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

My heart leaps

into my  own, burning me with a

I suggest you go  to your asigned cla*s.” Mr.

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

it only made  me feel a rapid wave of anxiety. I knew Blake and

 friend enter. They were giggling at something they  were conversing about. They were both dressed in

mine as if  sensing someone looking at her.Quickly tearing my  eyes

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

to school today  knowing what you did.” Lucy starts. I ignore  her,running

I mean going  after a guy who’s taken? Not so much of an  innocent girl now are you Ashley?” She taunted  sliding into the seat

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

like Blake would ever settle for her, I mean  look at her, there’s really nothing to look

 let my hair curtain around my face to

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 I could taste the  metallic

again.” Lucy  snickered. The cla*s was filling up already and I  could feel

for kissing Blake? Maybe I was.  I sure as hell act liked it in biology, having him  touch me so intimately knowing he

over the fallen tear. I

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