Till Death Do Us Part, chapter 7
"Tré, we need to talk!" I shouted into the phone's mouthpiece. "What was your purpose of marrying us?!" I heard heavy breathing on the other side of the line.
"Nothing, my dear," Tré purred.
"Nothing, my ass, now you tell me why Billie was acting like you!" I demanded. "I know there is something up!" Tré sighed and blew a raspberry.
"Okay, fine..." Tré whispered. "I'll tell you. There was this creepy old lady at the Oakland Fair with a bunch of gadgets. I bought a necklace that was embrodiered with sapphires and now, everytime I wear it, I can switch subconciouses with anyone I choose. And that's why Billie saw through my eyes and I got to do...heheh."
"What?!" I groaned. "Tré, that doesn't make any sense!"
"Well, somehow I was in Billie's body," Tré said in a sly voice. "Hey..wait a minute..." I could almost hear the grin sneaking across his stupid face.
"WAIT!" I yelled. "NO. NO WAY. I will not let you break into my body! That's my personal bubble! Not yours!"
"Heyyy, if I get into your body..." Tré breathed. "I can touch myself and give you--"
"DAMMIT TRÉ!" I bellowed. "YOU ARE NOT! DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!"
"Sorry, love, already did..." Tré told me as a yanking feeling tore at my mind.
Suddenly, I saw nothing but rushing colors and....Tré's house...Oh no!!! I looked down at my course drummer hands and I was shaking terribly. Damn! Oh man! I'm in the body of best friend, Tré! DAMMIT!!! Wait....if I'm in this body, I can...no...stop thinking like that! It's only Tré's mind, not yours. But suddenly a deep rumling shook me and I realized that...Tré was chuckling. Oh yay. My humor sensor detected a funny thought. And there was much celebration....yaaaay.
But....if he was in my body...then...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, No!!" Tré yelled.
Suddenly, Tré giggled again. Oh yay. I cant control my laughter. Tré is just to funny internally and externally.....And Tré burst out laughing at what I thought. GODDAMMIT, HOW THE FUCK DO I CONTROL MY LAUGHTER?! Of course, the way you control everything else! I gasped for air...wait...I gasped for air. And I freaking started laughing again. Just dont do or think anything that Tré thinks is funny and it'll be okay.
I took a step forward, but came crashing to the floor. But for some strange reason, pain wasn't pain. It felt GOOOD! Tré began laughing again and I mentally punched myself. Tré was so hard to control. Suddenly, I began laughing, making Tré laugh. Damn...How does he even go a minute without laughing?! Anyway...so that's why he likes bondage so much! He's immune to pain!!!! Another dark secret revieled. Wow this may actually be fun...Tré's expression turned to an evil smile. His facial expressions are so funny!
I laughed and got up off the floor....laughing. I strode over to Tré's front door and wrenched it open. Mike was standing there grinning at me. Suddenly, dirty thoughts of Mike naked on a bed jumped to my head. I tried not to laugh, I really did! Why the hell did Tré think of dirty thoughts about Mike?! My laughing...was my laughing! It wasn't Tré, but me internally! Tré's laugh may have been coming out, but I was producing the chuckles and snickers from behind the mind.
"Uh...Tré?" Mike said with eyebrows raised. "What's so funny? I came over, I saw you laugh to yourself and then fall and then laugh more. Wait...nevermind."
And I laughed more. Haha! If only you knew Mike!!!! If only you knew.
"Haha...well at least you keep your thoughts to yourself sometimes, right?" Mike added hopefully. My hand shot out, pointing at Mike. I doubled over and emitted a loud, "HA!!!!!" and began the cycle all over again. And then I stopped. Finally!
"Sorry, Mike, I just had the giggles..." Tré said seductively. Oops! I didn't want that! Mike giggled though and motioned to his car. I jumped in excitement. Oh yes, a car! It's used for many things like driving, parking, stick shift, and my all time favorite, having sex in the back seat! I covered my mouth quickly and a few chuckles came out, but I controlled it! Wow!
So I followed Mike in my girly posture...that's not right. I slouched a little. There! better! I slid into the passesnger seat, happily and watched Mike dreamily as he shifted gears and the stick shift to 2.
"Nothing, my dear," Tré purred.
"Nothing, my ass, now you tell me why Billie was acting like you!" I demanded. "I know there is something up!" Tré sighed and blew a raspberry.
"Okay, fine..." Tré whispered. "I'll tell you. There was this creepy old lady at the Oakland Fair with a bunch of gadgets. I bought a necklace that was embrodiered with sapphires and now, everytime I wear it, I can switch subconciouses with anyone I choose. And that's why Billie saw through my eyes and I got to do...heheh."
"What?!" I groaned. "Tré, that doesn't make any sense!"
"Well, somehow I was in Billie's body," Tré said in a sly voice. "Hey..wait a minute..." I could almost hear the grin sneaking across his stupid face.
"WAIT!" I yelled. "NO. NO WAY. I will not let you break into my body! That's my personal bubble! Not yours!"
"Heyyy, if I get into your body..." Tré breathed. "I can touch myself and give you--"
"DAMMIT TRÉ!" I bellowed. "YOU ARE NOT! DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!"
"Sorry, love, already did..." Tré told me as a yanking feeling tore at my mind.
Suddenly, I saw nothing but rushing colors and....Tré's house...Oh no!!! I looked down at my course drummer hands and I was shaking terribly. Damn! Oh man! I'm in the body of best friend, Tré! DAMMIT!!! Wait....if I'm in this body, I can...no...stop thinking like that! It's only Tré's mind, not yours. But suddenly a deep rumling shook me and I realized that...Tré was chuckling. Oh yay. My humor sensor detected a funny thought. And there was much celebration....yaaaay.
But....if he was in my body...then...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, No!!" Tré yelled.
Suddenly, Tré giggled again. Oh yay. I cant control my laughter. Tré is just to funny internally and externally.....And Tré burst out laughing at what I thought. GODDAMMIT, HOW THE FUCK DO I CONTROL MY LAUGHTER?! Of course, the way you control everything else! I gasped for air...wait...I gasped for air. And I freaking started laughing again. Just dont do or think anything that Tré thinks is funny and it'll be okay.
I took a step forward, but came crashing to the floor. But for some strange reason, pain wasn't pain. It felt GOOOD! Tré began laughing again and I mentally punched myself. Tré was so hard to control. Suddenly, I began laughing, making Tré laugh. Damn...How does he even go a minute without laughing?! Anyway...so that's why he likes bondage so much! He's immune to pain!!!! Another dark secret revieled. Wow this may actually be fun...Tré's expression turned to an evil smile. His facial expressions are so funny!
I laughed and got up off the floor....laughing. I strode over to Tré's front door and wrenched it open. Mike was standing there grinning at me. Suddenly, dirty thoughts of Mike naked on a bed jumped to my head. I tried not to laugh, I really did! Why the hell did Tré think of dirty thoughts about Mike?! My laughing...was my laughing! It wasn't Tré, but me internally! Tré's laugh may have been coming out, but I was producing the chuckles and snickers from behind the mind.
"Uh...Tré?" Mike said with eyebrows raised. "What's so funny? I came over, I saw you laugh to yourself and then fall and then laugh more. Wait...nevermind."
And I laughed more. Haha! If only you knew Mike!!!! If only you knew.
"Haha...well at least you keep your thoughts to yourself sometimes, right?" Mike added hopefully. My hand shot out, pointing at Mike. I doubled over and emitted a loud, "HA!!!!!" and began the cycle all over again. And then I stopped. Finally!
"Sorry, Mike, I just had the giggles..." Tré said seductively. Oops! I didn't want that! Mike giggled though and motioned to his car. I jumped in excitement. Oh yes, a car! It's used for many things like driving, parking, stick shift, and my all time favorite, having sex in the back seat! I covered my mouth quickly and a few chuckles came out, but I controlled it! Wow!
So I followed Mike in my girly posture...that's not right. I slouched a little. There! better! I slid into the passesnger seat, happily and watched Mike dreamily as he shifted gears and the stick shift to 2.
