My Best Friend Stole My Royal Boyfriend

Chapter 12

“Are you okay?” Abigail asks, drawing my attention back

to her. Her eyes are filled with curiosity as she waits for me to

answer her.

Did she notice something? Was I indeed that obvious?

But when have I never been?

“‘Yes, why do you ask?”

She quirks a brow, “maybe it‘s because you‘re staring at

Adam and Lizzie with a look of vengeance on your face. I

thought that look would have been directed at Bryan and

Aria; I must say I‘m surprised that it‘s for those two instead.

While your ex–boyfriend can‘t stop looking your way, your

eyes have been glued to the forbidden dark prince. I‘m

surprised, that‘s all.”

i blush at her words, “|– uh...”

What did I tell her? And what did she mean by Bryan

couldn‘t stop looking my way? I didn‘t notice him looking at

me, but it‘s not like I was paying attention to him to know

whether that was true or not.

“You don‘t have to tell me if you don‘t want to.” She

cuts me off. I loved this about Abigail; she never tried to force

me to tell her anything. Aria was never like that; she always ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

insisted that I told her everything about my life even when I

wasn‘t comfortable talking about certain things. I should

stop comparing the two of them; they were both different in

Yet

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shouts and ducks her head when the teacher looks at us.

“I know, I don‘t know why I did it,” I whisper when she

stops looking our way. “I just lost control over my body;

couldn‘t stop myself last night even if I wanted to.”

“How are you not intimidated by him? I would be scared

out of my mind to follow any one of his kind out into the

woods all by myself. I know they haven‘t exactly tried to take

over the world as yet, but it‘s still written in the prophecy.”

Of course, the stupid prophecy that will never come

true. Why was that even written in the first place?

“That‘s not all,” I tell her.

Her eyebrows raise in shock, “I can‘t possibly think what

could top this.”

I take a deep breath before I begin to try to explain what

happened. “I sort off... Well, it‘s a long story, but the night

ended with me kissing his bare chest. He took off his shirt in

front of me, and the first thing I did was kiss him there. !

know I‘m crazy, and I honestly think that I‘m losing my damn

mind, but I did it, and I feel like it‘s the worst thing that!

could have possibly done yesterday.”

Abigail drops the juice she was drinking and spills it all

over the table, She quickly cleaned it up before it could mess

up our books or before the teacher could notice us again!

was already not her favorite student; I think I wasn’t any

teacher‘s favorite student since I couldn‘t create fire; I made

something like that. Scratch that; there is no way you‘re

INSANE enough to do that.”

I wish that were the case, but clearly, I should stick a

paper on my forehead that called me crazy so that people

would stay far away from me.

“It‘s up to you to believe me or not, but that‘s what

happened. I haven‘t been able to sleep since last night. I

can‘t get over it. I don‘t understand what made me do

something so crazy either. It was like I had no control over

my body.”

Abigail‘s eyes are wide, and it‘s a wonder how they

haven‘t popped out of her head as yet.

“I can‘t believe this.” she whispers, “you‘ve always been

this innocent girl that never broke the rules. Then Bryan

breaks your heart, and it‘s like you‘ve snapped into this bad

bitch. Which isn‘t a bad thing, so you don‘t have to look that

way. But wait, what was his reaction after you made such a

bold move?”

I sigh as I remember the way he shouted for me to leave

last night. From the stories I‘ve heard about Adam, he‘s

usually the type to welcome a woman into his bed quite

easily. I can‘t tell if the rumors are accurate however, it could

just be stories from the many girls that have always wanted

just a taste of him.

The ringing of the bell snaps me out of my thoughts. I

can‘t help but watch Adam and Lizzie walk out of the

can‘t help but watch Adam and Lizzie walk out of the

classroom. They are perfect for each other; they match in

every way possible, even in the way that they both walked.

She is the kind of woman everyone would expect to be

Adam‘s girlfriend, not someone like me.

“Let‘s get something to eat,” Abigail says as she senses

my foul mood. I follow her out into the cafeteria; after

collecting our food in the trays, we walk towards the first

empty tables that we see.

“So,” she says after taking her first bite. “Are you going

to continue the story? I hope I‘m not making you

uncomfortable; you don‘t have to tell me unless you want

1. to. I just want to make that clear to you. However, I am

excited to know the rest of the story. I don‘t think I‘ll ever

know what it‘s like to have such an eventful night with a dark

whisperer.”

My cheeks are red now, but before I can respond, I see

footsteps heading our way. Part of me wishes that it was

Adam, but I know that it would be impossible. Adam hasn‘t

looked at me once since I entered the cafeteria. Lizzie has

had his full attention ever since she caught him looking at

me earlier. He‘s finally started avoiding me, and I can‘t blame

him. What I did yesterday was unforgivable and not

forgetting, insane,

I‘m just grateful that he didn‘t tell anyone in school, at

least as yet. If he‘d done that, there would have been a lot of

I‘m just grateful that he didn‘t tell anyone in school, at least as yet. If he‘d done that, there would have been a lot of

comments being sent my way. But none of that was happening so far. Everyone was too busy admiring the lovely

couple even to look my way, which should be a good thing,

except I am not happy in the least.

Why would he even bother about me? I was clearly

irrelevant in his life. He would be preoccupied now that his

ex–girlfriend was back in his life. And I still wasn‘t even sure if

she was still his ex or if they were back together.

Someone clears their throat, reminding me of where !

was. Still in the cafeteria, dreaming about Adam.

I‘m surprised to see Bryan, well, not all that surprised. I

did see footsteps coming towards me earlier.

“Why are you here, Bryan?”

“I just want to talk to you.” He says. “I saw you go into

the woods last night... And I‘m not sure what time you

came back out, but I did notice Adam returning... I just want

to make sure that nothing happened to you out there.”

I want to laugh at his bogus concern. Why was he

pretending to care about me now? Why now, out of all the

days we cared about each other? I‘m sorry, all the days!

cared for him. I didn‘t believe that he was finally growing a

conscience.

“What I do or don‘t do from now on should not be your

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snap.

What did I have to do to get this guy to leave me alone?

Why couldn‘t he see that it wasn‘t his place to worry about

me anymore or, in this case, pretend to worry about me.

He rubs his face in frustration, “how can this not concern me when I still care for you?” he demands. “I‘m

allowed to care for you, aren‘t I? I‘m not heartless, Amiera.

Adam is a f*****g dangerous guy; I don‘t think you should

ever have anything to do with him. You‘re smarter than that.

I understand that you may be trying to get back at me for

everything I’ve done for you. But don‘t you think that you‘re

overdoing it now? I mean, if you needed to get back at me,

couldn‘t you choose a less dangerous guy than Adam? Pick

anyone else. Just don‘t destroy your life by entertaining

someone like him.”

My eyes shoot up to him in annoyance. Out of everyone

to see me following Adam into the woods, why did it have to

be him? And why does he think that I‘m doing this to get

back at him? Did he really believe that everything was about

him? Could he not see that I was trying my best to limit any

sort of physical contact between the two of us?

I‘m about to express my annoyance with him when

someone joins us.

My lips part when I see Adam standing to the side of me,

much closer than Bryan.

His tongue is against his cheek, and I don‘t know how to

him? Could he not see that I was trying my best to limit any

sort of physical contact between the two of us?

I‘m about to express my annoyance with him when

someone joins us.

My lips part when I see Adam standing to the side of me,

much closer than Bryan.

His tongue is against his cheek, and I don‘t know how to

read the emotion on his face. He doesn‘t even pay any

attention to Bryan; in fact, he acts like he is invisible to him.

He leans down and places both of his hands on the

table in front of me. I hear myself hiccup as he leans in closer

so that our faces are inches apart. Once again, I‘m

embarrassing myself in front of him. When did I ever hiccup

this much before?

He pins me with his gaze, and I think I forgot how to

breathe. “A bunch of my friends and I are having this movie

night, be there tonight... ten, at my place.”

He straightens himself and pinches his t–shirt right

above the spot I kissed last night. I don‘t know if he did that

to tease me or if I was reading too much into it. Either way,

can‘t help the rush of images that bombard my mind all at

once.

I press my legs together and swallow hard.

“Tonight. I‘ll be waiting.”

Igape at him, obviously in shock that he said that to me

in front of Bryan and Abigail. In fact, I‘m shocked that he