Avery’s pov

The bile burns my throat as I retch into the sink, the rancid taste and smell alone makes me vomit even more.

Tears burn in my eyes as I grab the counter, my knees feeling weak. I opened the faucet, shaking as I spit out the horrid taste that lingered in my mouth.

“Last night,” Melissa voice reaches me as she leaned against the doorframe. “Did you fuck him?”

I looked over at her in surprise. “What?”

She steps into the bathroom, her eyes glancing down at the sink bowl in disgust. “Better question is….have you been fucking?”

My brows furrowed and I glared. “What the hell Melissa? I’m here barfing my guts out and you’re asking me if I’m fucking or not?” I spat, cupping my hand under the running pipe and pushing the water in my mouth to rinse.

“Well it’s two days in a row you’ve been throwing up, and you’ve been eating like a cow for a week. It could be stress…” she snorted. “Or could be-

I straightened, turning to scowl at her. “Not that it’s any of your business but I am not fucking anyone.”

her nails and looking unbothered. “I’m

that? Drop the friendly act Melissa, we both

her chest. “Ouch. You’ve been bitchy too. Wouldn’t surprise me

my drawer if you want some.” Her words are taunting over

last words were like a jab that still echoed in my head but I try my best to ignore them. It’s not like what she said

I had slept with anyone, my temples begin to

a deep breath, my head spinning and I gripped the countertop harder, scared that I’d fall.

Groans of pleasure under me. His voice.

gone, leaving me bewildered. I opened my eyes, catching my reflection in the mirror. It was

His….

my head. This cannot be possible. I must be

Why did it feel so real? His lips on mine, whispering my name in

This was impossible, this brief flash

I bit into my lower lip, my fingers shaking. Was I that obsessed with Xade that my mind

ago. My mind was so consumed with everything other than studies that

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