Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 112

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.

“Sorry, it’s not everyday I see 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 whisper. The young girl was Ley. How could I not realize especially with the small figure and cute pout?

Was I in 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 could feel the warm air and hear the birds chirp just like in the memory or dream Ji was like I was in two places at once.

My brad pounded trying to differentiate between reality and a dream. I groan, clutching my bead as if it would stop the pain. But it didn’t, it only got worse. I could feel hands shaking me but I’m already out of it

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

your head Ley,

snapped in my direction where I was lurking. And

no it feels like I‘ve been here before. I was familiar with the feeling. I’m walking through the darkness. I was literally walking through my mind. Or was

were to shout, my voice would definitely echo. Then like a flicker of light, I spot a small dot of white up

felt afraid but I wasn‘t. Instead I felt drawn to it somehow. My body, my mind, my legs had a mind

like a small dot anymore. “I stink” The familiar girl, Ley

hands 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 sucked

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 with

eyes darted behind her and I’m shocked to find my younger self staring at me through the mirror. I

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 home looking like this. My mom and dad

beautiful and easy

everything from my younger self point of view. “You don’t stink

her face. I sniffed. “Okay maybe you do.” I leased, sweeping the rag over her soft

lips working into a cute little

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