Black Out

Chapter 9

Risa threw herself next to me on the bed and I turned towards her onto my side, still laughing lightly, as did she. We are at her house right now having our own little after party as we came from Liberal Party's annual Christmas party earlier. Her house is near the venue which was Sen Franklin's residence so it was just a short drive from there.

"Uy," I poked her waist.

She turned her head to look at me with a smile, her eyebrows raised. I smiled back and tapped at my lips twice with my index finger.

Don't ask me why. I know I shouldn't have. But I've been thinking about it all night. Should I blame it on the drinks that I— Oh, sino bang niloloko ko? Eh halos hindi naman ako nakainom papano puro kwento si Teddy at Ate Leila.

I expected her usual response. A mischievous smile and a wild animal pouncing at my lips as if they were the prey.

This is not what happened.

Not this time.

Her eyes turned serious and so did her whole expression.

It looked as if she was trying to read me as she bit her lip, scanning my face with her eyes, eyelashes batting. What expression I wore at the time, I couldn't tell.

Next thing I knew, she slowly sat up in the bed then climbed off from the side, and she made her way towards her door. I turned onto my back, propping myself up by the elbows.

I didn't know what happened or what she was doing. But I was captured by her figure and the atmosphere, too much to be able to utter a word. Too much to want to disturb the silence of the room.

I heard a click and saw her hand on the doorknob, her head tilted downwards. She closed the door. I didn't know what to think. Ano bang binabalak nitong gawin?

Another click and the lights were off.

My heart beat noticeably louder inside my chest.

She climbed on the bed.

Risa climbed on top of me.

Her knees beside my waist, she turned the bedside lamp on. Her movements were so slow, the room was so quiet— for a moment I wondered if I had been dropped into a silent movie, the film being dragged way too slowly and the movements of the actors becoming lousy.

I gulped when she turned to look at me. I felt somewhat scared but at the same time, somewhat expectant.

Her body crouched over mine as she leaned closer.

"Ano.. anong ginagawa mo?" I didn't know who I was asking because all Risa did was look at me. Simply look at me.

As simple as the action was, the more meaning it seemed to carry than all the kisses we had ever shared before. The more feelings it brought out of me than anything ever before.

She tucked her hair behind her ears. First, the right side, with her right hand, then the left side, using the same hand again. With her gaze kept fixed on me. I was captured by her eyes like there was a never ending story behind the depths of her pupils and I just couldn't afford to miss a letter.

My stomach was tickled by something. Could it be..? No way. Malabo.

She never broke eye-contact. Not even when she leaned in completely, hovering over my lips for a few moments.

She finally pressed her hot lips against mine.

She didn't keep them there for long though.

She slowly pulled away.