Some Stories I Might Have Written

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I'm a sucker for love. Always been the hopeless romantic type of girl; someone who dreams of roses and chocolates, movie dates, and of course, an 'and they live happily ever after'.

Sure, I was old enough to find a guy to date, heck I was even ready for marriage. But my beliefs were ruined. I remember that night full of mistakes and regrets. A total nightmare.

"Hey," someone approached me and to my surprise it's you, my crush for some months now.

I checked my phone to see what time is it. 23:11. I closed my eyes and uttered something before looking back at you.

"Hey?"

"It's weird seeing you in a bar," you chuckled.

"Oh well, there's always a first time for everything," I retorted back.

"Right, right. T'was just really weird," you commented.

"Am I really a goody-old-shoes to you?" I asked.

"No," you let out a hearty laugh. "More like an innocent but fierce smart girl."

"Well, thank you. I'll take that as a compliment," I smiled then.

"That's a compliment," you smiled back.

We talked for like hours. And I knew I was getting drunk. I started mumbling random words from the books I've read. I even remembered myself saying "aloha mora" when we were about to enter a door.

"Cute," you uttered. But maybe in the back of your mind, you're thinking how silly I am.

"Baby, let me fulfill your dreams tonight," that's the last thing I heard from you before your luscious lips touched mine. it was my first kiss. I didn't know how I managed to survive. It felt like I was losing my breath.

Then your lips left mine. It travelled to my sensitive ears, down to my neck. i was giggling because of the sensation it gives me. My vision was blurry but I sensed how every piece of clothing we had have fled in different parts of the room. I felt my back relaxed as it reached the soft fabric of the bed.

"What on earth are yo—" my litany was cut as i felt you caressing my mounds. It was the first time I let someone touch me this intimate.

"Sshhh baby, it'll be the best night. I promise," you said and kissed my lips again.

I didn't know what exactly happened coz I was overwhelmed by everything that I blacked out.

The next morning, a warm embrace and a peck on my cheeks wake me up.

"Good morning, baby," you greeted.

I was in daze. I can feel my body tremble as I recollect my memories from the night. I saw remnants of what happened. For someone who believed in the sacred of marriage, what happened was horrifying.

"Hey, are you alright? It still hurts?" you asked me.

But no words escaped my mouth. I silently cried. You hugged me saying it was alright, that you're ready for commitment, you're ready for me. So I believed you.

But months later, you suddenly acted so cold. You ignored all my messages and calls. So when we met at the park, I asked you what was wrong.

"Nothing," you said. But I know deep inside that there is. So I speak up.

"Let's just end this. You can't even look at me. It's been days since you acted that way. I don't know anymore," I walked out.

I thought I was going to be okay. But later that night, I regret everything. So I messaged you. But to no avail, you only left it on seen. So every night, I sent a 23:11 text. I know I was a fool. But can you blame me? You made me a fool for you.