Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 112

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Blake’s pov I looked at her, the eggs slowly drenching her hair and face. Why does this feel so familiar? She glares at me. “Thanks I needed that extra protein.”

Those words.

Extra protein. I frown.

“Blake, don’t laugh.” An innocent voice whines. The voice sounds oddly familiar and as if belonging to a child. I stared at Ley in shock. Was I losing my mind? Was I the only one who heard it?

I looked at Ashley, her brows pinched in worry, eyes scanning my face in confusion. Had she not heard it? I was about to word out my thoughts when Ashley’s face suddenly is replaced by a younger version of herself.

Suddenly a sharp pain pierces my temples and my heart races. I groan and brought my hand to clutch at my pounding head. It felt like someone was continuously hitting my skull with a hammer. Not pleasant to say the least. “Why are you crying Ley?” The voice was oddly familiar. Is this me?

I clenched my eyes shut and as soon as I did, there was a vision of a young girl and boy beside a willow tree. The girl sat underneath the tree whilst the boy crouched down before her. It was like a movie playing in my very own head.I stood a little distance away from them, looking on. It felt odd and strange.

I was finally losing it.

I could spot that lean lanky figure anywhere. One I had fed with enough protein and exercise enough to gain muscle. That young boy that’s crouched down before the young girl was me.

so I can help you clean up.” “Ley “I felt myself whisper. The young girl was Ley.

of hallucination or a lucid dream? I could feel my ass on the cold tile of the balchen so I was not out of it yet, but yet I could feel the warm air and hear the birds chirp just

my bead as if it would stop the pain. But it didn’t, it only got worse. I could feel hands shaking

do this to me Blake? I had done

to your head

of Ley and I heard me, their head snapped in my direction where I was lurking. And just like that I felt myself

was familiar

voice would definitely echo. Then like a flicker of light, I spot a small dot of white up ahead.

afraid but I wasn’t. Instead I felt drawn to it somehow. My body, my mind, my legs

jog. And suddenly there are voices coming from the colored circle which doesn’t look like a

staring at the image of Ley with eggs drenched on her hair and face. As soon as my finger touches the circle I feel a strong pull and I’m

down, I am now staring

my younger self staring at me through the mirror.

hear her let out a breath and I draw my eyes back to her cute pouty face. “I stink of rotten eges, I can’t possibly go

always so beautiful and easy to

my younger self point of view. “You don’t stink Ley.” I laughed while opening the faucet and welled the rag in my

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