Jess/ica Chapter 5 of 11
He told it. He told Jessica about his feelings. But he's drunk isn't he? Will he remember what happened that night? Read on please! And comment!
I woke up in his room, with him beside me. For a moment, I freaked out. Did something happen? I looked under the blanket and my clothes are intact, I was able to breathe again. He looked so angelic when he sleeps that I can’t help to touch his face. I took advantage of his sound sleep to explore the curves of his face. From his eyes, to his jaws, then to his cheeks. But I was stoned when he woke up and caught me from what I’m doing.
"It tickles." Was all that he said. He touched my hand, and I felt my heart melt.
"Can I ask you something?"
"No prob." He replied, with the same old smile on his lips I just kissed last night.
"Why am I here?"
"I don’t know. I don’t even remember." He chuckled.
"Oh."
I got up from his bed and took a shower in his shower and borrowed a few clothes from him. When I walked out from his room, I met Loise who just came home from another party.
"What happened?!?" Her eyes widened and her voice reached every corner of the house.
"What you’re thinking is wrong!" I tried to defend myself but she was too shocked.
"You hooked up with Jess?"
"No! We just slept in one bed…" From the looks of it, Loise is totally astonished.
I know I felt her puzzled, but I really need to grab for something to eat. I’m ravenous. But my vision is still hazy and my head is pounding. I can’t even see what I’m stepping at until I realized I’m falling down the stairs. I felt somebody grabbing me, and it was him.
He made me sit while he prepared our breakfast. Our food was as sumptuous as our dinner. Jess is such a great cook. He’s like a packaged man—handsome, smart, painter, and a cook. He is the one I wanna be with. And I hope I’m the one he would like to be with too.
It’s weird because ever since I stayed in this house, I never had an attempted heart attack which is good. Loise ate breakfast with us too, after she had change to her pajamas in the morning.
"Hey, how was your night?" She asked, cutting the awkward silence enveloping us.
"Boring-" Jess said.
"Great!-" I said. We were in perfect opposite unison.
"Whoa, explain please." Loise said in a humorous manner.
"Boring ‘coz we just drank Vodka." He clarified.
"Great ‘coz it’s the first time I drank vodka!" I exclaimed. But there’s irony behind this pseudo-joy.
I was torn to pieces with his reaction. What happened last night was just nothing to him? Yeah right, because he kissed a lot of girls before me? Now I know, that kiss was just exceptional because it was my first!
"Were you sarcastic back there, Jessica?" I heard his voice, sounding so concerned.
"Sarcastic about? Oh, that the night was great? Oh, no! Not really!" Now, I really sound sarcastic.
"Is there a problem?" He asked again.
"Do you remember me saying anything to you last night?" I asked him back.
"No."
"Do you remember doing anything to me last night?" I asked again, in the same manner.
"No."
I felt the same old stinging sensation in my heart. I clutched my heart with my right hand. I felt the world leaving me. And I felt that my head hit the cold floor.
~ End of Part 5 ~
"It tickles." Was all that he said. He touched my hand, and I felt my heart melt.
"Can I ask you something?"
"No prob." He replied, with the same old smile on his lips I just kissed last night.
"Why am I here?"
"I don’t know. I don’t even remember." He chuckled.
"Oh."
I got up from his bed and took a shower in his shower and borrowed a few clothes from him. When I walked out from his room, I met Loise who just came home from another party.
"What happened?!?" Her eyes widened and her voice reached every corner of the house.
"What you’re thinking is wrong!" I tried to defend myself but she was too shocked.
"You hooked up with Jess?"
"No! We just slept in one bed…" From the looks of it, Loise is totally astonished.
I know I felt her puzzled, but I really need to grab for something to eat. I’m ravenous. But my vision is still hazy and my head is pounding. I can’t even see what I’m stepping at until I realized I’m falling down the stairs. I felt somebody grabbing me, and it was him.
He made me sit while he prepared our breakfast. Our food was as sumptuous as our dinner. Jess is such a great cook. He’s like a packaged man—handsome, smart, painter, and a cook. He is the one I wanna be with. And I hope I’m the one he would like to be with too.
It’s weird because ever since I stayed in this house, I never had an attempted heart attack which is good. Loise ate breakfast with us too, after she had change to her pajamas in the morning.
"Hey, how was your night?" She asked, cutting the awkward silence enveloping us.
"Boring-" Jess said.
"Great!-" I said. We were in perfect opposite unison.
"Whoa, explain please." Loise said in a humorous manner.
"Boring ‘coz we just drank Vodka." He clarified.
"Great ‘coz it’s the first time I drank vodka!" I exclaimed. But there’s irony behind this pseudo-joy.
I was torn to pieces with his reaction. What happened last night was just nothing to him? Yeah right, because he kissed a lot of girls before me? Now I know, that kiss was just exceptional because it was my first!
"Were you sarcastic back there, Jessica?" I heard his voice, sounding so concerned.
"Sarcastic about? Oh, that the night was great? Oh, no! Not really!" Now, I really sound sarcastic.
"Is there a problem?" He asked again.
"Do you remember me saying anything to you last night?" I asked him back.
"No."
"Do you remember doing anything to me last night?" I asked again, in the same manner.
"No."
I felt the same old stinging sensation in my heart. I clutched my heart with my right hand. I felt the world leaving me. And I felt that my head hit the cold floor.
~ End of Part 5 ~
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