Black Out

Epilogue

"Risaaa."

"Hmm?"

"Anong iniisip mo?" I asked, kissing her forehead, still breathing heavily as we laid under the soft blanket, half her body on mine as I laid on my back, barely changing the position she was in just a minute ago when she fell on top of me in exhaustion. My arm was draped around her torso, keeping her close. She had a leg over mine, her right knee pressing against my left thigh, and her arm across my chest. My heart was still thumping crazily against my ribcage. I'm sure she could feel it with her fingertips that rested lightly on top of my bosom, but I felt her rampaging heart too, pressed against my side.

Her weight felt so good on my body, I just couldn't understand how something that's supposed to be a burden could make you feel so light. And something that pushes you to such physical exhaustion, makes you feel so energized. I guess I'll have the chance to figure it all out starting from today. All I could tell for now is that this was amazing, a whole new world basically; probably the most amazing thing that could physically happen between two people that loved each other.

I smirked a little at the cute sight when I glanced down and saw her toes peeking out from under the covers, with her other leg being stretched out like that. She always chose nice nail polish. But I recognized this one as the one she borrowed from me just the day before yesterday.

"I was just thinking.." she sighed and placed her head on my shoulder, "You know, I think eight talaga 'yung lucky number ko."

"Hmm.." I moved my hand up and she shifted a little to get more comfortable, her head now resting on more of my chest. "Bakit 'yun naman ang iniisip mo?" I caressed her cheek lightly with my thumb.

"Well kasi it took eight kisses for you to finally come around."

"Hmm... if sa tingin mo talaga na eight 'yung lucky number maybe dapat ginawa natin 'to last week, 'no?"

Risa furrowed her brows.

I grinned, saying, "Kasi December 8 nung nagkita tayo last week," and got pinched. I chuckled and sighed contentedly. "Sa totoo lang, I don't think you can get much denser than that though," I smiled to myself. "Was it really the eighth? Ganon na karami?"

"Mhmm. If I hadn't kissed you naman that day, we wouldn't even be here right now."

"Hindi ka sure dyan," Risa looked at me skeptically. "Alam mo, you can only mope around so long before you accidentally touch something in the dark."

"Meaning?" She looked so adorable, her chin resting on me, her hair a mess and her face still flushed, looking up at me like that.

"Ang gustong sabihin.. if it weren't for that kiss that night, meron at meron pa rin makakapagpa-realize sa'kin eventually."

"Oh, yes, in another century pa siguro?" she scoffed and kept smiling as she put her head back down.

"Para mo namang sinasabi na mas nauna ka talaga sa'kin," she took my hand and started playing with my fingers. I couldn't describe in words the feelings what simple touches like this could do to my senses. "Hindi naman na para kang kasing bilis ng ostrich kumilos," I grumbled a bit sulkily.

"Ostrich?" Risa dropped my hand as she burst out in laughter, now pushing herself up by the elbow.

"What? Mabilis kaya ang mga ostrich."

"Yes I get it, pero really? An ostrich? Why not cheetah or something? Definitely something more appealing than an ostrich."

"Well, ang gusto kong sabihin, hindi ka ganon so.."

"Whatever, Lens," Risa still chuckled as she laid back on me again, "Well maybe I wasn't like that nga, pero you reminded me very much of a snail." I pinched her shoulder for that.