All Chapters of Only Regrets: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Next day, after waking up in the morning and getting ready for class, when I and Emily reach the school corridor, we see that there is a notice pasted there on the board. “What is this?” I knit my brows and turn my face to Emily. “This must be a section notice. Our new academic year has started, so our sections must have changed now,” she retorts. Letting a gasp come out, I nod my head. That means now I'm no longer in the same section as Emily. “Let's see,” I say. As I walk near the notice board, my eyes start searching for my name in the list. I grin as I find my name. “Emily, I'm in section C,” I shout as I try to find her in the crowd. “And I'm in section A.” She approaches me. I knew that we were going to part. “Okay, meet you at lunchtime.” I wish her a goodbye and emerge towards my class. I'm already late. I hope the teacher will not punish me on the very first day of my senior year of high school. As I reach and ask for the permission of the teacher to enter the

Turning off the lights of the dorm room, I lay in my bed. Emily is spending the night with her boyfriend at his place; I'm all alone, lost in the thoughts of Aiden and Ethan. I'm just worrying about how am I going to save myself from that Ethan? How am I going to solve the problem Ethan has caused for me? How will I do everything all alone? How will I manage to make Aiden count on me? And how will I manage to make Ethan give up on me? How will I do that? Gasping the air out of my mouth, my eyes land on the ring I wear 24/7, the diamond ring Aiden gave me the day he confessed his feelings to me. I still remember that day. The memories of that day wash over me. I was reading a book, like I always do, and all of a sudden Aiden's text popped on my phone screen. Hearing the buzzing sound of my phone, I anticipated that it was Aiden. I ran towards my phone as if my life depended on it. I was rejecting him again and again for continuously three months, because I was always afraid of r

I caress Aiden's hair, my mind swirling with thoughts of Ethan. How am I going to tell Aiden about him? Just then, my phone starts ringing, pulling me back to reality. “Aiden, excuse me!” Standing up from the sofa, I place Aiden's head on the sofa gently, and make my way to his balcony to find privacy to pick up the call. “Hello,” I say, picking up the call without glancing at the phone screen. “Hey…Belle, it's Max,” the manly voice comes from the other side. My lips spread in a wide grin. Max is Emily's boyfriend and my good friend—a well wisher to me. He is the only guy who didn't propose to me even after being friends with me, because he loves Emily. Maybe that's why I have faith in him. “How are you?” I ask, my voice softens. “I'm good. Actually, I wanted to ask you about Emily. She's not responding to my calls and messages for a few days,” he retorts, his voice sounding tense. “But wasn't she with you last night?” I ask, my mind swirling with thoughts of Emily's depart

“Belle…” Ethan's voice passes through my ears. Why am I hearing that? I open my eyes swiftly and witness him hovering over me. He is flashing a bitter smirk. My brows furrow envisioning him here in my room, on my bed, above me. A cold shiver runs through my body. “Why are you here?” I ask, my voice a mix of astonishment and terror. He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear, a tingling sensation running through my nerves, anticipating the next outcome. He's dangerously close to me. “To make love with you,” he says, cutting to the chase. His voice is playful and warm. Wait! What? Why? I don't want to make love with anyone. Is he serious? He begins to undress me, his movements slow and steady. He removes everything from my body. I've thrown caution to the wind. Why am I not resisting him? What has happened to me? Am I an idiot? Do something, Belle. At last when he throws my bra away, he starts licking my tender nipples. My pulse quickens, my heart throbbing in my ches

“Belle…” Max's voice catches me guard off. I glance up into his eyes and flash a warm smile. “Hi! Take a seat,” I insist, as I recall that I have to talk to him about Emily's patch up with Jason. My feet are getting cold now. He takes a seat in front of me, where Ethan was sitting a few minutes ago. “What are you doing here? Date?” he asks, his brows furrow swiftly. I chuckle and shake my head. “No. I was just here to meet someone. Not a date. My boyfriend is not in the right state of condition to go on a date. He bumped into an accident,” I explain, gasping the air out of my mouth. “Oh, I see,” he says, nodding his head. I need to tell him about Emily. I'm feeling nervous now. How do I hit the nail on the head? I decided to bite the bullet and cut to the chase. “Max. I want to talk to you about something. About Emily,” I say, feeling a pit in my stomach. “Yeah, I also want to talk about her. Neither she attends my calls nor replies to my texts. What has happened to her?”