HER : Unraveled // FayeYoko

Chapter Seventeen

FAYE

It was already 12:00 AM, and I was beyond drunk. Pero nandito ako sa elevator ng building ni Yoko. Pinilit ko si Wanwan na ihatid ako rito, ayaw pa n'ya nung una, but napapayag ko rin s'ya. Every step I took was a struggle, the alcohol weighing down my senses, but my determination to see her was stronger. I stumbled into the elevator, gripping the railing to steady myself, feeling the world spin around me.

When the elevator doors finally slid open, I pushed myself forward, swaying as I made my way down the hallway to Yoko's condo. Naka-hawak ako sa pader, bawat hakbang ay sobrang bigat, pero hindi ako tumigil. Nang makarating ako sa pintuan n'ya, I pressed the doorbell with all the strength I had left, leaning on the wall as I waited for her to open it.

Makalipas ang ilang minuto, the door creaked open, and there she was—Yoko, the love of my life. Her eyes widened in shock as she took in my disheveled state. "F–Faye..." she breathed out, her voice filled with concern. She glanced outside, as if checking if anyone else was around, then back at me, her brows knitting together in worry. "Anong ginagawa mo dito? At lasing ka pa."

A smile tugged at my lips as I reached out and cupped her cheeks, feeling the warmth of her skin against my cold hands. "I missed you, Yo," I slurred, my voice betraying just how intoxicated I was.

Her expression softened, but the worry in her eyes didn't fade. "H–halika nga," she said, slipping an arm around my waist to support me as she guided me inside her condo. Every step felt heavier, but with her by my side, I felt a bit steadier.

She helped me to the sofa, and I practically collapsed onto it, the room spinning around me. "I'll get you some water," she offered, but before she could step away, I grabbed her hand, pulling her toward me.

She stumbled, landing in my lap, her eyes wide with surprise. "F–Faye, ano ba," she muttered, her cheeks flushing pink. But I could see the way her eyes softened, the way her lips trembled just a little.

"I missed you so much, Yo," I whispered, bringing my hand to her face once more, tracing the outline of her jaw with my thumb. "Why won't you let me talk to you? P–please let me explain everything."

"M–matulog ka na nga lang, bukas na tayo mag-usap," she replied, sinubukan n'yang tumayo pero hinawakan ko s'ya, my grip gentle yet firm. Desperation surged through me, and before I could stop myself, I leaned in and kissed her, pouring all my longing, my pain, into that kiss.

Sinubukan n'ya akong itulak papalayo, but I held on, not wanting to let go, not yet. And then, to my surprise, I felt her kiss me back, her lips moving against mine with a fervor that matched my own. I smiled against her lips, feeling a surge of hope rise within me.

We broke apart, both of us breathless. "You missed me?" I asked, searching her eyes for the truth.

She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I missed you so much."

Hearing those words was all the encouragement I needed. I kissed her again, more passionately this time, my hands roaming over her back, feeling the warmth of her skin through her clothes. Umayos s'ya ng upo sa lap ko, her body pressing against mine, and I couldn't help but marvel at how perfectly we fit together.

I wanted to hold her, to keep her close, to never let her go. Every kiss, every touch, was a reminder of what we had, of what we could still have if she'd just let me explain. But for now, words were unnecessary. All I needed was to feel her, to remind her of what we were to each other.

Her hands moved to my shoulders, gripping tightly as our kisses deepened. I could feel her heartbeat, fast and erratic, matching my own. "You're so beautiful," I murmured against her lips, my voice thick with emotion.

"Faye..." she whispered, her voice trembling as her hands slid down to rest on my chest. I could tell she was holding back, trying to maintain some semblance of control, but the tension between us was undeniable.

I slowly moved my hands to her waist, feeling the curve of her body beneath my fingertips. She shivered slightly under my touch, her breath hitching as I trailed my fingers up her back, pulling her closer until there was no space left between us. The heat between us was palpable, our shared breaths mingling as our kisses grew more desperate.

Unable to hold back any longer, I let my hands slip under her shirt, feeling the soft skin of her back. She gasped at the contact, her body tensing for a moment before she relaxed into my touch. Encouraged, I moved my hands higher, lifting her shirt over her head and tossing it aside. She looked at me, her cheeks flushed, eyes dark with desire.

Hindi na ako nagsayang pa ng oras. My hands found the clasp of her bra, and with a practiced flick, it came undone. I took a moment to admire her, her beauty stealing my breath away. "What a view," I murmured, grinning as I saw the color rise in her cheeks.

Her eyes met mine, and I saw the vulnerability there, the unspoken question of whether this was the right thing to do. But I couldn't stop myself. I needed to feel her, to know that she still wanted me, that she still loved me despite everything that had happened. She looked away.

I gently cupped her chin, making her look at me. "You're so beautiful," I repeated, my voice barely more than a whisper. Then, I pulled her into another kiss, letting my hands roam freely over her body.

She responded, her hands tangling in my hair as our kisses grew more heated. I moved one hand down, slipping under the waistband of her panties, and felt the dampness there. "Wet already?" I teased, smirking against her lips.

She let out a soft moan, her body arching into my touch as I slipped two fingers inside her. Her reaction was immediate, her back arching, her head falling back as she let out a louder moan. The sound was like music to my ears, turning me on as I moved my fingers in and out, setting a steady rhythm.

"Faye... I'm... hah..." Her voice was breathless, and I knew she was close. I increased the pace, my other hand moving to cup her breast, squeezing gently. Her moans grew louder, her body trembling with the effort to hold on.

"Let go, Yo," I murmured against her neck, pressing a kiss to her pulse point. "I've got you."

It wasn't long before she did, her body tensing as she reached her peak. I held her close, feeling the warmth of her release as she collapsed against me, utterly spent. I smiled, kissing the top of her head as I wrapped my arms around her.

"I love you, Yo," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. "I always have, and I always will."

She lifted her head, meeting my gaze with those soulful eyes I'd fallen in love with. "I love you too, Faye," she replied softly, and hearing those words from her felt like the greatest gift.

With a contented sigh, she settled against me, her breathing evening out as sleep began to claim her. I held her close, savoring the warmth of her body against mine, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt at peace.

As sleep finally claimed us both, I whispered one last thing to her. "I'm home."