[ WP ] You are able to see a person 's future , but it only activates when you kiss someone on the lips . You are completely unaware you have this power , until you share your first kiss with your SO .

Her apartment smelled like alcohol swabs and cigarettes. 
 
 “ You sure I should be here? ” I asked, “ your parents are gone? ” 
 
 “ Stop being a bitch. ” She tugged me through the front door and grabbed at my crotch, but the dark made me lose my balance. Instead of coming to a halt, I took a few steps then tripped over what must have been Tigger, their dog. He was latched onto the back of my ankle before I slammed into the linoleum, then she slammed the front door and Tigger and I both screamed. 
 
 “ Oh my god, do you hear that? Your mom's home, she's going murder me. ” 
 
 “ That's the dog running up stairs you fucking pussy. ” 
 
 She slapped me just as I had gotten to my knees. 
 
 “ Stay on your knees. ” She lifted up her skirt. No panties. But it was cold outside. 
 
 She wrapped her leg around my neck and fell backwards onto the floor, we landed hard with my eye against her hipbone. 
 
 “ I do n't care if it hurts. Lick and suck ” 
 
 She used my hair to pull my head into position. Black licorice. I kissed her. 
 
 In a moment everything stopped. The light that bounced from her stomach twisted and condensed into nothing then expanded and surrounded me like a green bell jar, and I saw a great distance. Through the green I saw her sitting with her friends at our school's lunchroom. She spooned her fruit, Janeen had a new tattoo of a dragon, Mary was 2 weeks pregnant and craving mashed potatoes, and Susan was drunk on her fathers Jack Daniels. Now her bedroom in muffled lamplight. Her mother sat in the corner, motionless, in a dark pool. She was tied to her bed, staring at the ceiling. There was no life in her eyes. He was thrusting into her, and when he was done her stomach opened and green turned red. 
 
 The smell of black licorice returned. It turned my stomach. I tried to fight it. 
 
 “ Did I give you permission to stop? ” 
 
 When I did n't reply she sat up on her elbows and look down at me. 
 
 “ Sorry...'' I said, `` I'm sorry.'' 
 
 It spread out across her legs like a black wave. 
 
 “ Did you just puke on my kooch? ” she said with a calmness that made me retch again. Nothing came out. 
 
 “ Get the fuck out ” 
 
 ( Sorry, I was going to continue but it would end up being too long, it think )
