"Stand strong, I'll hold you." she felt his warm breath on her nape as he softly murmured.
"What are you doing?" she immediately raised her voice at him and struggled to push him away. But his grip is stronger and he just held her tightly.
By this time, the tiny hairs on her nape are standing to their ends as he continued to breath against her. She felt uncomfortable all over.
"Let's just stay like this for a bit." he whispered and continued hugging her, his breathing more steady now.
She awkwardly raised one of her hands and gently tapped his back. Why did it feel like this was all her fault now? She continued tapping on him.
"Can't we just go back to the way we were before," she heard him say. She rolled her eyes. Now he's talking nonsense.
"Hmm," she just said as she continued patting him. Her body is getting stiff from his weight. Ugh, the guy needs to wake up before she becomes a statue here.
"You can't sleep here, it's too cold." hbhidbher annoyance in her voice and tried to sound as calm as she could endure.
"Hmm," he kept nestling his face on her shoulder.
"And you're straining my muscles." seemed to have woken him up as he immediately stood and put his hands on his waist, his face looking annoyed. Sweetheart swept her gaze around her. Okay, so nobody's around? What did I do to make him mad again?, she silently contemplated.
"What are you still doing outside? It's too late and it's also cold." he grabbed her hands and seeing her bandaged wound, he creased his forehead before he walked her home.
"Get in." She stared at him wide-eyed. Wow, after that drama you pulled, here I am, getting scolded again. Wow! Just, wow! She held her scoff in.
"Okay." she did not even look back as she opened the door and got inside their house. Glad to be home.
However, she can't fully get in as Handsome still holds her arm while she walks inside.
"Do you mind? My arm." she turned and looked at him once more.
His other hand reached for her face and smiled gently at her. She parted her lips to speak but decided against it. He may still be inebriated, she thought. She closed her lips and pressed them together before she realized that her face is now covered with his own as he claimed her lips.
She stood frozen on their doorstep as his kisses got deeper. She didn't want to respond back but she also didn't want to stop him.
Is she falling in love with him? Again? Or is she sexually frustrated that she's willing to kiss anyone just to get over it?
The sensation was too much that she just found herself catching for breath when he saw his face once more. His cheeks that are already flushed with alcohol got even brighter red this time. She saw tenderness in his eyes and saw him lowering his face again.
She just blinked and waited for the inevitable, her heart beating erratically.
When she saw that he's going for another swoop, she just fluttered her eyes closed. Since she's not complaining, she should at least cooperate.
She can't be kissing with her eyes wide open!
But before she could even close her eyes, the light to their house has already blown all over and she heard her father's gentle but scary voice.
"You can't just keep kissing in the dark. It would be troublesome." she felt her body flushed with cold water as she stiffly turned around. She tried to speak but caught in her own shock and at loss for words, she instead ended up hacking a cough. Handsome patted her back in an attempt to ease her up a bit. She threw him an accusing look instead.
"Don't touch me!" his hand got suspended in the air as he looked at her hate-filled eyes, mockingly smiling at himself.
Her father is standing a few meters from them, still wearing his pajamas and his hands held together on his back.
Her mother's arms are hooked on her father's, her eyes a little sleepy but a gentle smile on her face can be seen. She blinked again.
When he turned back to check on Handsome, she saw him smiling shyly back to her parents, one of his hands holding his head.
What just happened?
She's too startled to even realize what has happened and she just found herself walking the young man outside their house. She felt the air getting awkward as the distance from their house grew so she stopped on her tracks and just blurted out.
"Goodnight." Before she hurriedly ran back to their house and readied herself to face another awkward situation.
Her parents are now sitting comfortably in their living room and smiling at her. She gritted her teeth as she attempted to skip their conversation. She kissed them goodnight and walked towards her room.
"Where do you think you're going Miss Zambra?" She heard her mom call out to her. She let out a tiny sob and sniffed. I did not mean to kiss him!
Wait! She did not kiss him. He kissed her! That opportunistic monkey!
She pressed her lips together before she forced a smile and turned back to them.
"It's late now, we should sleep." she swiftly answered. She's not willing to explain it and she doesn't even know how to explain it. Sigh, why am I suffering alone. That bastard got away easily! I'll get you for this, just you wait!
"No. Sit down." she felt like her heart is about to jump out of her chest from anxiety. Her mother is rarely seen looking serious but when she is, even her soldier of a father cowers in front of her.
She extended her hand to grab the edge of a nearby seat and sat as far away from them.
"What did you do to him?" Sweetheart was at a loss for words when she heard her father speak. What did he just say? She gave him a disappointed and betrayed look. How could they think of her like that?
"I don't understand... What do you mean?" she struggled to get the words out of her mouth.
Her father looked at his wife as if contemplating to speak again or not. He drew a sharp breath before he spoke again.
"We already know the real score between you two." she remained speechless. There's no score between the two of them. In fact, he's the one that scored on her with that kiss! He continued speaking.
"Do you despise him enough that you would make a scene like this?" she still did not understand what her father is saying.
"We know that you're acting all sweet and caring towards him just to annoy him into letting you off the cafe but he's just doing that because of our request. We're so worried about you that he even stepped out to help and you do this to him in return? Sweety, can't you a little more considerate?"
She just stared at them in shock. So they knew! And they never stopped her. A tear escaped her eyes as she sat in the chair realizing everything that has happened to far. She let out a dry laugh.
"You knew that I don't like it. You knew that I'm just harassing him. And yet you just watched? You just watch us keep getting annoyed with each other everyday. You knew that we don't like each other! How could you do this. How could you do it to me? I'm your daughter!" she unconsciously raised her voice as she speak. She breathe heavily as she tried to suppress her emotions in.
"And how can you make him suffer just like that?" she suddenly got confused with herself as well. Why is she caring about him? This is so twisted.