Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 111

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.

you drenched with rotten eggs.” My younger self chuckles.” Come on ley, let’s go to my place so I can help you clean up.” “Ley “I felt myself

an odd state 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

dream. I groan, clutching my bead as if it would stop the pain. But it

they even do this to me Blake? I had done nothing wrong.” She cries as my younger sell helps

your head

the younger version of Ley and I heard me, their head snapped in my direction where I was

been here before. I was familiar

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

I wasn’t. Instead I felt drawn to it somehow. My body, my mind, my legs had a mind of it’s own as I moved

emerge with color. Confused and intrigued, my footsteps now became a slight jog. And suddenly there are voices coming from the colored circle which doesn’t look like a small dot anymore. “I stink”

to the circle I could make out the younger version of Ley. And she was looking directly at me. Strange. I lift my hands staring at the image of Ley with eggs drenched

I do open them back up, it’s not dark anymore. And when my eyes peer down, I am now staring at Ley. She sat down on the bathroom countertop, hair and face messy as she stared at me

her and I’m shocked to find my younger self staring at me through the mirror. I wasn’t looking on the sidelines anymore, no, I

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

so beautiful

Strange how I could no longer control my own actions but see everything from my younger self point of view.

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