Catherine
Soft and warm.
Those were my first impression of my first kiss with Ricardo.
My first kiss with the man I loved.
The very first man I had ever loved.
People would probably think of me weird because I just got my first kiss on eighteen.
I didn’t care.
I had waited for so long. To get my first kiss with Ricardo. I’d always hoped Ricardo would have all my firsts. This was what I had been dreaming about. Not just kissing; even hugging and holding hands I wanted to do them with Ricardo.
I was happy. Ecstatic. Ricardo gave all of that to me. My feelings for him got stronger and stronger every day.
I made up my mind.
I wanted Ricardo. Just him. Nobody else.
We were heading back to his car. Ricardo continued holding my hands. Not a single word came out of his mouth. I was still shocked by his action.
What did Ricardo think about it? Was he happy too? Or the kiss didn’t mean a single thing to him?
I wanted to ask him so many things but the words left unspoken.
Even until we reached his car, Ricardo didn’t speak to me. Did he regret it? Please say something, Richie.
Our way home was too silent for my liking. No words left our mouths. Usually, we would talk about a lot of things, something, anything, joking with each other. But now…
We were like a complete strangers.
Even until we reached my home.
I hated this situation. I could feel my tears were ready to explode again. I needed to get out of here before he could see them again. “Um, thank you for today, Richie. See you later,” I quickly said and was about to grab the knob until he suddenly grabbed my arm. Stopping me.
“Wait, Cathy.” I didn’t turn to him. I was scared he would see my tears. I was scared to see his eyes. “Cathy, look at me,” he demanded. I shook my head. “Kitty Cat…” Drumroll immediately. He was so unfair. He knew better that if he called me like that, I couldn’t run away from him.
Slowly turning my body to him, I looked into his eyes. Please don’t laugh at me. Please don’t be mad at me.
“I’m sorry.” Huh? Wait a minute. A sorry? What? “I wasn’t supposed to do that. I kissed you without any of your concern. It’s just,” he paused. Looking away like he was nervous to continue. Ricardo? Nervous? That’s new. “You look so beautiful and I just…want to kiss you. I know I shouldn’t be saying this when you’re not my girlfriend. Or maybe you’re in love with someone. Now I feel guilty and feel like an ass,” he explained. Oh, if only he knew.
“It’s okay. I’m…happy,” I said while lowering my head. I was positive my face was heavily blushing now. I didn’t dare to look at him.
“Really? I mean, that was your first kiss, right?” How did he even know that?
I couldn’t answer him. I was too shy to say something so I only nodded.
Ricardo sighed. Great, was he going to laugh at me? “This is why I feel more guilty. I’ve stolen your precious moment.” What? Why did he have to think like that? I just said that I was happy, right?
“Richie, you don’t need to feel guilty. I don’t blame you. I’m happy because…you’re my first kiss,” I clarified. I needed to let it all out so he wouldn’t blame himself again.
“Really? Even though I’m not the man you love?” Oh, jeez. Ricardo was so slow. Oh, well.
“Yes. As a matter of fact, maybe I should be proud because I have you as my first kiss,” I teased.
“Hey! What the hell?!” he asked while laughing. Automatically made me laugh too. Finally!
Well, it was okay if he hadn’t realized my feeling now. I would say it at the right time.
“Well then, you should go inside now. I don’t want to face your father’s wrath.”
“Okay. Thank you for today, Richie.”
“My pleasure, Kitty Cat.”