Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 72

Pain. That’s all I felt, slicing through my entire body like  shockwaves. This wasn’t regular pain but excruciating. I  wanted it to stop, I wanted it all to stop.

I hear voices, unfamiliar calling out to me. They tell me  to stay with them but I feel myself slipping away. Pain. I  was in too much pain. My heart hurts, my body feels  numb. I can’t move.

I felt like I was floating, not on water but high above the  sky. It felt like how I imagined a baby bird learning to fly  for the first time.

Was I dying?

I couldn’t tell. If I was, why does it feel so peaceful? Why  do I want to stay? Why aren’t I fighting to go back to my  family? Had I had too much?

I could see nothing, plain, white, blank. Why is there  nothing? Is this what they call the light? Heaven?

I feel it then. A powerful electric force on my chest. My  heart tries, I feel it. My chest lifts, my eyes and mouth  stay shut.

I want to scream, I want to tell them that they should  leave me. I was in peace.

But was I really? I was alone, there was no Blake. No  Arden, no mom or dad, no Ryan, Rosalie or Liam. There  was no uncle Luke, Noel or aunt Rose. There was  nothing. I was alone.

There it goes again another zap to my chest. It feels  uncomfortable, like a magnet hitting metal. My chest

lifts again as I hear them speak. Angels? No it couldn’t  be.

Perhaps I wasn’t really dead yet, I was in between. That’s  when I hear him as I succumb to the feeling of loneliness.  His voice, the one I love, Blake, he was there.

You better fight for us Ley.

I’m not leaving you.

Come back to us Ley, come back to me.

I need you. We need you.

I love you.

It was like an echo. One I heard over and over until a new  feeling envelopes me. I needed to fight. I can’t stay here,  it was not my time yet. I needed to go back to my family,  I needed to go back to Blake.

Clear. The voice is clearer now as I feel the electric  feeling on my chest again. It goes straight to my heart, a  small pound, then two, three.

Fight Ley.

Four, five.

She’s coming back! A man’s voice shouts.

Were they talking about me? Did I do it? Did I fight? I

certainly hope so, I don’t want to disappoint anyone.

The white fades, it’s blurry at first but then images, no,

memories bombard my mind. “Now Ley, aren’t you a bit

too innocent for these books?” He had smirked at me

then in a mocking way but I could see the hidden desire.

Why hadn’t I noticed it before?

The memory moves and another pops up. “I told you I’d

catch you.” He smiled down at me.

The memory fades and is replaced with the image of

face close to mine, he

his and molds his warm lips

hummed through

to my toes. Our

fades and another resurfaces. “I

lastnight.” He

me.

are you doing to me Ley?” The first time I

go and made him do what we both wanted

to do.

to make me forget.” It was not his voice

I remember feeling safe

the cruel world. From

you Ashley. I always have. To

I figured that out after

rotten eggs in the

have seen that we had fallen way too

back out now?

take you out on a date.” I remember

nervous he was when he

had gotten confused. No doubt

done

want me to make love to you?”

and never regretted telling him that

Ready for

Blake. Inside me taking what

he did

felt to be

loved eachother, connected as one. It

bliss, it was

fades until I see myself beside

cafeteria. “Are

the entire day?” His voice is behind me,

form close

surface. Anger, I had

alone

him there fades and is

before me, face in pain. “I really wish I

you one last time before

heart starts beating fast, pound, pound. “I love

eyes rolled back behind his head and

piercing scream. It’s

Distress. Anguish.

Heartache.

I felt myself call out in the

vanishes and is

Where is this?

house, that much I could tell.

of the doorway looking outside. A

pulls up.

rest on my belly. Round. I

I’m shocked. I am pregnant.Not only

is a diamond ring on my finger.I

I hear a

feeling is strong as Blake

happy smile on his face. My

golden band

me into his arms. “I miss you baby. How’s

He asked, placing a palm on my