Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
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 
to mine, molds his warm had hummed through my entire body, 
to my toes. 
the memory fades and about lastnight.” me. 
are you doing to me Ley?” The first go and made him do what 
to do. 
want you to make me forget.” It was not was mine. I remember feeling cruel world. Ashley. I figured that out after I helped rotten eggs in the ninth grade.” How could we had fallen back out now? 
out 

he was when he asked me but I was 
gotten confused. No done 
to make love to the decision and never regretted telling him that ready. Ready 
feel you Blake. Inside And he did take me then, 
felt to 
loved eachother, connected 
than bliss, until I see myself beside my enter the cafeteria. “Are you me the entire day?” His voice is behind close another surface. Anger, I 
“Leave me alone and don’t image of me leaving him there fades pain. “I really wish I you one last starts beating fast, pound, pound. “I 
back behind his piercing scream. 
Distress. Anguish. 
Heartache. 
felt myself call out and is 
Where is this? 
was inside a house, that much I could middle of the doorway looking outside. A pulls up. 
my hands lift to rest on shocked. I am pregnant.Not ring on my head when I hear feeling is strong as Blake me with a happy smile on his and I see a golden brings me into his arms. “I miss you placing a palm belly. I felt a kick, then two, right where Blake’s palm lay. “He’s kicking a lot. A troublemaker like his dad.” I hear myself speak up. It’s weird as if it’s happening now, but I have no control over myself as I see myself in my own point of view. 

“Or he knows when his dad is home.” He laughs and 
bends down to kiss me. Love and adoration pouring out. 
Was this our future? Was I seeing our future? I feel a sudden pull, like being wrenched away. I was being pulled from the memory. I didn’t want to leave. The love I felt for both Blake and our unborn child, I wanted to feel it forever. I wanted to stay in this moment of bliss forever. 
Wait not yet. Don’t go yet. It feels like an echo as I plead to stay in this vision. 
Darkness. Beep. Beep. Beep. 
Pain. My eyelids felt like they were weighted by anvils. 
There’s something inside my nose. It’s giving me air, oxygen. I needed to move. I force my brain to work, until I could feel my fingers shift. One then two until all were 
moving. 
My eyelids still felt heavy but I forced them to open. They flutter until they open fully. I cheered until I felt the sting of the light burn my eyes. 
Groaning lowly I blinked quickly to adjust my eyes to the light. When I felt that my eyes weren’t a*saulted by the glare of the light I turned to the right. Instantly I feel my heartbeat quicken upon seeing Blake beside me. On a bed, hooked up to an IV. He grunts shifting until his eyes fluttered open. He must’ve felt my eyes on him because he quickly snaps his head towards me. Tears blurred his vision and I was sure mine were the same. He gives me a teary smile. “I knew you’d pull through. You’re my fighter girl.” He croaks out and reaches his hand out for mine. 
We were close enough to have our fingers touch. 
“Always.” I croaked out, feeling the tears soak the pillowcase beneath my face.