Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 434. Nothing 1

I woke up to Henry squeezing and kissing me.

"I am awake."

"Mhm, I know." He continued to hug me tightly and nibble my forehead.

It seemed as if he were trying to take my whole head in his snout.

"It won’t...." I halted and sighed, already knowing where this was going, but finishing my sentence nevertheless.

"...fit."

"With a bit of squeezing, there is nothing that won’t fit~" He laughed, and because he was adamant about confirming what I thought he would say, I was forced to elbow him into submission.

In the end, he whined while holding onto me as I sat up and tried to rub the sleepiness out of my face.

"Alright. I teleport there first?" I asked him.

"You are running away after beating your puppy?" He looked up at me accusingly with his head in my lap.

I stroked his hair, marveling at that beautiful face that could pull off so much bullshit and get away with it.

"Don’t you want to go out and play?" I asked instead, tugging at his necklace.

"I prefer you playing with me here." He whispered, his face reverting to the serene frenzy he displayed whenever he looked at me in earnest.

"Mhm...stop the seducing." I felt forced to contemplate that suggestion, but in the end I patted his cheek lightly before fighting myself up.

I was still in my clothes, so I was ready to go after putting on the shoes in the corner of our room.

I opened the door and yelled that we would go now, when I had slipped into my sneakers.

My grandmother yelled back that we shouldn’t be as hasty as the last time, her well-wishes sounding like a curse—just like always.

"I go first." I told Henry, who was still on the mattress, halfway done with putting on his shoes.

"Countdown." He demanded, and I obliged.

"Three, two, one." After visualizing what I had seen in my vision, I was there.

Contrary to my vision, I felt the wind blowing and noted that the stars in the sky were especially clear tonight.

I stood in front of one of the many doors of this really big warehouse—already inside the fence, apparently having arrived before Ethan or anybody else.

I looked at the spot beside one of the big metal doors that had been where we watched the vision, and I can’t say this didn’t make me paranoid.

I am aware that my visions are not just reading past memories, but that I really ’appear’ either in the past or the future to witness whatever is going on there.

So technically, it would make sense for me to feel my own past or future presence when I am being watched—while a past or future Kenny is having a vision.

However, I have never sensed this presence before, and even knowing a bit about how my ability worked, the thought of being watched had never targeted me much, as if I wasn’t worth a second or third thought.

Even when I had my first sexual vision of Henry, laughed at him, and I think even mentioned that he would have to ask himself every time he had sex if I was currently watching, that threat never felt real.

Damn, I am angry at the thought of him doing it with a girl and also about this person from my vision being me. The former was nevertheless much more infuriating.

Anyway, now the possibility of someone watching felt much more real; it felt like an awareness I wouldn’t be able to give up.

"What are you thinking about?" Strong arms caged me from behind, but I forced him to open up so that I could start to walk.

"I just thought of something fucking unpleasant." I licked my lips and walked forward just like I had seen it in my vision, playing the hostage I was, how Henry described it.

"...Do you feel paranoid?" He asked, walking behind me.

"Mhm, and jealous." I looked back at him without stopping and saw his whole being lighten up.

He pointed at himself.

"You are jealous? Why? What could make you jealous? And how jealous are you exactly?" His grin widened with each word, and it made me feel hot inside.

Well, just looking at him directly snuffed out any unpleasant feelings.

I turned back and saw the field we would continue to approach, so I turned back again, ready to tell him that we would have to start now, but instead of the happy, giddy puppy, I saw that Henry’s expression had frozen over and turned alarmed, even bloodthirsty.

And I felt it too, the presence.

Goosebumps broke out all over my skin, and I felt eyes on me, so much more vividly than if someone real was looking at me.

I was right.

Before, we had been protected by a veil of unawareness, and for whatever reason, this veil had been lifted.

Just like Henrietta2 had said when the first portal opened, and just like I had thought when getting the vision of this situation: Wrong, this feels SO, SO FUCKING WRONG.

I couldn’t tell where the threat came from, if it was from either our past selves, from the world, time, space, or the natural law, but the threat was there, and it was so real it felt as if we were surrounded by thin threads, as if one wrong move, one wrong graze, could put something in motion that was impossible to stop or fight.

That would just extinguish us.

How laughable, given that we even received hints from our future selves in visions in the past; it had still never been like this.

Back then we still had the layer of protection between us.

I felt my thoughts swirl, drifting into nothingness, as my brain tried to give me a reason, something touchable and tangible that I could project this fear onto.

Something like a creature, a living, breathing being, something like ’the guardian’ of our world appeared in my thoughts.

Made of stone, earth, grass, and branches; something that was buried deep inside our planet; something that had been woken up, its old barky eyes opening a slit when it felt someone playing with its little laws.

The moment I thought about it, the paranoia latched onto it, and I felt that the gazes had redirected themselves, coming now from under my feet.

I turned back and pointed at the field ahead of us mechanically.

"Here would be good."

Then I stopped in my steps, just like I had seen myself doing it before, and turned back to the spot I had watched this scene unfold for the first time.

There was nothing.

Nevertheless, it took everything to remain in that position, as I felt dizzy, maybe from the fear I had induced into myself by thinking of nonsense or because of the threat that was really there.

There was nothing in that corner; there was nothing, I know, I know.

But there was also something.

Because we had been there not long ago.

No idea what part of me was traveling to the past or future during these visions, but there were quite a few hints.

For example, the Butterfly Effect experience, where I awoke in my own past body, just with my injuries and consciousness.

So what exact part traveled during my visions?

Before I could look on from a third-person view, I’d say it had been just my senses, and that is still the case now, when the woman on the coin uncovers her heart.

When I am watching from a first-person view, my consciousness doesn’t come with me to the past or future, because if that were the case, I would be able to act or think while being in another body during a vision. Or maybe my consciousness is only ’muted’ then, as I am still able to remember everything when coming back.

And with the visions from a third-person view, what about them? Is my body disappearing for 0.0001 seconds from reality during them?

No, it rather feels like my unmuted consciousness travels then, and my own body is what is formed by said consciousness.

I grabbed Henry’s wrist and pulled forward.

"Is there something?" He repeated his own script; the tension in his voice was palpable.

"No..." I said while dragging him after me.

"Nothing."