Chapter 26 - Gay Panic
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FRANKI'S POV
A chill, fresh, and earthy scent of the after-rain brushes on my nostrils and it prompted my brain to flick on and after barely a second, my eyes are now wide open and awake.
Lying on my belly with my left cheek against the pillow, the first thing I see is the slightly opened window with the sight of the bluish-gray sky behind the dancing white curtain.
I try to clear the fog from my head and my nerves jump all of a sudden when the beautiful memories from last night start to slip into my consciousness.
Oh...my... gosh!
"Diana?" I blurt out as I instantaneously curl up while pulling the bedsheet closer to my naked body. I look around, senses heightened, and my heart sinks when I realize that I am alone right now...
Oh my gosh, where is she???
The space beside me is empty except for something...
My forehead wrinkles when the beautiful thing finally registers on my brain.
Instead of Diana beside me is a single-stemmed rose with a plastic cover.
Is this for me? From her?
Obviously, Frances. It's from Diana and not from some dugyot bartender or some bland racers, or your boyfriend who you left in the mansion last night to be with his sister.
But where'd she got this?
A warm fluid seems to have flushed through my cheeks...then to my chest, to my tummy, and down to the rest of my body, making everything on my surface crimson red. I immediately take it and bring it to my nose to take a sniff of it. A pouty smile then stretches my lips, reminiscing every detail of what happened last night...
Like, oh my gosh. I can't believe it.
Did I really???
Yes, you did, Hunny. Welcome to the gay world!
I had sex with a woman for the first time, and it was the best sex that I have ever had...
Pressing the rose against my chest, I stare wide-eyed on the crack on the wall in front of me, unblinking, still trying to digest everything that had happened. Diana literally blew my mind away last night...
And what's even worse is that I unintentionally confessed something to her last night.
"I think I'm in love with you..."
Oh my god, why did I say that?! My face becomes even redder at the thought. Good thing I immediately acted as if I have already fallen asleep when she asked me about it.
But wait, oh my God, what does that make me?!
I look around with my loud heartbeat flooding my eardrums. Where is she? What time is it?
I turn to my right and find my phone on the bedside table. I pick it up and check on the time.
Seriously? It's three in the afternoon? Blood instantly drains my face when there are no messages from neither Diana or David. There is a signal here somehow but David didn't update me. What happened to him last night? Is he okay? Where is Diana? Did she leave me here?
My mind is bombarded with a lot of questions and my face is crumpled into confusion right now. I then notice the now dry white towel neatly folded and laid on the foot of the bed. I think it's the one that I used last night. But wait, where are my clothes?
The door suddenly opens and Diana's smiling face instantly calmed my panicky, jittery nerves. She is wearing a brown, cashmere turtle-neck long-sleeved shirt and black legging pants, and she looks so fresh in her long back hair.
"Oh, finally, you're awake," she smiles as she approaches the bed with a brown paper bag on one hand and a blue plastic on the other. She looks and acts casually as if nothing happened last night. Wait, how do two women who just had a passionate sex act in the morning? I mean this is my first time so...
I'm not sure why I am trembling. Is it because of the smell of fries, coffee, and hashbrowns from McDonald's? Or because of her strong yet soft presence?
I didn't notice that she has already sat on the bed and is facing me. I unconsciously inch away until my back meets the headboard when she leans in to peer into my face with a smile.
"Good morning, Punky." she greets in her soft, sweet voice. Gosh, it's also her first time to call me in a nickname, and it sounds cute!
I automatically held my breath when she leans in even closer to give me another sweet kiss on the forehead.
"Good morning..." I answer as I pull out a sleepy, lazy smile. "Is it really 3 p.m.?" My voice is still groggy as hell.
"Yes. We have overslept. I mean, you. I woke up at around eleven and bonded with Hasna, the owner. She's so nice! I also went to the center of town to buy some toiletries and food," she tells me in a relaxed way while fishing out the items from the paper bag and plastic. Yeah, she's so relaxed while I am here dying inside from...embarrassment? shame? excitement? panic?
Arousal, Frances. You're getting wet again. Maybe because you're naked and the way she looks at you is kind of...You know what I mean.
I still can't believe that we really did it last night.
"You have to eat na. Good thing I found a Mcdonald's mini store, your favorite. I want to cook for us, but I'll do that when we get home. Our clothes are already dry but it's dirty na so I brought us new ones."
I am just watching her as she speaks, and everything is in slow motion again. What's with these slow motions anyway?
Ah, she's just so beautiful and sweet...
I bring the rose to my nose again and laid my eyes on hers, "Thanks for this..."
She sexily rakes a hand through her long, black, silky hair and smirks before answering,
"A vendor with a basket of roses dropped by the reception this morning just in time when I got out. I just felt the need to give it to you because it reminds me of you."
I give her a questioning look.
She chuckles lightly before gazing intently at me with a slight raise of her eyebrows, "Fresh, red, and beautiful..."
Oh, fuck me and her insinuation. I think something winked southward when she added her statement with another smirk.
"Seriously?" I look away and bite my lower lip to stop myself from smiling, which elicits another chuckle from her.
"Ang cute mo talaga... (You're so cute!)" she blurts out as she proceeds to gently pinch my cheek. Jesus, this woman will be the death of me.
She is just then staring at me into silence which made me even more uncomfortable. I mean, the fact that I am naked under these sheets and the way she looks at me as if she can see through me...I absent-mindedly tighten the blanket around my body and secure it over my chest.
I still feel shy about my admission last night. I really hope that she will forget about it.
She starts taking out the food one by one and properly lays them out on the bed in front of me.
"You have to finish this. You have to fill your stomach." she picks up the fries and brings one in front of my lips, "Oh,"
I slightly pull away at the unexpected gesture.
"Oh my gosh, Diana. It's okay...I-I'll do it," I awkwardly snatch the fries from her hand and bring it to my mouth myself.
"Okay..." She just chuckles as she tucks some strands of her hair behind her ear and starts eating too. I think my heart is so full right now. I mean, she is so sweet and caring...
We then continue to eat...in silence. I'm not sure if she is also tensed and shy enough to open up a conversation. Maybe she is just really hungry. I decided to act nonchalant and continue eating without looking at her.
Just when I finally finished the whole hashbrown meal, I think my heart jumped out of my chest when I noticed that she is actually just staring at me the whole time.
"I-I think I need a shower," I blurt out when I can't stand her piercing gaze anymore. She then leans away and proceeds to fish out the stuff that she has bought from the blue plastic.
"You can wear this in the meantime," she says as she stretches out a white shirt with a cute, cartoonish yellow chicken design in the center.
"Oh my gosh, that's so cute!" I snatch it out from her and press it against my body with an appreciative smile.
"Here's your leggings and undergarments. I hope I got your size right,"
Ugh, there goes her meaningful stares again.
"Thanks, Diana. You're the sweetest."
I am about to get out of the bed but I realize that she is still looking at me, and I have never been this self-conscious my whole life.
"Uhm..."I trail off with an awkward smile.
"Seryoso? (Are you serious?)" she smiles, seeming to have gotten my message.
She finally stands up and I caught a glimpse of a suppressed smile on her lips before she turns her back on me.
After taking a shower and donning myself with the clothes that she bought, I finally step out of the small bathroom and find her sitting on the bed and getting herself busy on her phone with a problematic look on her face. Why do I have this feeling that she is talking to Veronica again? I suddenly feel irritated.
The thoughts of Veronica made me remember my boyfriend David Mackey.
"Wow..." she smiles with her eyes disappearing as she checks me out in these clothes with a chuckle, "You look so cute in it, Franki."
I smile and did a little twirl to show off.
"I'm worried about David. Did he contact you today?" I just then find myself asking.
The bright expression on her face instantly darkens at my question.
"No. Don't worry about him. He's a big guy...He can handle himself."
"He was so drunk last night and he didn't leave any messages...I'm kind of worried already."
"Well, did you call him?"
Gosh, her gaze is so intimidating right now...
"No..." I answer while fiddling my fingers.
"Do you want to call him?" she asks again with a raised eyebrow. Is she challenging me?
"M-maybe he's in the condo already,"
She gets up from the bed and walks closer towards me. I look up at her as she looms over me.
"Do you want to go home na ba?" she asks, her warm, minty breath fanning my face.
The eye-fuck starts again and I am not sure whose heartbeat I am feeling right now.
Of course yours, dumbass!
My body wants to stay here with her like...forever? But my mind says,
"I think we need to...Before it gets darker, and you know, David." I avert my gaze away.
Fuck. Did I seriously say that?
She then sighs with a defeated smile after a few moments, "Okay,"
We then fix our stuff in silence and I can feel the unspoken tension between us. I'm not sure if it is mutual though...But really, I can feel that she is kind of pissed?
After making sure that we didn't leave anything, we finally go out of the room and proceed to the reception. Hasna, the owner-manager here is currently burying her head behind the counter. She is wearing her glasses and is seemingly stitching something with a thread and needle between her fingers.
She lifts her head up and smiles as she sees us.
"Ate, something came up and we need to go na. I can't thank you enough for everything..." Diana says as she leans on the counter.
"Really? I thought you're going to stay here for a while?"
"Something came up, Ate. I'm sorry. Please send my regards to your twins nalang," Diana explains with a very soft expression on her face.
"Oh my gosh, you have twins?" I blurt out, joining myself in the conversation.
Diana glances at me. "Yes, and they are so adorable."
Diana digs her hand in her pocket as Hasna gets up and walks around the counter to meet us. She is about to say something but the former suddenly hands her something.
My heart drops when I realized that it is a couple of one thousand bills.
Hasna's eyes widen at her move.
"Naku, Diana! Iha...salamat. Nag-abala ka pa pero hindi ko iyan matatanggap, (Thank you, my dear. You're so sweet but I can't accept that,)" Hasna takes her hand and gives back the money.
"Keep it, please. At least for the kids."
Diana killed a couple of minutes insisting the money to the firm Hasna until the latter finally accepted it with teary eyes, and I just watch them while melting on my feet.
Diana has a heart of gold...and she became even more beautiful in my eyes. My chest feels so heavy right now and I sigh to keep up from breathing properly. I keep on blinking as I feel my eyes warming up again for some reason...
My smile stretches even wider when she pulls Hasna into a sweet embrace and they hug each other like they have known each other for years.
I sniff again and become frozen from where I am standing when a single drop of tear rolled down my cheeks.
Why??? What is happening to me?!
*****To be continued*****
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