his belt. Noella watched the girl succeed, as Pete’s pants hit the floor. Noella got onto the bed, next to the other girl, and pulled her in for a kiss, as her hands found themselves on the girl’s sides. She helped Iris to remove her shirt, but the girl then took care of the bra herself, throwing it to the floor. Noella’s hands rested on the girl’s breast, as Iris had already slipped her hand underneath the boy’s boxers. 

Noella hadn’t prepared herself for this close interaction between her and Iris, but once it happened she couldn’t help but kiss the girl back. The idea of this situation didn’t make much sense to her, but it was the surreal aspect of it all that made her want to live in that moment. Iris pulled away, leaning into Pete’s touch, her hand resting over his as she slowly moved them both up her body and to her breast. Her other hand reached for Noella’s as the girl made out with her boyfriend once again. And then they were heading towards the bedroom, with only one possible outcome in mind. 

Inside the bedroom, Pete made sure the door was locked once the three of them were inside. He didn’t want whatever was about to happen interrupted by one of his dickhead friends. He removed his shirt himself, throwing it across the room. He grabbed his girlfriend, placing a swift but passionate kiss on her lips, before leading her over to the bed. Whilst he pulled Noella along by her hand. 

The world spun for Noella and things were happening faster than she would’ve imagined, but none of that bothered her in that very moment. For some reason this wasn’t like these other guys at parties that you’d kiss for the sake of a good smooch while intoxicated and not even think about it. This was something else. Noella couldn’t stop being aware of how this was Pete. She couldn’t pause the thought of him, that was constantly running through her head, making her entire body feel some sort of way. And she kissed him with a certain kind passion, her hands resting on his face, as if she just needed for him to be there. That’s when she felt a hand on her shoulder, and suddenly they were pulled apart. There, between the two, stood Iris, her eyes lazy, but keeping themselves open. She watched their expressions for a while, but couldn’t make much of it, as the situation didn’t seem to clear to her. Seeing them like that had an impact on her, but in this state it maybe wasn’t the most obvious thing. Before either of them could form a proper sentence, Iris leaned in, bringing her lips to Pete’s. They kissed for a moment, but then she took a step back, turning to Noella and pulling her in for a similar type of kiss. 

As he was seperated from Noella he didn’t expect to see his girlfriend standing there. He brain sort of went into overdrive for the brief moment she stood there watching them. He searched for an excuse he didn’t want to give her. He wanted the words that wouldn’t hurt her. He needed to explain. That opportunity passed as he felt his girlfriend’s lips against his. He didn’t close his eyes or relax into the kiss until the very moment she pulled away, only for him to open his eyes and see her pulling Noella in. Pete watched them for a moment, the tension in his head relaxing as he decided that still had no idea what was going on or why this was happening. He approached, wrapping an arm around Iris’s back, his hand slowly slipping underneath her shirt. He rested his free hand on Noella’s cheek, cutting in and kissing her once more. Slightly more aggressive and passionate now that he wasn’t feeling the guilt of cheating weighing on his heart. 

Noella had been admiring his face for a while before he began moving closer. Her first thought was a hazy idea of excitement, and that was pretty much it, as they were kissing before she could even fully realize. And she just let it happen, because it felt like it was supposed to. And she realized that she enjoyed being close to Pete.

Noella let herself rest in his arms, feeling this odd sense of safety that in this state of mind was the most comforting thing. So they stood there like that for a while, or until she moved her head away, her arms however still wrapped around him as she looked up to see his face. Just at the sight of his features a gentle smile spread across her lips. 

He felt so content holding her, he wasn’t ready to lose that when she pulled away. But she didn’t go to far. He watched her face under hooded eyes, his hands wresting on her waist. In that moment Pete stopped using his brain. All he knew of right and wrong vanished from his conscious and he leaned in. 

Noella felt a wave of shock wash over her all out of sudden, as she stood there looking directly into his face. Then, the feelings seemed to slow down and she suddenly felt this vague sensation of happy-sad, as if there was something missing, but not in such a nauseating way. Her impulse right then was to hug him, and so she did. And she wanted to tell him about the discovery. She wanted to tell him about her worries. She wanted to tell him that in this very moment she was grateful for his presence. But no words came out of her mouth as her arms wrapped around him, head resting on his shoulder. 

Pete was taken by surprise as her arms wrapped around him. He didn’t know what to what to do with his arms. He stared ahead for a moment not really sure what to do but then all he could feel was the warmth of her body and every other thought washed away. He wrapped his own own arms around her, his hand rubbing soft circle against her skin. He rested his head on top of her’s and didn’t think about how wrong this was. 

Thaddeus confirming her assumptions didn’t make Noella feel any better about the situation. Whether this was a prank or a misunderstanding she had little idea about, but it didn’t make the effects any less uncomfortable. All the colors mixed together and her vision was blurry while she struggled up the stairs, her hand resting the whole time against a wall, as if to hold her on the ground. She was hearing voices and music from downstairs, but her senses couldn’t quite tell where everything was located. Her mind was beginning to imagine things to that point she didn’t want to be there. Therefore, Noella eventually found herself isolated in a bathroom, in a sitting position in the shower with legs pulled up against her chest and water falling down her naked body. 

In the middle of the shower, which didn’t seem to be washing any effects away, Noella’s eyes caught a glimpse of something. She had managed to get to her feet and lean against the wall, when her mind drove her into the dark corner of an alleyway and with eyes closed she saw the figure, dressed in black. She saw the mask. And for a split second it all seemed too real. And then she opened her eyes, her body trembling slightly, eyes watering, heart pounding. And she was stuck in there with just herself and her thoughts for quite a while, before calling it a day and stepping out. She got dressed, though with difficulties. Her underwear was on and she was wearing the sweater she had earlier borrowed Rick for the game. The pants she held in her arms along with the shoes as she left the bathroom, in a state of vague shock and confusion. 

She had managed to stumble few steps from the door when her body walked into something and nearly collapsed. Noella dropped the burden she was carrying to the floor as her eyes processed his face. She felt dizzy. She felt confused. She felt chaos. 

It had taken a while for the ayahuasca to start effecting Pete. He’d been too busy trying to look after Iris to realise his brain had started to feel fuzzy and his mouth started to feel dry. He excused himself from the room him and Iris had occupied and headed for the bathroom to get some water. His head felt like it was all over the place, so much so he didn’t see the other person until she had walked into him. He held out his hands, placing them on her shoulders, to keep his balance. He looked down at Noella, seemingly towering over her. His mouth somehow became more dry. He didn’t know what to say or do but he didn’t move away. 

Noella furrowed her brows and briefly looked to Pete, surprised by how quick things were evolving. She hadn’t even had the time to look around and everyone’s was already gathering around the table to down some hard liquor. So, Noella decided to follow the crowd, after checking if the front door was definitely locked. She came up behind Rick who sat on one of the stools and had already downed two shots. He turned to look at her, before, with a grin, picking up another glass and passing it over to her. Noella gave him a small smile, bringing the glass to her lips. “Cheers!” Rick raised his third shot. “Cheers.” Noella nodded, downing hers, as majority did the same. Even Iris had placed her jacket on one of the chairs and seemed to relax a little with a shot glass in her hand and a vague smile painting her face. 

The alcohol hit the back of Pete’s throat, tasting nothing like anything he’d ever drank before. He grimaced, playing the shot glass down on the table and clapping his hands together. “Drinking games,” he declared almost matter-of-factly. “Frank. Rick. Help me move this table out of the way so we have enough room to sit and play Truth or Dare,” he grinned. Frank got to his feet to move the furniture, making room for people to sit on the old carpet. People busied around, grabbing their drinks before finding a comfortable spot around an empty bottle Pete had placed in the middle of the group. “Playing it with the bottle so none of you dickheads target people,” he gave Frank a pointed look. “Who’s starting?”

Noella had been sitting with her head leaned against the window and exhausted expression since Rick fucked up, about while ago, making the trip to the cabin about two hours longer than originally calculated. The rusty truck parked poorly in the semi driveway, by the wooden house, and that’s when Noella finally moved. She looked over to Rick, who offered her a minimal grin, and smiled back before getting out of the car, without a word about the recent inconvenience. She watched the cabin for a moment, while waiting for the rest to get out of the car, before heading to unpack the vehicle. Noella took her bag and a crate of beer, beginning to carry it to the cabin. 

It was safe to say that Pete had spent the last two hours pacing the cabin like a worried mother. He shouldn’t have been surprised that it would be Rick’s car that didn’t show up, that didn’t mean he didn’t go into full panic mode. He’d finally calmed down enough to relax on the couch for five minutes while Frank cooked in the kitchen, ordering the others around like he was a head chef at some michelin star restaurant. They were only have chilli dogs and grilled cheese. “They’re here!” Heidi called from a window seat finally. Pete jumped to his feet and practically ran to do the door, swinging it open with Heidi following behind. Penny and Wallis had gotten out of the car, both looked tired and annoyed. Penny began to help unpack, while Wallis ran inside the open door to the cabin, muttering something about needing to piss. “What the fuck happened?!” Pete yelled, directed at Rick. 

Maggie frowned at Penny’s words, however she couldn’t say that she was surprised. Iris locked eyes with her boyfriend when Frank’s voice seemed to jumpscare the whole group. She then watched everyone’s expressions, which were either confused or full of disapproval. Rick had raised his brows and leaned to Noella. He whispered something to her and she just shrugged it off. Alex was kinda just smirking to himself. Iris, herself, wasn’t sure what to say, so she kinda just stood there, giving Pete the look. It’s as if everyone was still trying to process the surprise when Thad and Wallis approached. Iris watched Thad’s expression change at the sight of Frank, but only slightly. He seemed a bit more disturbed, but didn’t make a scene. Iris again turned her head to look at Pete again. “Is that everyone then?” she spoke,her tone  soft, but quite unenthusiastic. 

Frank was already jumping into the back of Pete’s car, leaning over the seats to put a cassette in the stereo. Pete could understand his friend’s, and girlfriend’s, dislike for the boy but he liked him. He was entertaining, at least. “That’s everyone!” Pete cheered, slinging an arm around Iris’s shoulders. “If we leave now we’ll get to Penny’s cabin by four,” Pete began to explain. “We’re taking the 411 through Fairmount. Not the 575 passed Talking Rock,” Pete said clearly, eyeing Rick specifically. “If everybody’s ready let’s go!”

“But Pete!” she protested, but when he didn’t seem to be having any of it she slammed the tape onto a shelf and turned to the door. 

Pete locked the door behind her, glad that was over. He glanced at the tape, he considered throwing it into the VCR and watching it, but then he didn’t think there was anything to watch. He ignored it. Now, he just had to finish packing and meet the others.  

“What?!” she couldn’t believe that it was going this bad. “Just watch that tape, just please fucking give me a chance.” 

Pete gently pushed Annie towards the door, his hand on her back. “Annie, I don’t want to do this again with you. Just go. I’ve got somewhere to be.”

“Because,” she paused, not sure how to put it into a statement, one he’d believe. “Because I’m afraid that you are also in danger.” 

And now it made sense why she was here, to scare him. Pete didn’t believe Riker was back, he didn’t believe her. “Annie, I think you should leave.” 

“I can’t.” she stated. “Not yet.” Annie took a deep breath, looking at the boy before her. “I got a phone call last night. Listen, he knows that I know. I think he’s after me.”

“Definitely go to the police then, Annie,” Pete put quite bluntly, too suspicious of her to take this completely serious. “Why are you coming to me with this?” He sounded exhausted.