Look At Me (Completed)

CHAPTER 7: Synonymous with gender

SO both characters are drunk, they are not in their proper mind set. Who will now narrate the story?

I have no choice but to create the NARRATOR's POV.

Mark is so drunk. He was sitting on the floor in front of the fireplace grumbling about his issue on Cassie. Guila then woke up because of the noise that she hears from Mark. She sits on the bed and she sees Mark. She stood and unstably walked to him. She sits beside him and accidentally hit her head on his shoulder.

"Awww... (She massaged her head) You know what, compared to my problem, mine is worse. So just stop mumbling because it really annoys me. You're not the only one who has problem. I just want to sleep in peace but you disturbed me."

"What the f*** are you doing here?"

"I don't know either, fool! Obviously, you brought me here on this f***ing dirty room. You're f***!" Guila thumped Mark's forehead.

"Awww. What the heck is your problem?!"

"My problem is my problem!" She chortled.

Mark wrinkled his forehead and curiously asked, "Is it about your love life?"

"Love life? I don't have a problem with that. I know he will never come."

"He?"

"The right man. I've always been dumped and I got used to it. I learned how to not trust anyone."

"How about your parents?"

"They're the only exception plus my best friend Al."

"How about me?"

"I don't trust you. I can see that you're not a trustworthy person."

"Oh you don't know what you're talking about. After all the good things I've done to you, you must be very crazy if you will not trust me..." Mark reacted while Guila grabbed a bottle of beer ignoring what he says. Mark continues, "Anyway, why?"

Guila poured few ounces of beer in her mouth. "Why?" Guila asked back with creased forehead.

"What do you think is reason why men always dump you?"

"It is because I am conservative. Men don't like wholesome women. They like wild women like Angelina Jolie or Charlize Theron."

"Cassie is wholesome and I like her," Mark defended.

"So what are you trying to say?"

"That I am not like those men that you are talking about," he explained.

"Maybe you're just gay," Guila chuckled.

Mark bursts out laughing, "That's the greatest joke I've ever heard."

She looked at him with serious expression and said, "You're weird."

"You too..." he looks at Guila imitating her expression and tone. They suddenly both laughed together like crazy. Mark tried to calm himself but every time he tries, Guila laughs. The unstoppable and unexplainable laugh last for a minute or two. When there was silence, Mark popped up a question, "So you're single and you... haven't been umm...?" Mark waves his hand trying to gesture what he could not say.

"What?"

"A word that is synonymous with gender."

"Come on, say it."

"I'm also a wholesome person."

Guila laughed so hard. "Come on just try to say it."

"Just answer my question," Mark seriously said.

"Definitely I am single," Guila finally answered.

"How about the answer to the second question?"

"Second question? I only heard one."

"About the synonym of gender."

"Why do you want to know? That's a too personal question."

"SO, just forget it."

There was silence... After few minutes, Guila confessed, "Nothing happened between me and Gareth. Before Gareth, I met this man named Drake. You may think that I'm cheesy but he's the first man whom I truly loved and gave my whole heart to. I gave up my virginity only to find out the next morning that he is gay. We were drunk that night so that is basically the reason why the sex thing happened."

"You got a sad story right there huh."

"Haha! No way! I am just joking. Hello, like duh! I will not tell my sex experience to anyone of course. As what I have said, I don't trust you."  

Mark just shook off his head.

"You know what? I don't find it gorgeous for men to have that filthy mustache and beard."

"Outside look is not important, it's the inside," he drank the remaining liquor in his bottle.

"Still I hate mustache and beard. Where's your bathroom?" Guila asked.

"Just go through that door, that's the comfort room," Mark directed her.

Guila went into the bathroom and looked for shaving cream and razor. She quickly headed out with those. She rushed beside Mark and he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Just trust me."

"How can I trust you, if you can't trust me?"

"Just behave ok!"

Like being hypnotized, Mark stopped from talking and Guila started putting shaving cream onto Mark's face.

"I want you to be clean, ok."

Guila gently shaved Mark's hair from the chin to the jaw line. Suddenly she stopped.

Her right hand is holding the razor while the left is tenderly holding Mark's neck.

Guila looked at Mark's lips which were pinkish and luscious and she got the feel of kissing him.

Mark was paralyzed upon feeling the soothing touches of Guila around his neck.

He looked at Guila's lips and suddenly kissed her softly.

The razor dropped on the floor, she kissed him back.

The kiss started soft until it became hard and harsh.

They were so drunk and wet.

Mark began unzipping Guila's dress from the back. He gently lingers his fingers from her neck to the spine reaching her behind.

Guila ruthlessly unbuttoned Mark's shirt and throw it away excitedly.

She then severely kissed him from the lips to the chest until she reaches his pants. She took off his pants and his underwear.

Mark then pulled Guila up onto him and kissed her abrasively. He took off her dress and threw it accidentally into the fire.

On the floor, they were lying, kissing so hard, intensely feeling the heat of each other's body.

Mark pulled down her lingerie and again accidentally threw it away into the fire. Without any clue, Guila liked the pleasure of sex. He was gently touching her and she was moaning, "Oh yeah." She was apparently turned on.

The real sexual intercourse began; he's on top of her, holding her two hands while feeling the breath of each other. She was groaning and so he asked, "Are you hurt or something?"

"No, I like it much. Just push harder."

She holds his hands tighter and felt his fast heart beats. They were truly out of their mind. They temporarily forgot their personal issues and just enjoying the warm bodies of each other.

Indeed, they had a satisfying and delightful sexual intercourse experience that night but when they woke up,

the thing...

becomes...

a nightmare.