Chapter 12
I couldn't get over what she sang to me. With so much pain, tears started to fall on my cheeks. No matter how many times I swallowed, it really got to the point where my eyes hurt so much that I couldn't stop it. It feels so heavy. Even though I enjoy what Rhea and I do, it still hurts when we talk about Jaycille. It's hard to move on but it's so easy to fall in love. Isn't it unfair? Is there an easier way to move on?
Before she could see my appearance, I buried my face in her shoulder. And make a way to divert her attention.
Her soft patting on my back while singing was effective because I couldn't speak anymore and I couldn't finish the song. Even when I opened my mouth, no words came out. I let my tears fall on my shoulder.
After a few minutes, she was about to break away from the embrace when I wrapped my arms around her waist. My eyes don't want to stop crying and I don't want her to see.
So the drink really releases whatever emotion is hidden in your heart when you're dizzy.
"Crying does not reduce being a man." She said softly while gently patting my back.
I still managed to smirk even though my lips were trembling, "Who's crying?"
"Let me see your face.." She challenged.
Before she could even distance herself to look at my face, I tightened my hug around her. She didn't react. She just kept patting my back slowly.
I stopped singing but my tears still didn't stop flowing. I let myself drown in my emotions and tears this time. To end the pain I feel.
My lips spontaneously smiled even though they were shaking from my tears. I first wiped my tears then slowly pushed her while holding both of her shoulders. So that I could observe her gentle face while singing.
"Oh, that's right. She is not the only woman in the world." I regained the courage to speak after drowning in tears.
"You should remember that. Many love you." Shee explained while looking at me with a smile.
"Like you?" I immediately connected.
"Of course. You're my friend." Her casual answer with a smile on her face.
LEGENDARY!
It would have felt so good if she didn't added a painful word.
I just took my glass and drank while focusing on the glass of questions. Only two are left. One for me and other for her.
"There are only two left." I stated.
She turned to the glass of questions, took the glass and handed it to me, "Take one and then let's read it aloud together."
I took one and then he took the rest and returned the glass to its place.
Rhea: Who is your crush in the clan?
Jc: Who are you in love with now?
We read the question at the same time and eventually we stared at each other, while she was slightly stunned with wide eyes as she looked at me. I, on the other hand, suddenly had a mental block and looked at her dumbfounded.
Shall I answer the question? Or will I take off my checkered polo shirt? It won't be a problem if I take off my clothes, I still have an inner white t-shirt. Not a single word or anything comes to my mind. My brain has really stopped working and my brain cells are not able to function.
Why do I go blank when Rhea stares at me like this? This beautiful creature in front of me is just my friend.
Is it really just a friend?
Together we put the piece of paper next to our glasses and together we took off my checkered polo shirt and her denim blazer and put them next to our glasses, without breaking eye contact.
Suddenly I turned stone again in my seat as my fine hair at my nape stiffen.
My eyes accidentally landed on her smooth complexion and I stared at it for a few minutes. She was wearing a sleeveless dress so she was wearing a blazer. But she is more beautiful if she is not wearing the blazer.
It's like Scotch is pushing me to get closer to her and touch her smooth complexion, but just relax Jc. I still control myself.
"Why didn't you answer the question?" She asked after a few minutes but she seemed hesitant to ask.
"Y-You didn't answer yours either." I almost stammered and turned my attention back to her eyes.
Her face was red and there was a little sweat on the side of her forehead. She looks like she might be drunk but she's still trying to be normal.
"Answer yours, then I'll answer mine." She sighed as if he was being forced to say the word.
I stood up from my seat and walked towards him, without breaking the gaze. There is still a gap between the two of us.
"Lady's first." I replied weakly but seriously.
She swallowed first and took a deep breath then turned her gaze to the floor, "You are my clan crush."
I have to admit that what she said had an effect in me, but with the amount of alcohol I drank, it seemed that my mind didn't want to accept what she said. There was nothing serious in what we were saying because we had both been drinking.
I was still looking at him without a smile or an answer. A few seconds passed as I watched how beautiful she was and eventually she looked back at me in surprise.
"I'm in love now…. Maybe you.." I hesitated.
I hesitate to answer because I am not sure of my feelings. It's probably just a Scotch influence. I'm dizzy and my vision is blurry.
But what about that? My drunkenness came right out of my mouth. I'm fed up and here we go. Do I take it back?
I looked at him very seriously in the eyes while her face was red and she seemed to be holding back a smile. I stepped closer to her again to close the gap between us. I slowly raised my hand to touch the little hair near her cheek. I used my finger to hang it in her ear.
My hand is shaking and sweating. Shit! My heart was beating so hard it felt like my chest was going to explode.
I lowered my hand to her neck and saw on her face that it had an effect on her. Her eyes widened and she slightly turned her face away from me. But I gently pulled her neck so that her face came closer to mine. Our noses touched again and I could feel her hot and tense breathing on my face.
"Just calm down. We are the only ones here." The tone of what I said was even scarier than I expected because the hair on my arms stood up.
I'm also scared of myself.
I could feel her breathing speeding up and she was sweating cold.
Shit, man! Am I really going to do it? Even though I'm shaky, Scotch makes me strong enough to pursue what's on my mind.
It's up to Batman!
If she answers, the whole clan will be in tears but if she refuses, I'm just really drunk.
I slowly bring my lips to her lips. But before our lips touched, she suddenly pushed me hard and my back hit the chair.
Shit! My back hurts!
"If you will d-do it, I-I'm really going to die." She still stammered.
I smirked as I massaged my back, "Oh, by the way. You're going to faint because I'm so good at kissing you."
There is a part of my brain that whispers regret because it didn't work out.
Her face frowned, obviously pretending to be angry, "You're so arrogant. Guess who's a good kisser."
I burst into laughter as I turned my back, "Take me to the guest room. I need to sleep."
"Huh?"
She seemed absentminded so I looked at her again. Her face is very red. Maybe it was because of what we drank and her appearance was obviously loading.
"Take me to the guest room. I'm drunk." I casually repeated what I said.
Sje blinked once then looked in another direction, avoiding my gaze, "I-I need to go home. My sister will really scold me."
I smiled at her reaction, "Cyrel just called I told her that I'll take you home by tomorrow morning."
"Really?" Her eyes widened and she turned to me, "Is she angry?"
"Relax. She agreed even though she yelled at me a bit." I answered calmly.
She swallowed and looked at the floor.
"W-Where can I sleep?" She asked hesitantly as if she was thinking twice about asking.
"In the guest room with me." I answered with a mischievous smile.
She looked at me again with wide eyes while her mouth was slightly open, "W-what? I-I'll just sleep here outside."
I laughed for a while and approached her. I carefully held her hand and pulled her to walk.
"I will sleep on the floor. And don't worry, nothing will happen to us." I emphasized the last thing I said so that she would believe even though I was drunk.
She didn't protest anymore and we walked to the guest room. I felt that she was staring at me for a long time and then she looked at our holding hands. She was quiet and obviously observing the atmosphere.
I was still holding her hand when we reached the guest room. I opened the door and we went in together then I closed the door.
"You're on the bed, I'm on the floor." I responded and let go of her hand and went to the cabinet in the corner of the room to get something to sleep on.
She was left standing near the door and looking at me while I was busy arranging my bed.
"Sleep." I said when I finished preparing my bed.
I lay down before she could answer.
I heard every step she took as she approached the bed and sat down at the end. I could feel her eyes on me as if she was examining me to see if I was sleeping. But I missed that because I was so sleepy. And I need to sleep.
Later, she climbed into the bed and seemed to be lying down.
A few minutes of silence passed and I slowly opened my eyes. I carefully got up and turned to her.
She sleeps facing the door and her blanket is up to her neck.
I slowly stood up and carefully sat on the bed, near her head. I removed the little hair that was covering her face so that I could observe her properly.
I feel weird when I'm with her. The feeling as if Crista was right next to me. I feel so good. The feeling I feel when I'm with Crista is what I feel for her.
I feel like I'm drunk and something is going through my mind that makes me feel weird. Scotch really hit my head hard.
While she was sleeping, something suddenly came to my mind. Maybe it's okay if I do it, after all she's asleep and she won't hear it either.
But I hope she will hear it.
I gather all the courage I had left and sang a song for her, even though I'm not really good at singing.