Semua Bab Claiming My Father’s Best Friend : Bab 111 - Bab 120

ASTRIDThat’s my fucking best friend!LilyShe’s bent over a table, her dress bunched around her waist, her fingers digging into the wood. Tristan is behind her, gripping her hips, lost in his own pleasure. Neither of them notices me. They’re too caught up in their little rendezvous to notice me standing there.I should feel something. Anger. Betrayal. Hurt.But all I feel is relief.Like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.Slowly, silently, I step back, close the door, and turn around.And then, for the first time in weeks, I smile.A real, genuine, delicious smile.Oh, this is perfect.Suddenly, I feel light. Free.I turn and glide back to the party, my steps lighter than they’ve been in weeks. The suffocating weight on my chest is gone. In fact, I feel alive again.The moment I spot my father, I beam at him and then I lean in and press a sweet kiss to his cheek."I love you, Dad," I say, warmly.His brows furrow suspiciously.“Astrid?”“Yes dad,” I answer smiling at him. “W

ASTRIDI grab the juice from the fridge, the coolness of the bottle biting into my palm. I pour it into a glass, watching the liquid swirl. I take a sip. Bitter. Or maybe that's just me.Morning walks have been my escape lately, the only thing keeping me from losing my damn mind because dad won’t let me out of the house.I can’t wait to leave this house especially now that I have something to protect. My child. Mine and Jordan’s. I’m pregnant.I found out a few weeks ago. I’ve been feeling dizzy, nauseous and groggy of late and sometimes I feel like I’m going to pass out. At first I brushed it off as stress but I started noticing some changes in my body and then I remembered that I haven’t seen my period in the past two months, so I convinced Laura to get me a pregnancy test tube and I confirmed it.I’m a bit scared but then I’m psyched. I press my hand against my flat stomach.I wanted to tell my parents, but the way dad is acting right now, he might force me to abort it so I’m keepi

ASTRID“Are you okay?” I ask Jordan, stepping into the room.He nods, too quickly. “I’m fine.” He slips on his shirt. But he isn’t. I can see it. Feel it.I see it in the way his shoulders are tense, the way his eyes refuse to meet mine. He’s acting like he’s in the same room as me, but really, he’s a million miles away. And I don’t understand why.“Jordan,” I press, “what’s wrong?”“Nothing.”That lie is so blatant even a blind man I can see.I move closer, but the second I do, he takes a step back. Like he’s trying to put distance between us. Like I burn him.A sharp pang of something cold and awful slices through my chest. It hurt.I noticed the change after he fucked me in the bathroom but I didn’t read much into it. The way he left me there with the excuse that he wanted to give me space to shower was strange. He’s never done that.Something is wrong, but what? “Jordan,” I whisper, my throat tightening. “Talk to me.”He exhales, running a hand through his hair. “Get dressed,” he

ASTRIDCold water splashes against my face, jolting me awake. I gasp, but the sound is muffled by the duct tape sealing my mouth. My heart pounds against my chest, and adrenaline floods my veins. I blink rapidly, my vision blurring before the dim, crumbling surroundings come into focus.Where... where am I? It sure doesn’t look like heaven. So I’m alive. “Look who’s finally awake!”That voice. No... no, it can’t be—My eyes swing to the side.Lily.My best friend, or... the girl who used to be.Her lips curve into a sinister smile, one I’ve never seen before, not on her. Her eyes gleam, as if she is having the best time of her life.My head throbs, and I glance around, panic surging as I realize I’m strapped to a wooden chair, old—perched precariously close to the edge of what looks like a rooftop No railing. Just...air. My stomach flips. One wrong move, and I’ll plummet. Oh God. Oh God.I pull against the ropes, binding my wrists, my pulse racing faster when they burn against my ski

JORDANI close my eyes and brace myself for the impact, for the pain, for the end. I fall backward hard, my body hitting the rough concrete.The pain doesn’t erupt as expected and I’m still breathing. I snap my eyes open, confusion flooding through me. But then I see Astrid falling on top of me.Blood.So much blood.It pools beneath her, soaking into her dress, staining her skin, warm and sticky against my hands as I grip her shoulders.For a second, I can’t process it.Then reality crashes into me like a goddamn freight train.She took the bullet for me. She jumped in front of a bullet for me.“Astrid!”The scream rips from my throat, raw and agonized.I shake her, my hands trembling violently. “No, no, no, Astrid!” Her face is pale, her lips parted slightly, her breathing shallow.“I love you, Jordan,” she whispers and closes her eyes. There’s chaos around me, gunshots, shouting, footsteps pounding but all I see is her.“Stay with me please!” I roar. “Astrid, open your eyes! You h