Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 18

In a swift move, I was out of the door before  anyone else. My breathing was rough as I strutted  to my next cla*s. The bell had just rang and I  needed to get out of Blake’s sight.

I wasn’t ready to talk to him.

“Ley!” Blake shouts a couple distance away from  me. The air gets stuck in my lungs as my footsteps  have now turned into an almost sprint.

I brush past students that were very attentive to  what was going on. Their gazes were focused on  Blake and I. Ready for whatever show they were  expecting.

Seeing the wooden door to the calculus cla*sroom  has me breathing out a sigh of relief. It was just a  tiny bit of footsteps away.

“Ashley Grey!” Blake yells. Oh crap, he’s mad.  Blake only uses my full name when he’s mad at  me.

Deep down I knew I was a coward for running  away from him but I couldn’t help it. I was scared  of getting hurt. It was only inevitable.

My fingers wrap around the cold metal knob and  twist it open. Giving a forced awkward smile to Mr.  Gustavo, I walked in the cla*s. I was the first one  there fortunately as I sat my bum on the wooden  chair.

Sighing in relief, I settle my bag on the graffiti wooden desk. A few seconds later the door opens

and Blake enters the room. My heart leaps  when he walks

burning me with a sudden heat. I was in  trouble.

 to your asigned cla*s.” Mr.

 eyes promising that he’d find a way for us to  speak, alone. “I’ll see you soon.” Was his last

me. But it only made  me feel a rapid wave of anxiety. I knew Blake and  I very much know that he’ll do anything to get his  way. And that

this time Lucy and her  friend enter. They were giggling at something they  were conversing about. They were both dressed in  their cheer outfits, the skirt not

her.Quickly tearing my  eyes away, I reach for my bag, playing with the  zipper as a means

thud of their shoes on the tiled floor  as they stride towards me. My back straightens as  I

to school today  knowing what you did.” Lucy starts. I ignore  her,running a finger down the zipper of my bag as  a

guy who’s taken? Not so much of an

my left and I’m  now sandwiched between the two. “You’re a  whore, sleeping with your so-called best friend

for her, I mean  look at her, there’s really nothing to look at. Just

 let my hair curtain around my face to block

my actions. No  matter what I do, I’d never get distracted enough  to not let their words hurt. I bite into the soft flesh  of my bottom lip harshly until

tarnished around this school, if I  were you I’d never show my face again.” Lucy  snickered. The

as hell act liked it in biology, having him  touch me so intimately knowing

slipped out and I quickly brushed the pad of  my fingers over the fallen tear. I hear their loud  cackle knowing they were breaking me with their

Gustavo announces. The rest of the  cla*s is silent as I ponder over Lucy and her  friend’s words. Was I really