SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ
Chapter 51 - FIFTY ONE

Chapter 51: Chapter FIFTY ONE

- HAZEL -

It’s been two days, I clench my fingers around the huge pink plushie on my bed, sinking my head into it. It’s so soft. And the best part about it is, it comes with a voice box. 

I gently press the collar around the neck of my plushie, which has my name engraved on a golden heart-shaped name tag, and a deep masculine voice plays. It’s Killian’s. 

"Hello kitten, I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness but I’m begging you. Please. Forgive me. Give me a chance to make things right. Take care." Rang in my ears. Every word came with a sexy growl and that pleased my ears. 

In fact, it makes my eyes roll but I’m conflicted. I don’t know if I should accept Killian’s apology or not. Why does he even care? I’m just his student. 

Someone walks in. The nurse flashed me a smile and checked the condition of my room again before leaving. Killian also made five playlists for me. This made me giggle. I don’t know how he knows but some of my favourite songs are here. 

He made one for my mood swings. One to calm me down or make me feel at ease. One that makes me feel alive and wild. One to aid me with sleeping or studying. And the last.... well.... that’s just for me to know. 

I bit my lower lip. 

Killian makes it so hard to hate him. But hey! Anyone can make five playlists and get a plushie and flowers with juice and healthy snacks for me to get better! What he did is not special at all! My mind tries to convince me. 

But the gesture is sweet. And charming and dreamy. My heart is saying something else. 

I sighed. 

At least one of these songs can aid me out right now to clear my head. I put on my ear buds. Killian got them for me too with this iPad. 

Okay, maybe he’s worth not hating. 

He sure knows how to get into someone’s head and clear negative energy. But that doesn’t mean I have forgotten what he said. It still haunts my mind. Whenever I look at him or even think of him, those words keep me pissed. Maybe if I close my eyes and lay down while listening to music, it’ll be different?

I can try. 

I lean my head backwards to rest on my pillow, still clutching the plushie on my body and I took a deep breath. I exhale gently, letting the music rule my mind as I try to think of positive things about Killian. 

My brows creased. 

It’s not working. All I can remember is that day. 

"Why are you following me, Hazel?" My mind draws back to our conversation in the dark corridor. Killian’s stern tone still sounds graphic in my mind. It’s almost as if it was yesterday. 

I remember how he looked at me and how terrible it made me feel. How I longed for a different gaze or at least pleasing words.

"After one night?" 

"One meaningless night." 

"Darn it. What do you think?" 

"You wanted to see me for that?" 

"This is why I hate messing with certain girls. Girls like you who can’t distinguish fun from reality." 

I gasp. I feel sicker than before and quickly went to Spotify to change the song playing in my ears. I hate remembering those words. But I can’t help it. Whenever I see him, whenever I think of him, it replays in my head like a horror movie. 

"Don’t follow me. Don’t come to look for me. And stay away from me, Hazel. I’m not good for you." 

A sharp gasp leave my lips and my eyelids slid open. 

Fuck this. Fuck this music, Fuck everything in this hospital and in this room and fuck Killian! 

I sat up and dipped my hand under my bed, pulling the big gift bag out. I dump my plushie inside and scoff. I can feel my rage coming back to me. I don’t like this. 

I turn to the side and curl my body under the blanket. My eyes met the plushie. I took it out and my anger died instantly. 

But how sweet he can be sometimes. How- 

That’s where my thoughts ended. I can’t recall any other event where he was nice to me. Everything led to him getting too close that we were either doing something intimate, or cuddling like when I was on his bed. 

Now he wants to give it a try. An actual try. It wouldn’t hurt to- 

"Hazel!" Someone screams my name, breaking my reverie. It’s Kate. Of course she always shows up when I’m torn between thoughts. 

I stopped caring about this part of the equation the moment I let him see me naked in that call. The moment his fingers ruined my core. Again.

I clear my throat. I wonder if I can actually have a true relationship with Kaiden when Killian shows up all the time. I wonder if Killian really cares or doesn’t want me to think about somebody else. 

"Hi Kate." I say hoarsely, sitting up. 

She stood in front of me for a second, soaking in my presence with a raised brow. "You alright? You seem gloomy." 

I sigh. "Yeah. Just.." I gave her a meaningful stare. "Thoughts." I finally said. She sat by my side. 

"Man trouble?" She asks, holding out some notes and a laptop. 

"You have no idea." 

Kate giggled. "Been there. I go through that all the time." 

My lips form a line. I’m sure she does. She’s with Killian. 

"I honestly thought it’ll be different with Kaiden. You guys just met and he seems nice." She looks at me. "The bad kind of nice and sweet. The bad that’s good for you." 

I fake a smile. It’s not Kaiden. I wish I could say that out loud. I want to. I want to get advice from my best friend but it’s about her fiancé. 

I roll my eyes. "If a man I newly met gives me problems, I’m leaving faster than I walked in."

Except for him. Killian has done more than give you problems. 

Ugh! Why can’t my head not ruin everything with these contradiction?! It’s Kaiden or no one. 

I think. 

"And that’s why you’re my bestie." Kate puts the laptop on my thighs. "I copied every single note for you and labeled them. I also did your assignments so be at ease." 

"Oh my god!" I breath, not knowing what to say. "How did you-, with all your classes and everything-... oh Kate, thank you!" I breath with relief. She brought her cheek to my face and I kissed it. "You’re the best." 

"I know." 

I tap her shoulder. "How’s practice?" 

"Good. Our game is in a few days and I’m panicking. Although I’m more than ready. I hope we win." 

I put my hands on both her arms. "Girl, look at me. You will. Plus, I’ll be cheering you on!" 

Kate turned to look at my foot. "Yeah, right, I’ll remember that." 

I tsked. "I’ll be at the game. The doctor says I’m recovering quickly and the cast will go off in a week." 

"Meaning this cast will bring us good luck." She teases. 

"It’ll be off two days after the game anyway. Three at most. I can’t wait to feel my feet again!" 

"Mhm." She averts her gaze to her phone. 

"I’ll read the notes. Thank you, again." 

"Yeah, sure. Anytime." Kate’s attention is divided. I frown. She came to see ME! She SHOULD look at ME! 

"Hey!" I smack her phone gently with my fingers. "Don’t use your phone. Sick human in need for attention here." I point a finger at myself. 

"Yeah, I know. I’m texting my mother." 

Oh. 

"How’s aunt? It’s been forever since I visited. I need to ask mom so we can come over." 

Kate was silent again. She’s not listening. 

"Kate!" 

"Yeah, yeah, that would be fun." She murmurs, keeping her eyes glued to her phone. 

"Did you even hear me?" 

She snuck a gaze at me. "Nope." 

My face flattens. This time, I grabbed her phone. "I said I want to come over. I’ll ask mom so we plan the holidays together." 

Kate’s face pales. It didn’t take me time to realise something was wrong. 

"I don’t think it’s a good time." She says before I ask. "Something popped up in the family. I may need to go back home soon." 

"Really? What’s wrong?" 

"She didn’t tell me." Kate sighs and takes her phone from me. "She doesn’t want me to worry and focus on school work. I just hope no one died." 

That’ll be horrible. I really feel bad seeing her sad. I pulled her in for a hug. "If anyone does, I hope it’s your uncle Richard." 

Kate shifts back, breaking our hug. She stares at me flabbergasted. 

I’m just trying to lighten up the mood. "He’s a dick. You don’t even like him." 

"Yeah, that’s true. That bachelor can kiss hell." She laughed. I joined her to. Kate’s uncle is horrible, but no matter how horrible someone is, seeing them die really makes you think hard about life. 

"Kate," I called, leaning my hand forward to touch hers. I squeeze her palm gently. "If you ever need to talk to someone or feel better, I’m here. Always." 

"I know." She breath shakily. "Okay, let’s change the subject, I don’t want to panic." For her to panic, I can actually tell there must be a lot she’s aware of that she’s not telling me. I’m starting to feel like I’ve been stuck up in my world for so long and I’ve neglected her. I hate that. I hate not being a best friend to the one I care about the most. 

"In that case, Kaiden and I are going for a date." I squealed. 

Her face lit up immediately. "Wait really? When? I’m so excited!" She beamed. 

"I’m not sure yet. But, I may need to do some shopping." 

She made a face. "Ugh, what a time to have a cast." 

"I know right. Good thing it’ll be off in a week!"

"Yeah. Geez, I literally need to get all the details when you hit it off." She stuck her tongue out, flicking it up and down. 

"No way will we go that far on a first date."

Kate grinned. "First time?" 

I snickered and tap her shoulder. "Who knows? The second date might be a double date." Now she’s dancing on my bed. "Oh my God, yes! A double date!" 

Wait what?

"That’ll be great. Think about it, Hazel. You, me, Kaiden," She raised her brows up and down quickly, flashing a smile when she uttered his name. "And Killian." 

I almost choked. 

"After the first date, text me. I definitely need to get my mind off everything and know your potential boyfriend." 

"Slow down, we haven’t even had the first date yet." 

"But you will." 

"Yes we will." I groan. "Okay, I cave. Let’s have this double date but it must be after I get his silly cast off." I think the bigger problem is convincing Kaiden, a man I just met, to go on a double date with me. It’s so hard to. I don’t want to come off as pushy. But Kate will do the same for me if I requested it. She wouldn’t even think twice if she were in my shoes. 

"Yes! I’ll make plans for it after the game. Get him to love you so much on the first date that he wouldn’t refuse this one."

I giggle nervously. "I’ll do my best." 

"And to make it better, instead of some restaurant or amusement park or aquarium, it should have this comfy home setting. Like movie night over snacks or casino games then movie night. Just something exclusive and fun which gives us time to enjoy ourselves individually, as a couple and vibe like normal people."

"Woah, you’re moving too fast Kate, slow down." It’s just been a few seconds and she already has plans for something that hasn’t even kick started yet. And is she crazy? Does she want Kaiden to know she’s dating our Professor? What the fuck?

"Nothing’s too fast for a lady who’s been in ugly clothes on a hospital bed, sweetie. I’m sure you wouldn’t have watched porn or masturbated by then, so yes, the plan is worth it."

I gasp. "Okay, hold up, who said anything about that?" I sat up straighter than before. "In my defence, no one knows what’ll happen in the future." 

She gave me a look that said ’seriously?’. "Honey, I know you. You’re the horniest lady I know, and there’s no way you want to tell me you’ve never felt like letting someone tap that." 

"This conversation is too inappropriate for teenagers. Kate out of my room." I blurt out, trying to avoid it. 

She’s not lying. I can’t stay in this room alone at day without someone barging in and I can’t do anything at night without worrying about my foot. 

Kate laughs. "This just proved my point." She cups my cheek and pulls out. "I’ll catch you later, Hazelnut. Don’t back out of the agreement. Date him and-" She formed the letter ’o’ with her fingers and stuck two fingers of her other hand together then moved it in and out of the ’o’. 

"Geez, Kate! Go!" I yell. I’m not annoyed or anything. In fact, I find this conversation amusing and so like Kate. I just don’t want to have it in a hospital. What if something happens and the CCTVs need to be watched? 

What if someone is listening to us right now? 

Not that I care. I’m just glad to see the sadness off her face. 

"I love you!" I yell before she leaves. 

"Love you too sweetheart. Recover nicely and don’t forget to bone!" Kate bolted. I stare at the laptop on my legs then back at the door. 

She does have a point. I desperately need to be fucked. In the worst way possible.