Chapter 5 - Petra Interrupts the Heat Of The Moment

She stood, finally, her composure finally regained after nearly 15 minutes. Dusting herself off she walked back to the ravine towards the exit. Bruce called after her as she passed them but she ignored him not even glancing once at him or Johnny.

A tear streamed down her cheek as she walked the evening streets home. It was nearly 6 and the sun would be setting soon. She didn't want to go home, not yet anyway, but other than home or walking she wasn't sure of where to go.

Suddenly a car drove by, but then it stopped and backed up. She didn't even glance over to see who it was, until the person spoke. "Justice?" They said.

She looked over to find Peter staring at her from his truck, smiling. She waved but kept walking. He slowly began to drive next to her. "Where you headed?"

"Home." She said.

He chuckled. "Isn't your home the other way?"

"Possibly." She said.

"Well, hey, listen, you wanna go to the Dot? You look like you need something sweet."

Justice sighed and looked at him with a small smile.

"I don't have any money on me."

"No worries. I'll buy."

Justice rolled her eyes. "Well, okay." She said and walked up to his car.

"What's wrong? You haven't smiled the whole ride here." Peter said, as they waited for their drinks.

Justice shrugged staring down, her arms crossed on the table.

"What can I do to make you smile?" Peter asked.

"Switch lives with me." She said.

His smile faded a bit. "You wouldn't want my life." He said. "You wouldn't smile at all."

"But you smile all the time."

He leaned in and whispered; "It's a cover-up." Even though he said it as a joke, he meant it.

Justice shrugged.

"Oh come on." Peter said. Holly J walked up to them then, serving them their drinks.

"Enjoying your off day at the Dot?" She asked, setting down their drinks.

"Yep." Peter said.

Holly J looked over at the girl sitting across from him. "You must be the new girl." She said, and held out a hand. "Holly J."

"Justice." She said taking it.

Holly J leaned into Peter. "She looks down, why don't you try cheering her up." She whispered.

"What do you think I'm trying to do?"

Holly J shrugged. "Nice meeting you Justice." She said and walked off.

"She's nice." Justice said.

"Still not smiling."

"Nope." Justice said and sipped her soda.

Peter sighed, and lifted his drink to his lips and drank a lot of it, but when he did it went down the wrong way and he started to cough and spat a lot of it on himself and some of it came out his nose.

This made Justice smile, a laugh escaping her. She got up and got him some paper towels and brought them back to help him clean up.

With a last cough he said. "Hey, at least I made you smile." He said.

Justice laughed. "Yeah. If it weren't for it coming out your nose, I wouldn't have." She said and sat back down, dropping the paper towels on the table.

"So, the way to make Justice laugh." He said, holding up his hand as if to write something there. "Make liquids come out your nose."

Justice laughed. "Sure. Have fun with that."

The sun had already set when they left The Dot and it was getting late. Justice sat silently staring out the window as Peter drove. Slowly he reached his hand over and gripped hers that rested on her leg. She looked over at him and he smiled. She returned the smile and looked back out the window, resting her head against the glass.

She sighed when they stopped at her house. Finally arriving at the one place she really didn't want to be for the night. "I really don't want to be here." She said, staring at the house in regret.

"Why?" Peter asked. She looked back at him.

She bit her bottom lip. "Can I stay at your place? Just for the night."

"Sure." He said. "As long as I don't get in trouble with your parents."

She smiled at him half heartedly and looked back at the house. "Oh my dad won't be a problem."

"Cosy place." Justice said, walking further into the room. "You live alone?"

"Yeah." He said. "Been living by myself for a while."

"I'm so jealous. I wish I could live alone." She said. "So you work at The Dot?"

"Well my band does. They perform there sometimes."

"Really? That's cool. What do you play?"

"Well, I'm not really in the band anymore."

"Why not?"

He paused for a second. "Uh, reasonable differences."

"Oh." She said.

"But I sing and play guitar."

"Really?" She said. "Would you mind playing something for me?"

"No. Not at all." He said and got up to get his guitar. Coming back he sat next to her on the couch and propped the guitar up on his leg. Staring at her he began to play, softly at first and then began to sing along to it. Justice smiled, her heart pounding hard in her chest. He acted like a goofball sometimes, but he had an amazing voice. He didn't look like the type that could sing but he truly was. And his guitar skills were just as amazing.

Johnny used to play guitar. He was so good at it.

Wait! Where did that come from? Justice thought. She was here with Peter, why was she thinking about Johnny, she couldn't possibly be thinking about Johnny. Especially after what he said earlier, he had no business bringing up that subject. That was a personal thing that he didn't need to remind her of, or let her run off into the woods alone without running after her like he used to when they were younger. He had become so cold…

"Justice?" Peter said, a worried look on his face.

"Oh, what?" She said, finally realizing where she was.

"What did you think?"

"Oh, it was good. You sing so well, and you rock at the guitar." She said. "You'll have to teach me some day."

He smiled, setting his guitar on the ground against the coffee table. "I would enjoy being your teacher." He said.

She smiled, biting her bottom lip. "Oh would you?"

He bit his lip. "How about we start with a lesson on singing." He said. "How to use your lips." Leaning into her, Peter united their lips, this time without Justice pulling away. Raising her arms, she wrapped them around his neck, he did the same to her waist, and slowly they fell over on the couch to where Peter was on top of her.

Slowly, Justice twirled the hair at the nape of Peter's neck in her fingers, his hands gripping her waist, one holding the back of her head. Justice moaned as he moved from her lips and kissed her neck, sucking on her lower neck, causing her to bite her lip, stifling a moan that was on it's way to escaping. Peter opened his mouth, as if to bite her, only pressing his teeth to her neck and licking circles on the delicate skin.

Justice held the back of his head with one hand and clawed at his back with the other, arching her back as he nipped at her neck, her breath becoming short and rapid. Peter moaned softly against her neck as she began to grind her hips up against his. He brought his lips back up to meet hers, she was more than willing to greedily kiss him back.

She ran a hand through his hair, tugging at it gently, the other holding the back of his neck. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. They parted there lips. Peter sighed in irritation and got up. Running his fingers through his hair as he walked towards the door. Justice quickly straightened up and sat with her hands on her lap.

Opening the door, Peter found his dad standing there. "Bad time dad." He said.

"I know I know." He said walking into the house with a carrier. "But I need to ask you a favor."

"It's always the same thing, dad." He said. "I'm in the middle of something and then you come over wanting me to baby sit Petra."

"I know." His dad said in a rushed voice. "But I really need this favor. I promise I will make it up to you."

"What, with buying me another base guitar that I don't play?"

"I-"

"It's okay, Peter." Justice said, standing and approaching the two. "Hi, I'm Justice. We'd be more than happy to baby sit for you."

"Justice, what are you-"

"Well, okay then." Peter's father said. "Thank you. Peter, I promise I will make it up to you. I'll be by to pick her up in a few hours." He said and left quickly. As soon as the door closed, Peter turned to Justice.

"Why did you do that?"

Justice turned to Petra, looking down at the baby girl's pudgy face. "It wouldn't hurt to baby sit her." She said. "Plus, she looks tired and I'm sure she'll be sleep in no time."