LAST KISS

CHAPTER 20: SURPRING BLAST 3

"Ughhh! I can't believe they're here for my Birthday!"

"Well, You didn't book the entire club that's why they're here!" Brandon answered her with a giggle. Caitlyn just shrugged her shoulders. I started to feel nauseous again, maybe because I wasn't feeling good before we start the shots so I stood up and decided to go to the restroom having no balance.

Good thing Brandon caught me right away. But before I could move and tell them where I am going, I glanced in time to see Becca pulls Kris into a passionate kiss and immediately look away. I saw Becca's showing her devilish grin again in the corner of her lips while staring at me, Kris looked back and see me staring at them.

"I-I need to go to the restroom"

"I will go with you and take you there." Brandon offered me. But I refused.

"I can still walk there Brandon, I'll be right back. But if ever I can't come back in 10 minutes, will you find me?"

I smiled at him even though I was in pain so I easily left them all to go up to CR because my stomach and heart were really upset.

When came inside the restroom, I could not stop puking. I was sick and at the same time, I am sobbing at the lavatory. I don’t know if I cried because of my nausea or I wept because of the discomfort I observed when I saw Kris kissing Becca.

Is he no long-drawn on his cognizance or does he just really admire Becca. I get so confused about everything. Why does he want to see me hurt like this?

But I only know one thing and confirm, I was tormented by what I witnessed.

I thought I would never be shaken by how I feel about Kris and Becca that I see them like that. I thought I was drunk, but why? Why am I still hurting like this?

I could not help but squat on the tiled floor cr and cried out loud,

here I can express my resentment that I can not do outside because they are all there especially Brandon.

Yes, I am jealous.

I'm already in so much pain that I want to tear my heart out of it in my chest just so I don't get hurt. I could not understand why I was hurting like this.

How dare you, Kris!

I slowly whispered to myself. I looked at myself in the mirror and washed even though there were still grains of tears forming in my eyes.

I also gargled from the running water of the faucet to eliminate the nasty smell and taste from that crazy puke I've made.

Confirmed! I'm drunk.

But I can't understand why even though I know my whole body is very drunk, Why can't it still forget the pain and how I feel about Kris.

I came out with comfort room like a bull, waking in a zigzagged and wigwagged. My head hurts and my chest tightens too much. I can't breathe.

I was about to faint and collapse to the floor when suddenly I felt someone holds my arm. I glanced around to see Kris holding my arm preventing me from falling. He is blurry in my eyes but enough for me to recognize his face.

Son of a ---

It's him again and again! Is Becca here too? Because I will tweak her even if my vision is not clear. I swear!

Son of a ---

It's him again and again! Is Becca here too? Because I will tweak her even if my vision is not clear. I swear!

"Margie, you're so drunk!"

I laughed at his reaction when I saw him and the next thing I heard is a crispy laugh as I looked at him.

"Are you following me?" I am pointing at him while saying that. He held me by the waist tightly. I don't know exactly what I'm doing.

I feel like a child who can't move properly and can't get out of his arms.

"Get off me bastard!" I pushed him away from me but my strength was not enough to keep him away. When I pushed him real hard, I should've fallen again but his hand is fleeting in gripping my waist as fast as he catches their ball on the field when playing football.

He clung tightly to me and pierced me against the wall. I was suddenly startled.

Our bodies are too close to each other, too close even though I am drunk I can feel the heat in his chest.

He was sweating in front of me even though the Club was air-conditioned.

I was also sweating and my whole cheek was burning.

I laughed suddenly, I could not stop myself from laughing while staring into his eyes. His face was so close to me that I could feel his breathing from his nose.

"Will you kiss me too?" I laughed.

"Shut up or I will kiss you, Margie. I am dying to kiss your lips so don't provoke me!!"

Damn! He is trying to threaten me but I wasn't moved.

I laughed at him again, I don't know but I laughed at his reaction even though I couldn't see him very well because my visions were spinning in drunkenness.

"f**k off i***t!" I pointed at him and tried to get rid of him.

"You're drunk! Why are you acting like that! " He screamed at me. I didn't answer and still tried to escape as he cornered me on the wall.

"What! Get-off me!" I tried to untie his arms locked to the wall, his face was too close to me.

He stared at me with many questions and he seemed mad. I don't know anymore what I am doing but there is something that gives weight on my chest and all I can hear is my heartbeat, and my conscience that is the drive of something until I no longer comprehend what I am doing, I just lost my mind for a short while and when I get back my awareness, I am already kissing Kris.

His lips are responding to my kiss, it's moving and owning every layer of it. That soft biting I can still feel makes me feel he was so thirsty for more and for quite a long time. My lips parted when I felt hot tears dripping from my eyes closed down to my cheeks.

I pushed him away from me again.

"Get off me!" I continued shouting at him resisting his hand from my waist and the wall.

"Why did you just kiss me?" Kris asked me. I looked him in the eye.

he said angrily to me, I could no longer restrain myself but to cry. I felt again the pain I had been suppressing before. I thought it was over, not yet.

"You!" I suddenly shouted at her face.

"what?"

"You are my problem, Kris!" I can no longer control how I feel, my chest tightens and I can not tell him properly what I want to say because I just had consistent hiccups.

I can't stop my hiccups and my chest hurts a lot. And even though I can no longer breathe I still want to speak.

"You're my p-problem! K-you just had a K-kiss with B-Becca. (Hiccup) then now (hiccup) if you act (hiccup) you seem to care about how I feel .-- Kris DON'T MAKE ME SUFFER like this! (hiccup) because the pain I feel is enough! " I cried in his arms and sat on the floor because I had no more strength.

"Margie, get up you make me worry so much! There's nothing between us with Becca, I loved you! I can explain everything!"

"You loved me?" I cried another question while the hiccup was still intact. "You're crazy Kris! Are you kidding me? What do you think of me? An Option that it's okay with me that you feel the same way about us? Are you even thinking?" I continued while sobbing.

"--What do you think of me that it's okay for you to hang out (hiccup) with Becca (hiccup) then you kiss her (hiccup) then I will say (hiccup) Oh Geez! Kris! (hiccup) I'm fine! " I continued and didn’t give him a chance to talk. He wanted to hug me but I did not budge.

"It's different from what you say, (hiccup)and what you said was from your heart! " I still continue. My tears are intolerable from little sobbing became more substantial and I could no longer control myself to burst out as if when I stopped, I could not breathe because my chest was so tight.

"Margie stop it! You're just drunk!"

"Yes, but I am conscious and I still feel the pain! You are a bastard Kris! How I wish I haven't met you-- Damn you, Kris! Damn you!" I hit him on the head and he avoided me completely. I'm still yelling but this time I'm really weak. My vision is getting blurred and my vision is whirling.

"K-kris .." I just whispered because I no longer have the strength to move even my fists, I have trouble exhaling.

"M-Margie"

"Kris-- You're a Son of a b***h! ---" After that, I no longer remember what a heavy thing is inside my chest that makes my body unable to breathe and I slowly I felt my eyes darken and I fainted.