He's Not Gay

Chapter 19: On His Bed

My head hurts as fuck, as well as my body. My eyes hurts as well as the sun shines directly on my face. I wanted to open it but it's too lazy to do so. I can feel myself being on top of bed but something is not right. I want to move and check but my body feels so heavy. My heart throbs like I am in a marathon when I feel a little movement on my belly. It didn't came from me, it's someone from my behind, and that fact make me want to jump from where I am lying. With all my strength, I open my eyes.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed as I forced my body from laying down to sitting because of what I see.

T-This place is....

"Fuck me!" I cussed again when I felt an undeniable pain that's coming from between of my thighs.

I removed the arm that's originally hugging my body when I woke up and fell on my lap when I sat down. Gusto kong umiyak sa sobrang sakit ng iba't ibang parte ng katawan ko nang para bang sumabak ako sa bugbugan. As far as I remember, I never ran into some trouble last night. W-Wait, this place.... How did I get in here? I was at the nightclub, wasn't I? Why am I....

Agad akong napatingin sa likod ko at gan'on na lang ang gulat ko nang makita ko ang isang lalaking tanging kumot lang ang nagtatakip sa katawan.

"A-Aaron???!" I called out his name in flabbergasted.

He slightly moved and after seconds, he slowly opened his eyes. Our confuse gazes met, literally asking each other with just our eyes. It is him who broke the eye contact first as his stare fell on my body. His eyebrows furrowed and I got more confused. My eyes pierced him who aren't looking at me before I followed his wherever he's staring at.

"Sh-Shit!" I whizzed as I pulled the blanket to cover my naked body.

What really happened? Did we just....

"Why are you naked?" he asked confusedly while staring at my body.

"Why are we naked?" I asked back mad. "Why am I here, Aaron?"

"What?" gulong-gulo na tanong niya saka umupo sa kama.

Tiningnan niya ang parte ng katawan niyang natatakpan ng kumot bago mahinang napamura. I watched his reaction. Ibinaba niya ang mga paa niya sa kabilang gilid ng kama saka napasabunot sa buhok niya. He looks like he's having too much of a headache.

"Did... Did we do that?" tanong niya na hindi ko nasagot.

Wala ba talaga siyang maalala? Hindi niya alam kung ano ang ginagawa namin sa iisang kama? Sa loob ng kuwarto niya? H-Hindi niya maalala? Kasi ako... w-wala talaga. Hindi ko alam kung paano at bakit ako nandito. Hindi ko alam kung bakit siya ang kasama ko. Wala... Wala namang nangyari sa amin, hindi ba?

"A-Are you serious?" I scoffed but my voice cracked when I tried to laugh to what he just asked.

Tumingin naman siya sa akin nang mukha pa ring naguguluhan sa nangyayari. Dahan-dahan akong tumayo habang hawak pa rin ang kumot. I am okay, I could... I could just ignore it, but damn, it really hurts. I tried my hardest just to hide my face that's obviously expressing a painful reaction from what I am feeling and bit my lower lip. I composed myself by standing straightly before I decided to face him again. He's scanning me from head-to-toe. Kahit na may kumot na hindi tuluyang naglalantad ng katawan ko, feeling ko, tumatagos 'yung pagtitig niya. He's not fantasizing my body, he's analyzing it.

"Alam naman nating pareho na h-hindi mo kayang gawin sa akin ang bagay na 'yon," I said as I sneer.

I pulled away from staring back into his eyes. It's too intimidating and I am afraid of what will he be thinking the next. Ayaw kong isipin niyang nagsisinungaling ako kasi hindi ako makatingin sa mga mata niya. It's just that - I don't know. Maybe, it's for the best.