Pricked!

Currently playing: "Hella Good" by No Doubt

I treated Ricky as my bestfriend since childhood. We live next to each other with only 4-feet high wall dividing our houselots. We go to the same school from daycare to elementary school, always in the same section. Our family used to go to the same church every Sunday and both our moms decided to give us the same Math tutor every Saturday. We're like twins born separately. I can say that I spent most of my growing up years seeing him than my sister. But he was sent to Cebu after grade six and went back home after highschool graduation.

When I saw Ricky, I realized that we're already grown-ups. He's now a hunky teenager while he'd teased me that I'm more feminine. Ricky told me the real reason why he was sent to Cebu. He found out that he's an adopted (I knew about it but it was a forbidden secret in the family) and his biological mom requested him to spend highschool with her. Ricky lived an independent liberated life in Cebu while I was left embracing the provincial life in Davao.

As what he used to do when we were kids, Ricky spend most of his time hanging out in our house. Now we're learning how to slip beers and bottles of liquors in our knapsacks after-school and tried out cigarette smoking. We would drink inside my room and listen to NU 107 or watch MTV until we pass-out. We were 1st year in college then, I worked as a part-time fastfood crew while he look after their bakeshoppe. There are times when I get home late and find him already sleeping in my room.

One night we were drinking with some other friends at a nearby convenience store, I got terribly wasted and asked Ricky to send me home. Ricky put me to bed and decided to take a nap before he goes back to the place. Ricky knows how to take care of me everytime I get drunk. He would fix me a coffee if we're drinking beers, or buy me a pint of vanilla ice cream if we take hard drinks. Then he would stuck a menthol candy in my mouth when I lie down. But this time, Ricky doesn't have any other candy except for the one that he had in his mouth.

"Oh... I forgot!", as if he forgot the most important part of our ritual.

"Never mind."

"Here.", Ricky lied on top of me sticking out the candy from his mouth.

I know he was just kidding but I was seriously craving for some candy. I stretched my neck to reach it with my lips but the next thing I know is we're sucking each other's tongue and biting each other's lips playfully. I can no longer remember who's got the candy now. We rolled on the bed and he took off his shirt. I tried to roll away from him but I'm stucked between his thighs helding me back on top of him and I landed on his chest. And the room became so quiet I can only hear the two of us breathing. And our friendship for 15 years was set to be ruined forever that night.