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AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Fourteen.
AMELIA. “You don't have any other choice. I asked for what I asked, and it's Dylan I want. You have just one week to bring him here. I don't know how you want to do it, and I don't care how you both get here. But if Dylan is not here in a week, be ready for your secrets to be revealed.”Her words kept coming on and off in my head. It's been two days since the witch threatened me. I've been a ghost of myself ever since then; I can't even recognize myself anymore. I've been going to school, but I've not been going. Cause my mind was always on what the witch said, I've also not been able to look Dylan in the face ever since this incident. It was like I did something really wrong to him when in reality, he was the one who did something bad to me. In all honesty, if I knew that the witch wanted something like this from me, I would have told her not to worry. I would have said to her that I was fine with the way that I looked. Now, I was burdened with the thought that my life would be a
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-12AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Fifteen.
VALERIE. I could not help the anger I felt at just the thought of that bitch. I didn't know why, but she honestly just made me feel angry. She got on my nerves, and it annoyed me. The fact that somebody like her could get a reaction out of me, I didn't like it. I watched her from where I was sitting down in the cafeteria. She was talking happily with her new friend, the new transfer student. I didn't want to see her with anyone. Everyone knew not to mess with me, so they didn't talk to her. Even though I've been seeing some students speak to her ever since her body glowed up, I couldn't deny that it ticked me off. I couldn't control what these students did, but the fact that they were getting out of my control scared me. I won't admit this to anybody but myself, of course. It scared me that she might actually be taking the power I had back then, which is why I was going to make her life a living hell to regain what power that is rightfully mine!It could be through making the ne
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-14AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Sixteen.
VALERIE. “Who do we have here?” I asked, looking at my friends.“I guesssss, it's our little pitiful fatso and her new found friend, riii??” Zenya answered, taking a seat at their table. I could hear the silence that took over the hall the minute we stepped into their space. I wasn't about to allow Amelia to have the last word here. “So, I can see that you have a new best friend now? What happened to Dylan? Did he abandon you? Not coming to the rescue like he always did, hmm?” I asked her, trying to rub more salt on her wound to increase the pain she felt.I knew for sure that she had seen Dylan's diary. I've seen it for a while now, and the thought alone made me smile. I knew that she kind of had something for Dylan. It was only normal considering how close they were and the way he always helped her. I saw it in her eyes, the way she looked and smiled at him whenever he's around.Dylan was there for her all the time; for someone who got bullied a lot, she sought affection from the
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-14AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Seventeen.
DYLAN. My spirit had left my body ever since the day it happened. I didn't know how I managed to mess it up; I didn't mean to. I was planning on telling her everything. I planned to confess my feelings and then ask her to be my girlfriend officially but I fucked up things. She fucking had to see it before I could get rid of the page! I don't know any other explanation about the universe being fucked up than that. I wonder why it was when I decided I needed to tell her that she saw it, and everything fell apart. I miss her so much. I miss her so much that it hurts. I want her; that's all I do. I don't know how I've been keeping myself from going to talk to her these last few days. I probably knew that it was a bad idea. I felt so guilty and fucked up. And I have to go through the torture of seeing her every day; it's driving me insane. The thought of not being able to have her to myself the way I did previously, not exactly exclusively, but we had our moments, and I cherished i
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-15AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Eighteen.
AMELIA. “I keep telling you that you didn't have to do that,” I said to Ava as we walked to Econ. “Do what?” She asked, pretending she didn't know what I was talking about. “Come on, Ava. That got you in the bad books of the baddest bitch in the school.” I said, looking at her to make my point. “You mean the bitchiest bitch?” Ava corrected, and I rolled my eyes. “You have such a sharp mouth. But for real, on a more serious note. They are going to like to have a mark on you now. They will frustrate you and almost make you regret coming to this school.” I told her, and she stopped. I stopped, too, to look at her. “Why did you stop?” I asked her, and she turned to me. “Amelia, you're human, I'm human, and they are human too. I know there is a hierarchy in almost every school we attend, but that does not mean we should be treated like animals for that reason. And they were not even bullying you because you were on that lower food chain; they were bullying you because you were fat,
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-16AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Nineteen.
DYLAN. After a lot of thoughts and reluctance. I finally decided to approach Amelia today, I just couldn't stay away. I thought I could, but I can't and it makes me crazy. I was prepared for anything actually. I won't be surprised if she decides to not talk to me, or ignore me while walking off. It'll hurt, but after everything I did to her. I deserved so much and more. So, I'm in front of her Arts class right now. I'm not an artistic person, so I don't have any reason to be in this class, I've been watching her from the entrance of the class for the last thirty minutes. I just stood there, watching her. There was no way I could leave without actually talking to her as my foot were stuck to the ground. Maybe I should check myself out, maybe I was actually tied to her. That's a very weird thought, but I'll take anything that makes sense at this point. Finally, after the whole thirty minutes, the class was finally over. I saw the teacher approaching me and I tried to duck but she
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-16AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Twenty.
AMELIA. “Is it okay to say that I want you back.” He said sharply. Like he didn't think about it before he said it. I'm shocked and surprised at his outburst. Honestly, I didn't think he would say this to me. Or even say anything about this issue, but here I was. Sitting down and listening to him tell me that he wanted me back. As his friend? Because the phrase he used was mainly used for when two lovers broke up. He wants me back? If I wasn't smart enough, I would have interpreted it into something else. But I was smart, so I wasn't going to act like an idiot. “Look at me Amelia.” He said and I didn't want to. I would melt if I did, I didn't want to. “Amelia, look at me.” He said slowly and softly that I couldn't help but bend to his will. “What do you want from me, Dylan?” I asked him. “I want you.” He repeated and I rolled my eyes, not wanting to hear that term again. “Stop saying you want me, we both know who you want and that we used to be friends. You're not in any pos
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-18AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Twenty One.
AMELIA. As I lay on my back, my body suddenly jerked upright. My eyes snapped open wide with panic. I was choking. At first, it was just a faint construction to my throat, but within seconds, it tightened into a vice-like grip. My airway was closing, and I couldn't breathe. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy. As if weighed down by an invisible force. My hands flailed wildly, grasping for something—anything to cling to. My face contorted in agony, my skin turning a deep shade of crimson. My eyes bulged, and my mouth opened in a quiet scream. I tried to cough, but it was a weak, ineffective sound. My lungs were burning, desperate for oxygen. My chest heaved, but it was a futile effort. The room began to blur, and my vision tunnelled; I felt myself being pulled down to a suffocating abyss. I could hear noises, but they were all in my head; I imagined it. But the pain was real; I didn't understand what was wrong as I gripped my neck, desperate to breathe. I just wanted to
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AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Forty Five.
AMELIA. The past few weeks has been filled with different things. I've been trying my best to keep up with the way things has been going between Dylan and I, it was lovely, the chase, the thrill. Everything gave me a new found high, but at the same time, it was stressful. Stressful in the sense that, I was scared. Scared that something bad would happen that would make Dylan betray me again, I just wanted things to continue the way they were going. In a very sweet and simple way. But I knew this universe was more fucked up than that, the universe needed to feed off our sadness. It wasn't possible for a situation to continue being the same. We just finished taking Econ class and Ava was seeing the teacher, I told her to meet me at the cafeteria when she was done. But I wanted to make one stop at the restroom first. Dylan wasn't in class today and that made me uncomfortable. On my way to the restroom I pulled out my phone, and texted him quickly. Amelia: Hey, are you okay? I aske
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Forty Four.
AMELIA. “Let me go, you fucking asshole.” I don’t recognize my deep voice and the throatiness of it. I sound like I’m really in danger. And maybe I am. The only problem is that I want it. Deep in the darkness of my chest, I fucking need it. Slap! I gasp as the sting registers on my face. He just…slapped me and…I’m wet. Holy fuck. I’m really insane. “Run your mouth again and I’ll fuck you raw in the ass.” He grabs my chin with his calloused fingers and shakes me, and I swear I’m dripping into my shorts. I stop fighting for a second and he uses the time to release my wrists, grab my hair, and ram me against the stairs. I yelp and my hands shoot for him in a mad act of defense, but it’s too late. He’s already ripping at my shorts. I kick my legs in the air, fighting with everything I have. I fight like I’ve never fought before until I actually believe that I want out of this, that this isn’t something I already agreed to by not saying that damn word. Even in my madness, my strengt
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Forty Three.
AMELIA. Dylan. The one who’s currently cutting off my air supply while looming from behind me is none other than Dylan. I’d intended to kick and claw, to yell at him so he’d let go, but not only is he confiscating most of my oxygen by grabbing my throat, he’s also yanked both of my wrists behind my back and imprisoned them. My phone has clattered to the ground and the flashlight outlines dark shadows. Mine and his. We’re gigantic on the wall across from us, like some beasts coming out at night to let their instincts loose. If it were anyone else, they would’ve panicked at being immobilized in the dark by someone who might as well be a stranger. And while that feeling bleeds into my bloodstream, it’s not the only one. It’s not even the prominent one. The temptation I’ve been escaping my entire life burns inside me, resurrecting and rising from the ashes like a phoenix. “Dy…lan…” I manage through the small air opening he’s allowing me. And I know he is allowing it, because if he
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Forty Two
AMELIA. “Mum, it's fine. You can leave, I'm not a kid anymore.” I told my mum for the upteenth time. She's always like this anytime she's leaving the house, especially when dad is not around. “I worry, you've been kind of withdrawn lately and I don't know what's wrong.” She said, touching my cheeks and my heart starts beating fast. Does she know about the choking sound I make each night? Does she know about the nightmares I have? That would bother her more, or did she know about Dylan?“Mum, I'm fine. It's just school stress really, I promise.” I told her and she looks at me for a while. “You do know that you can tell me anything right?” She asked me and I nodded. “Of course mum, I know. You'll be late for the show, come on.” I told her and hugged her. “You're my priority, I don't care about anything else, you're all I care about you know. So if you're not okay, I can ditch the show.” She told me, patting my hair from behind. “Mum, I promise you, I'm fine. Okay?” I told her an
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Forty One.
DYLAN. My teammate licks his lips. “She reminds me of those thick porn actresses. Do you think she makes those erotic-asfuck noises like them?” In my mind, I’m jumping across the table, grabbing him by the neck, then bashing his head against the floor. I really wasn't okay with hearing him speak that way about Amelia. But I had to keep my cool. Once, twice, until blood oozes from a crack in his forehead. Then I go on until he loses some of his teeth and starts wailing like a fucking bitch. In reality, I remain still. I don’t even reach for my drink. Any change in my body language will betray my thoughts. I’ve learned not only to conceal my emotions but also to never allow anyone to read them. Thinking about inflicting violence, imagining the whole scene and its repercussions, is what helps me to cope. Not now, though. His words still ring in my head. The fact that he’s picturing Amelia in a porn scenario and fucking stereotyping about it burns hot in my veins. I need payback be
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Forty.
DYLAN.Coming to The Grill used to be normal. In here, I’m the center of attention and I also enjoy the mindlessness of it. The feelings that reach me from everyone around me are a much-needed distraction from my ominous ones. Coming from my background and being my grandparents’ favorite charity case has forced me to turn off my ability to feel. Or rather, to stop relating to others and only watch them from a clinical view. When I’m with my group of friends, I can decompress by observing them and letting their emotions wash over me. Like Damon, for instance. He’s loud, crude, and only thinks about getting his dick wet and being drafted into the NFL. He’s currently telling the girls his famous story of when he killed a bear with his dad. And while I’d usually relisten to his ego-retelling and even encourage him to go on, I’m in no mood for anything. Correction. I’m in the mood for kidnapping Amelia and chasing her. Or fucking her against the hood of her car—or mine. But that’s not
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Thirty Nine.
AMELIA. Goddamn it. Stop ogling his lips. Just when I’m about to pull away from him, an annoying voice filters in our direction.“If it isn’t Amelia.” I push Dylan away as Valerie and her minions and a few others from their exclusive club saunter by us. Damn it. Damn it. The last thing I want is to be seen in Dylan’s company by this band of thieves. They’ll never let me live it down and will make a whole big case about how he’s out of my league and blah, blah, blah. “Val,” Dylan greets her with ease. But at least he’s not trying to touch me. She raises her brows at me. “You aim big.” “Don’t you have some people to torture or make their lives miserable?” She smiles. “Maybe.” “Yours included, Amelia,” One of her minions screeches. “Go take a hike, Bee.” “It’s Bree!” Valerie inches toward me and whispers so only I can hear her, “Careful what you get yourself into. You never know what happens in dark corners.” My breath hitches as she saunters away, followed by her clique. Oh m
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Thirty Eight.
AMELIA. Something is off. Me. I’m off. Ever since Dylan had his tongue and fingers in and all over my most sensitive part, it’s like I’m an entirely different person. Because I want it to continue. No. I actually want another scene like in that room where I’ll be on the receiving end this time. Or maybe it can start like in the forest and end like just now. I still have him in the palm of my hands so I can ask for it, I think so… I frantically shake my head. What the hell is wrong with me? Is there some loose screw in there? Instead of finally leaving me alone, Dylan exits the locker room first, saying he’ll wait for me outside. He leaves me panting and hornier than when he first walked in. It takes everything in me to put on jeans and throw on a shirt and my leather jacket before I go out. The late afternoon chill assaults my sensitive skin as I head to the parking lot. Sure enough, Dylan is waiting in front of his Tesla. With Ava. I hurry toward them, my cheeks about to ca
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Thirty Seven.
AMELIA. "Because it’s you.” “That’s not an answer.” I retorted.“It’s a perfectly adequate one.” “I just can’t wrap my mind around the fact that you want all this depravity with me when you have the entire campus at your beck and call.” my voice trembled as I spoke softly.“The entire campus don’t make me horny as fuck after a newbie blowjob. You do. Also, the entire campus don't make me hard as fuck when I look at them. So how about you step down from your high and mighty tower and come down to my level?” Dylan smirked, amusement in his gaze as his eyes hovered me.“So I can service you?” I arched an eyebrow.“Among other things.” “In an alternative reality, maybe.” I scoffed.“You don’t mean that.” “I totally do. Does hearing me say 'NO' to you bruises your superstar ego?” “This isn’t about my ego, it’s about yours.” “Oh, give me a break.” I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms.“It’s true.” “Are you telling me that if I say no, you’ll leave me alone?” “No.” “There. Your ego
