Serendipitous Fate (PerthSaint)

Chapter 6

           The After Kiss Corollaries

Saturday 9:30 A.M, Saint just woke and Perth is on his way to the market with his aunt to buy fish and other ingredients for their meal.

Saint's POV

"Omagdnejxgskshssh", I mumbled.

It's already 9:00 in the morning and I still seem to not get out from this bed. I'm still covered in this mesh blanket I bought to catch rats in my room, but guess what, my house don't have rats so now I use it as my cover under my thick blanket so I can remove my thick blanket in the morning and just let the mesh blanket cover me so it won't be too hot in the morning while I'm still having my body covered. So enough with that worthless information and let's go back to what I was talking just a little while ago. Yep, I'm still in my meshed blanket, cuddling a huge pillow, the pillow that Perth cuddle last night. Don't judge me okay? I just used it cause it really smells nice.

What is happening with me? I slept so late last night, thinking of the kiss that happened between me and Perth. I don't know but I couldn't get my head to stop from thinking about Perth's eye's when he was above me. Shit! Am I gay or something? I don't know but Perth turned me on. I got aroused when our bodies compacted. I know it's crazy but it did. His the first person unrelated to me who taste my lips. His lips were soft, his eyes was shining and his whole face was just damn attractive. I'm not really sure if I like him though, cause I may just have felt pleasure that's why I got aroused.

So right now, I'm still in my bed, sitting and still cuddling the pillow while reading through my phone. I already uninstalled my Mystified app because I don't really want to get involved to it anymore. My app may have been deleted, but my conversation with Perth is still on my phone because I took a screenshot of it. I'm don't have a screenshot of it to use it against Perth okay? I just like reading it again and again because we quite made an interesting conversation, at least for me. Right now, I'm reading our conversation again, smiling and laughing like a crazy person, a person who just got out of a mental institution. After all the smiles and laugh, I skipped and get on our last conversation. Our last conversation, everytime I read it, I still feel sorry not just for Perth, but myself too. I feel like if I didn't do that damn idea of making a fake account of a girl, I wouldn't be feeling guilty when I see Perth. I'm still sorry to Perth, that's why I'm making it out to him.

I'm now walking down the stairs, our housemaids cleaning and cooking.

"How was your sleep Saint?", auntie Jane asked.

"It was good auntie", I replied.

"Why did you wake up late? Did you sleep so late last night?", auntie Jane asked again.

"Kind of", I said grinning awkwardly.

"And what happened to your lips? It's swollen. Did something smack it?", asked auntie Jane in worry.

I froze, my body wasn't moving and my mind was floating into space. Why? Why did she ask that? I'm now lost in Perth and Saint's paradise, a paradise with images of me and Perth kissing. A paradise of the beauty of our kiss. I was daydreaming it, smiling unknowingly until.

"Saint! Saint! What's happening to you?", auntie Jane loudly exclaimed.

I snapped out of my daydream and stuttered in answering her.

"No-nothing auntie, I'm just having a daydream", I replied to her.

"What are you daydreaming though?", auntie Jane asked.

"Nothing auntie", I said then added "What's for breakfast auntie?"

Everyone laugh, with me being clueless of what seems tickled them to laugh. Before I even guess what they are laughing about, auntie Jane narrated.