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(ZIGGY'S POV)
An hour later, after I left the village hall.
"Good evening. Is Ziggy there?" It was Dina; I knew she had too much to ask about the situation, and she was one of Cloe's best friends. She was probably here to explain Cloe's side, but I'm not ready to talk to anything and anyone. I don't regret what I've done, but maybe I should have heard Cloe's reason first before making such an imbecile move; on the contrary, could she have any other reason to kiss a guy if it's not her boyfriend?
"I'm sorry, Dina, he already went back to Bohol as soon as he came home from the gym. He gets his things and rushes off. I don't even know what happened."
"Yes, something actually happened at the gym. Anyway, thank you, Tita, I should go."
As soon as Dina left, my aunt approached me. I'm hiding behind the wall in the next room. "She left." said my aunt.
"Thanks, Tita."
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It was past six am. I offered to cook breakfast for my cousins while my aunt went out to the market. I heard the wailing sound of an ambulance siren passing in and out of the Village. It looks like it's picking up a patient from the inner side of the village.
Suddenly, my aunt arrives in a hurry to get inside. "I'm glad you're already awake. I have some not-so-good but important news to tell you."
"Tita, wait, please come down; take a breath first before you tell me." I pull the chair and assist her to sit before I get a glass of drinking water to calm her down. " Here, drink this first."
She takes a gulp and breathes. She looks at me, ready to convey the news that she possibly heard from the market or perhaps on her way home.
"Zig, I think Cloe needs you now." There's a hint of worry on her face.
"Why? What happened?" Her words make me feel haphazardly anxious.
"Her mom rushed to the hospital not so long ago, and Cloe was alone with her."
"Thanks, Tita, for letting me know. I don't care what happened last night, but I don't want to leave her alone, especially in a moment like this. I know she needs me."
I did not wait for another minute. I made a quick self-cleaning and changed my clothes, then right away proceeded to the hospital.
I'm making my way to the information counter when I spot Cloe sitting in the waiting lounge. She looks tired and stressed, yet beautiful as usual. Slowly, I try to walk towards her, yet stop. I'm a bit hesitant and still thinking about how to approach her, considering everything that happened. I know it might be awkward, yet I don't care.
I take a deep breath, waiting a few more seconds to gain my confidence, when her phone rings. She takes it out of her bag and answers the call.
"Hello, Bree ... Yes, I'm fine, don't worry ... uh-huh? ... hmm ... really? ... okay... Don't worry, I understand, bye ... yes, love you too." She puts her phone back in the bag, lays her head on the chair backboard, and closes her eyes.
After I heard Cloe reply, 'love you' while talking with Bree on the phone, my heart suffered anguish. So his name is Bree, and now it's confirmed that he is Cloe's boyfriend. Did she really forget me that simply? However, I am also aware that I fall short in our relationship. I am to blame too.
Still, that won't hinder me from being at her side at this moment, since, as I can understand from her phone conversation, Bree can't accompany her at this time; she will be alone, and she needs her best friend at least.
A doctor came out of the emergency room and approached her. She stood up and gave the doctor a handshake.
"Miss Gargante, I'm sorry if I didn't talk about your mother's situation beforehand. It's her personal request. Your mother is worried about you. She wants to believe that she will be fine for you, but the truth is she's not, and it's hard for us to promise that she will be. She's been suffering from colon cancer for a year now, and at the time, it's on stage four."
I began to step forward when I noticed Cloe fainting after hearing what the doctors said. She was about to collapse when, at the perfect time, I reached out and caught her.
The doctor advised me to bring Cloe to the room assigned for her mom and let her wait and rest there since it will take more hours to do the test and the patient needs to stay in an emergency room for a while. I agree with the doctor and put Cloe in a wheelchair.
She's still unconscious when we reach the room. On the door is written in the name of Cloe's mom and her doctor.
Once inside, I gently lay her on the couch. It is an air-conditioned private room. Of course, they can afford it since their family has insurance, aside from receiving an ample amount of pension from her late dad.
As I carefully carried her, her simple and baby-like powdery scent that I missed so much reached my nostrils, making me long for her. I drew closer to her face so that I could feel her breath. I want to kiss her, if only she's still mine. I shake off my thoughts. ' Just behave, Zig. Don't do another crazy thing. Remember you're here as her best friend and not her lover.'
I'm about to stand up, bring myself away from her, to stop longing, of course. When abruptly, she pulls me towards her, and in a perfect serendipity moment, I flop my body above her. She slightly opens her eyes and closes them again when he whispers. "Zig?"
Uh-oh, her sweet, breathy voice sounds so sexy, provoking my virility. I'm slightly embarrassed when I can feel myself growing big and hard, pressed between our bodies, and she smiles with one lip upturned. Did she just smirk? I'm sure she can feel mine getting rigid unwittingly.
"Zig?" There she goes again with her eyes closed. Why did she keep on calling my name and not Bree? My gaze is fixed on her lips while she calls my name. The pale lips she had a while ago turn red, full, and sensuous together with her cheeks. If she's not only asleep, I can say that she's becoming conscious and blushing. I don't know what kind of evil spirit came over me that I forgot everything and kissed her, and am I taking advantage of her this way? She's unconscious. Why did I do this? I can't stop.
I didn't expect it, but did she just kiss me back? Now I can feel her hands starting to embrace me. She's awake, and she's aware. Again, I don't want to take advantage of the situation, but I want her; no, I need her now, more than before. I can't just give her to Bree, especially now that I can feel her longing for me too. She will be mine and just mine. I deepen our kiss, and she joins me; I can hear the usual moans that she used to respond with when I kiss her neck down to her bosom. I loosen her bra and let my tongue reach her nipples. Her moans grow louder, especially as I run my lips, brushing down to her navel until the most sensitive part of femininity, under her skirt.
"Ziiig," She calls my name again, prolonging it this time, and she finally opens her eyes full of passion, and her breaths are deep; her mouth is gaping as I slowly thrust myself inside her. It's painfully warm and soft, so tight that it slightly hurts but so damn good. I moan together with her soft, sexy whimpers until our blood rises, reaching that incredible, unexplainable feeling of satisfaction while sharing the love as we come together.
I slowly pull myself back, and it's all stained in sticky pale red mixed with my jizz. I notice her glance at me without saying a word. I look and smile at her while she's covering herself. She didn't look at me, and she's avoiding my gaze. She tried to stand up and flinched.
"Cloe, are you okay? Is it painful?" I hold her arms, planning to assist her, but she pulls her hands away from me.
She forces herself to stand up. Trudging to the toilet, she walks unnaturally; maybe it really hurts her.
I lean on the toilet wall after I hear her whining from inside, followed by her continuous sobbing. Hearing her cry hurts me. This is supposed to be the happiest moment for us. Did I betray her trust? I promised to take care of her and save her virginity until the right day, but is it because of my insecurities and jealousy towards Bree that I did this to her? I know I'm giving her a terrible headache at this moment; she got a boyfriend, but what did I do? Instead of helping her in her low time, now I'm adding more to her dilemma.