Adam's Apple Sinks the Ship

Currently playing : "No Man's Woman" by Sinead O'Connor

I was 14 years old (3rd year high) when I met Adam. He's half-american who grew up in Kansas City and was brought here when he was 13 after his father died. He goes to a different school. But we became friends when he courted my bestfriend's sister.

We got along very well and Adam would frequently meet me after school and we'd go anywhere anytime. It was pure teen clean fun then since we're not yet introduced to liquors or any bises, going home beyond our curfew was the worsest offense we can commit those times. Adam would sometimes sleep in the house since we're living in the same neighborhood. And during weekends he will just go home to take a shower, change clothes, grabbed some grocery from their stockroom and we'll spend so many hours playing computer games all day and all night if we have nowhere to go.

I was able to keep one of the notes he scribbled on my Values Education notebook;

There's a blue ship and the red ship, but nothing beats our friendship. Keep your cool, keep your fire! I''m all yours all the time!

Adam has a rumored girlfriend named Monalisa, but according to him, there's nothing serious going on between them. They're just up for sex. Another rumor has it that Adam is a wanker, and that he already had an experience with gay/s. These rumors did not affect me at all or with the way I look at him. I was all but a passive bystander and I think it has nothing to do with our friendship -I just thought.

Until one day... uhnn... one morning. I woke up on my side facing Adam's chest. I'm already used waking up in this position or with both of his legs on top of me, but I feel something different this time, I literally feel something in my chest -he's having a hard-on. I tried to get back to sleep but I'm totally disturbed on what I just found out. Hello??? I'm human! I tried to turn on my back but I'm already locked up with his right leg on my side and his arm on my neck. This time, I can feel that he's moving closer and my face is already swamped on his chest. The only way that I can move back is to move down, but isn't it the wrong way? What was I'm thinking? I tried to let go by pulling down my upper body, and the effect was sliding down to his pelvis. Resist temptation, F! And I stopped. Now my face on his stomach. Just right there when I stopped, I can now feel Adam's body moving up, until his got his crotch right just into my face. I was supposed to be the snake in the Garden of Eden, but seems like Adam just offered me something that I couldn't resist, his apple. And I love apple!

I know what exactly happened that morning was purely sexual, it was all spontaneous and we're unable to resist the urge. But right after we realized that we've done something, I got up right away and locked myself inside the bathroom until he left. He got back after dinner, but I became totally cold. Maybe I was just guilty or so. I refused to talk to him. I can't even look at him straight in the eye. I would use the school's backgate everytime I see him outside the campus and take the other way home. I avoided him until I found out that he went back to Kansas the following year.

2 years later, I saw him at a pageant night where a common friend joined the contest. We were on the same row, just seats apart, he's with Monalisa. After the program, while meeting and greeting Rhea for winning the first runner-up title, our eyes accidentally meet and we 're just like strangers to each other. That was the last time that I saw him. I heard he went back to Kansas for good and got married.