All Chapters of FATED REJECTION: BOUNDED BY LOVE, DIVIDED BY FATE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Avery's POV "You've got that right!" Amelia said. I rolled my eyes because in truth, the reason why I wanted to go was because Flair was going to be there. Maybe this was my chance for him to finally notice me. I really needed him to be around me.A crooked smile appeared on my face as I stretched my hand forward to reach for the water.Jameson passed it to me. "I didn't ask you for any help! Did I? Please learn to keep your hands to yourself," I said in a low voice."Okay," Jameson said and took his hand up, signaling that he was going to leave me alone."You know what? See you later, love," he said, causing me to feel irritated before he left."That was too harsh. What's the matter? You seem really bitter," Amelia said."Why do you seem shocked? I mean, it's totally normal. It's not like I like him," I said, causing Amelia to lean closer. I thought that she wanted to tease me, but she ended up saying,"If you say so."After eating, I suggested that we go back to our dorms, but Ameli

Avery's POV"Please excuse me," I said, excusing myself from the table to the restroom, taking my bag with me."Okay, hon," Amelia said. She didn't even turn to gaze at me. It was funny how she pretended like she didn't have any feelings for Flair because she didn't want me to know.I briskly walked towards the bathroom and opened the door abruptly before standing in front of it.Gazing at my reflection in the mirror, I gritted my teeth in anger."How can my best friend not tell me about her love interest with Flair? Wait, that shouldn't even be the question! Why would my best friend fall in love with my crush?" I asked myself while gazing at the mirror.I heard the toilet flush, and my eyes immediately widened in shock. "Oh my God, there's someone here," I whispered to myself before running into the empty toilet to hide there because I didn't want the person in the restroom with me to see me.After the person left, I finally had the courage to step out of the restroom."That was clos

Avery's POV "You don't like it?" I asked. Naomi shook her head and said in a low voice, "That's not the case; it's just that I've been working for so long, trying to meet up with my bills, and I don't know if it's safe to say that this is the only time that I've had to myself for some time now..." She said, but something in her words didn't add up. "What do you mean by this is the only time? What happened to the place I met you in? Weren't you having fun there?" I asked. I mean, the restaurant was a five-star restaurant, a place that I wouldn't even imagine or think of going to if it wasn't for Jameson. Now, I think I have messed up everything. Not like I care, but the kind of satisfaction that I thought I'd feel from it isn't what I felt at all. Instead, I felt like a complete villain. Amelia didn't really care how it made me feel, and her behavior towards me made me feel even worse. We are best friends, and I expected her to be there for me, but on days when I need a

Avery's POV"I don't want to look too desperate," I said and kept my phoneNext day.I woke up, feeling a little weak.The first thing that I could even think of was to check my phone for any text message.I slept back and went back to my phone. I did it over 5 times, not caring about my surroundings."Okay! What's the matter? Why have you been checking your phone since you woke up?" Amelia asked. I was stunned. "When did you get here?" I asked, recalling that she wasn't in the room when I fell asleep.I swallowed, waiting for her to respond, "Around 2, I guess. You were fast asleep," she said.I wasn't worried about her whereabouts sometimes because she usually used to take some odd jobs, and outside that, she liked to party and have fun sometimes that she kept late nights."Okay," I responded. This was how it used to be for the both of us. We don't usually get so angry with ourselves.Most times, if we're angry, we quickly forget that we're angry and start talking again because we'

Avery's PerspectiveIt was blinding sunlight streaming through the dorm window, exposing the disorder within my mind as it revealed every corner of the room. Amelia left early to grab some coffee before her morning class. God, how I envied that kind of life: yearning after something or someone, but being totally weightied down with confusion.I rolled onto my back, staring up at the ceiling. No matter how else I tried to think, Jameson kept creeping into my thoughts, his words from yesterday repeating in my head. "I'm not giving up, Avery. Not on us." I groaned, going through my tangled hair with my fingers. Why couldn't I just stop thinking about him? Pulling myself out of the bed and deciding that I could not spend the day moping over my thoughts, I just made an exit before a prolonged stay in the dorm would drive me nuts. Grabbed my phone, threw on a pair of jeans and a sweater, then went outside. The crisp morning air hit me as I stepped outside and, for a moment, felt an inkli