My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) by Demiah13
Chapter 93

My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) Chapter 93

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.”

She shrugged, cleaning her nails and looking unbothered. “I’m just looking out for you-

I snorted. “Looking out for me? Are you sure about that? Drop the friendly act Melissa, we both know you don’t care about me.”

She faked a gasp, lifting her hand to press against her chest. “Ouch. You’ve been bitchy too. Wouldn’t surprise me if you actually were pregnant. You have all the symptoms.” She mocked and turns around to leave.

“I have some breath mints in my drawer if you want some.” Her words are taunting over her shoulder.

I glared at her until she disappeared, her 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 could possibly be true. I have never slept with anyone….it wasn’t possible to be pregnant….

As I try to recollect if I had slept with anyone, my temples begin to throb and I wince, pressing my finger on them to ease.

I took in a deep breath, my head spinning and I gripped the countertop harder, scared that I’d fall. As my eyes clench tightly a flash comes into my head.

Dark. My fingers running over smooth skin. Groans of pleasure under me. His voice. “V,” he moaned in pleasure.

Just as quick as the flash came, it was gone, leaving me bewildered. I opened my eyes, catching my reflection in the mirror. It was Xade’s voice. His moan.

His….

I shook my head. This cannot be possible. I must be losing it.

Why does this feel like a memory? Why did it feel so real? His lips on mine, whispering my name in a breathy moan.

I shook my head once more and opened the faucet, splashing water on my face. This was impossible, this brief flash of whatever that pushed into my head. I must be going mad.

Yet goosebumps rise on my skin as I hear an echo of his voice brushing my ears. I bit into my lower lip, my fingers shaking. Was I that obsessed with Xade that my mind had conjured up fake memories of us together?

Xade was still a mystery and I didn’t know him before a week or two ago. My mind was so consumed with everything other than studies that couldn’t even remember how many days or weeks I knew him.

I sighed, washed my face one last time, and got out of the bathroom to head to the room where Melissa is back on her laptop, watching porn. I ignored her and rummaged through my closet to get ready for the gym.

Any doubts if I should go or not moves out of my head. I needed to see him today. Not sure why. But I craved to see him.

He will get bored of you, you know.”

I looked over my shoulder as I throw my hoodie over my head. She lifts her eyes from her laptop and stared at me hard with disgust. “You’re not what guys like him go for…you’re too bland.”

I smiled. She’s jealous. I can see it swimming in her eyes, the dark emotion that will drown her in her very own sorrow. I don’t feel sorry for her.

“And yet,” I move my eyes off her as I make my way to the door. “He chose me,” I said over my shoulder cockily.