"Nov, it was—" Chase stuttured, he felt that his words were tied in a knot making him tremble and lost in thoughts.
"Tama na Chase, ayos na ako narinig ko na yung gusto kong marinig. Oo ha, pasensiya dahil ganito lang ako. I was your escape huh? what am I again? ahh.. your object, someone who you use for self satisfaction." his voice was raging, he felt used, he felt lost, November was broken.
"Wait lang Nov, let me speak. Pakinggan mo ako please." He was desperate, Chase doesn't know what to do. His actions were focused on telling him what his true intentions are.
"What do you want, do you want me to be overly obsessed with you? na ganto.. 'I want you, don't go back please, I won't let you go. You're mine, only mine so please don't leave me' gan'yan ba gusto mong marinig?" November's senses was numbed, hand shaking, voice breaking, tears felt like rivers. The only question he had in mind was 'Why? bakit ako? bakit?'
"Ah.. I remember. You want this right?" all of sudden everything stopped moving. The sceneries became blurry, the ocean waves started to slow down, and the only object focused was him. A birds eye view, the paradise that Chase wanted. Solace, his inner peace his.. Escape.
But this is not what he want.
November forced himself to kiss Chase, it felt bittersweet. The taste of the salty ocean was traced on his lips, the luscious red plumps were molded for them to intercept. The latter bit his lips making him tremble in leisure. It was wild, tremendous. Chase inserted his tongue that paved it's way to hit November's sweet spot. he felt it right away, the sudden collision of their tongues. He can't resist but to muffle a sound. He felt shocked on how good he is. He wants to be devoured, but why does it feel so wrong. He came back to his senses when a thought came by 'Mahal kita, Chase. Pero bakit?'
They both stopped breathless.
"C-Chase.. b-bakit?" he uttered.
"Mahal kita, you're my solace." he affirmed.
"Bitawan mo na ako chase, let's end this game. I was never yours to begin with."
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Chasing, November.
Ficção GeralNovember, the moments we've spent together, I knew it was you. can you give me another chance, don't give up on me please. i'll visit the province again, i'll meet you at our place. please, be there. ...
