My Sexual Partner (Completed)

Chapter 1

Just like most stories, it started at a party.

Loud, recent pop / rap music was playing in the background. I couldn't, for the life of me find my cousin and her friends. We were at my cousin's bestfriend's cousin's party. I think. I don't know. I couldn't remember.

"Margot!" sigaw ko na.

Ano ngayon kung mag-ingay ako?

Someone too drunk to function turned and spilled drink all over me.

"Oh my goodness!" I reacted.

Sh1t ang lamig! Beer! Ambaho nito!

"This is great," I sarcastically said. "Thank you."

Ugh!

Basang-basa, I continued to look for my cousin and her friends.

The host of the party saw me, "You are stinking up the place! And you're dripping! Change!" I was pulled and in two seconds, I was shoved into a room, a dimly lit room.

It was an old music room. There were old records everywhere. Posters, flyers and stickers were posted on the walls.

In a corner, I saw an open door towards a small laundry area. From where I was standing, I could see some freshly laundered and folded clothes. I decided I was going to change alright.

I chose the ugliest and the biggest shirt to put on. I didn't want to seem like I was 'borrowing', that could be construed as 'stealing', the nicest dress or whatever hence the choice. I also crazily decided to machine wash my jeans and shirt.

I was looking around the room waiting for my clothes to finish in the machine when the door opened.

"Hey, this is my room for tonight, take another," I said to the guy.

"I'd been here earlier miss, umihi lang ako," he said. "What are you wearing?"

"Nabasa ako okay? I'm doing laundry. At hiniram ko lang 'to. Ibabalik ko 'to."
I look decent naman diba? Mahaba naman 'tong shirt. Why do I feel like he's-? "Eyes here," sabi ko sa kanya pointing at my eyes.

"I'm not looking. Shizz," he said and plopped on the only couch in the middle of the room.

He looked comfortable while I was fidgeting around.

I couldn't sit on the floor, my shirt would hike up. Pero nangangawit na 'ko.

"Patabi ah," I told him and sat at the other end of the couch. He gestured naman that it was okay.

He was deep in thought. "What are you doing?" usisa ko.

He looked at me. "Thinking?" he answered like why should I know and why should he answer a dumb question.

"Okay. If you don't want to share or talk, don't!" sabi ko.

I looked around for something to focus my attention to pero bumalik din sa kanya.

He's cute - nerdy, geeky - but cute. He's my age or a year or two older, I couldn't tell, as he's tall, lanky, or lean. Yeah, I'm going for lean.

Going for lean? What? Gayle, you're not going for anything... He's not a type. He's a non-guy. You're not even sure why he's here. "Why are you here?" tanong ko.

"This is my cousin's birthday party," he said. "Sh1t."

"Sh1t? Me?!"

Nainis sya. "Not you. My girlfriend, or I don't know, well she is here flirting with her ex," he stated. "Bakit kayo ganung mga babae?"