First Installment for the MAYHEM series
"Innocence was never meant to be addictive."
Addiction has been a part of Kyson Montenegro's nature, and women, in particular have always been his favorite obsession. Being the lead singer in a band has its pe...
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Nagising ako sa amoy ng kape. Nalilito akong napatingin sa kisame ko habang inaalala ko kung paano ako nakarating sa kama ko kagabi. And then a cabinet closed in the kitchen, and I shot up out of bed. Just before I went into full-blown panic, last night came back to me as my sleepy mind began to catch up with the rest of me.
Kyson. He had been there. I'd fallen asleep in his arms. Spinning around, I looked down at my bed, but the other side didn't look like it had been slept on. The covers were much neater than they normally were, but the other pillow was still unused.
Dali-dali akong nagpunta ng banyo para mag-toothbrush at magsuklay ng buhok bago ako pumuntang kusina para harapin siya. Pero hindi naman importante sa akin kung anong itsura ko kapag kaharap ko siya.
Kagabi ay tahimik lamang siya noong bumalik ako sa living room nang nakapalit na ng damit. I didn't have to ask him to know if he had been rethinking things.
I had to reassure him that this changed nothing and that we could still be friends. I wouldn't act weird and get upset over him dating his slew of women.
But for my sanity, I could not allow what we did last night to happen again. It had been . . . It had been the most . . . There were no words for what that had been.
Quietly, I made my way into the kitchen and stopped and watched him as he poured a cup and started fixing it the way I liked it. At least he didn't look like a man who was about to stop being my friend. Had he stayed there all night? On the sofa maybe?
"Good morning," I said, hating the sleepy sound still clinging to my voice.
Kyson jerked his head around then slowly let his gaze drift down my body and back up again. He had seen me in my oversize T-shirt and boxers last night. He picked up the cup in front of him and brought it to me.
"Morning," bati niya pabalik nang may ngiti sa labi.
At least he didn't look like scared runaway Kyson.
"Ginawahan kita ng kape," sabi niya habang kinukuha ko ang baso mula sa kanya.
"Salamat."
He stood there close to me even after I took the cup and we stared at each other. He was the pro at this kind of thing. I had no idea what I was supposed to say. So I waited.
