Being the Bad Boy's Victim [SAMPLE: Available for purchase on Amazon]

Ch 13 Slipped words

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CHAPTER 13

Bella's POV

Ever woken up with a god awful raging headache, and was just like, 'Oh motherfucker, what happened?' Well that's exactly how I woke up today, except soon that feeling changed into, 'Where the hell am I?' I sat up quickly on the bed, causing my head to pound even more.

"You're awake." I let out a yelp of surprise and fell off the bed with a loud thump, pain shooting through my backside. I sat upright, grasping my head as a sharp pang of pain ran through it.

"Here." A hand was placed in front of my face, causing me to jump a little and look up in confusion. After blinking rapidly at the blinding sunlight, I finally recognized who was standing in front of me.

"Jess?" I asked, completely at lost as to what was going on. She helped me up gently, pushing me back slightly so that I sat back down onto the bed.

"How did I get here?" I asked, looking around at her completely pink room. She watched me silently for a couple moments before answering.

"Liam dropped you off. He said he didn't want your parents getting mad at you for being so wasted, so he brought you here. He looked really mad though..." She stared at the ground, a guilty look shadowing her face. "I'm sorry."

"Why?" She bit her lip nervously and looked at me, guilt now completely covering her expression.

"I'm the reason you got so wasted! I should have been a better friend but I wasn't!" She said, her voice no more than a whisper.

My eyes widened and despite my protesting body, I stood up, placing my arms on her shoulders. "It's not your fault."

"Yes it is." She said with a sigh. "You don't need to lie."

"Jess," i snapped, causing her to look up at me. "I drank because of jealousy. I saw Connor with another girl and I just... I couldn't handle it." I whispered the last part, glancing away before looking back at her.

"I'm just glad you're okay and that you remember everything." She said, pulling me into a small hug. I pulled away quickly though, shoving her away. I sprinted out into the hall in a frantic attempt to find the bathroom. After a good five minutes of dry heaving, I leaned back against the cool, tiled, wall and listened to the sound of the flushing toilet.

"Here, take these." Jess said, handing me two aspirin and some water. I took them gratefully, although I would have given anything to have some of that weird drink my mom makes- weird, yes, but it really does work.

"Jess..." I choked out hoarsely, placing the empty glass to the side. "When I say I remember why I drank- I mean that's all I can remember. After that... it's a blur." I felt the slightest twinge of fear begin to fill me as I watched her face pale and a small groan to emit from her.

"Oh no..." She said, sliding down the wall next to me.

"Oh god! What happened? I didn't have sex, did I?" I asked, panicking.

"Bella! Calm down!" She said, her eyes wide as saucers. "It's just... you were so out of it, well then again, so was I..." I stared at her as she spoke, sudden confusion taking over.

"How come you're not hungover?" I asked.

"Bella, its three o'clock and I've already drank 4 cups of coffee and pretty much drank enough water to fill a lake." My heart nearly stopped beating when I realized what time it was.

"Oh my god." I gasped, reaching to grab my phone. Once again, my eyes bugged out. I swear, if it keeps going at this rate, my eyes are going to fall out of my head. "Jess, where is my phone?" I asked, seeing that I was now wearing a t-shirt and pajama shorts over my underwear and bra.