A Cold Night's Sweetness

Kisses

 I clutched my blanket and covered my face when the earlier incident showed up before my eyes. I felt my lips and I can feel my cheeks becoming red with embarrassment. I turned and wiggled on my bed; unable to drift into my slumberland.

As he demanded an answer from me, I could see he was being genuine and it was not to make fun of me as I thought it would be. I could see the worry and concern growing in his eyes as he asked me the question. I was on the brink of breaking down and was controlling my emotions from flowing out when he spoke again but his tone more controlled with his grip around my arms loosened, "Su, I mean Sugar, share me why you were crying? I know it's not from the cold, it's because of something. I know you don't trust me to share what you are feeling but tell me what happened today; at least it will give my heart some peace."
My stiffed shoulder loosened up and I cried; not caring about what he might think of me. I bawled like a newborn child and felt my body somewhat lightened up as I let my emotions run free. I uttered my explanation of the situation, "I am not capable of being loved. No one will last with me. Every time I make an effort to keep my relationship alive, it becomes worse and worse. Jo-John br-broke up with me and I didn't try to stop it from happening. I just agreed with him. I am a useless girl-"he leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on my lips and wrapped me in his broad frame. Our lips broke apart and he breathed near my ears slowly and whispered softly," You are more than capable of being loved. You are more than what he deserves. You are not useless, you are just precious." His words seemed unbelievable coming from him since he is the one who caused me so much pain four years ago but part of me believed his words and found solace in it. As embarrassing as it could be, my body reacted first and before my mind could interrupt, I placed my head on his chest, my hands holding on his shirt.

I woke up feeling cheerful; is that bad to wake up cheerful after you broke up with a jerk just yesterday? I made my way to the hotel lounge and was thinking how I should react if I met Allen when my eyes landed on Allen giving his I-am-the-perfect-guy smile and flirting with a girl who was most probably another lodger of the hotel. He is never going to change, crooked as ever. The answer to my question was clear; hostile reaction is what he deserves. I continued down and went to the sofa right beside them. I picked up a magazine and started vigorously flipping the pages, trying to stop the urge to strangle him. The tall figure made its way to me and plopped down beside me. "Are you going to murder the innocent magazine?" I stopped flipping the magazine at his remarks. I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "Don't ruin my mood early in the morning," I calmly stated. "Are you by chance being jealous?" he smirked when he saw my surprised look due to sudden outburst of the truth. "N-No, never!" I exclaimed trying to hide the stutter in my voice. "You just stuttered, Su," he responded. "Stop it! Allen, you don't have to catch every mistake of mine. And don't call me Su, you flirtatious jerk. " I retorted back.
"Wow, that hurts," Allen said dramatically with his hand on his chest and showing funny expressions of intense pain. I let out a smile and withdrawing his hand from his chest, he sat upright. He moved his head forward and in a flash of light, I felt cold lips dominate a small portion of my warm cheek. I remained stunned in my place as he backed away from me. "You look beautiful as always," with those words, he walked away.
I think I am flattered.