Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 23

Chapter 23

“Thank you Ryan.” I mumble, closing the door of  the car with a soft thud. Ryan smiles, it comes out  awkward and cautious as he turns to stare at a still  enraged Arden.

“Let’s just hope he didn’t kill the guy.” Ryan  winced when Arden slammed the door of the car  unnecessarily harsh.I forced out a smile as we

watch him stride towards the house. He was still so  furious. This was all my fault.

“I did this.” I mumble but didn’t know I said it loud  enough that Ryan heard.

“What do you mean? How is it your fault?”  Curiosity dotted his features. I looked back at  Arden, watching him slam the front door closed  with brutal force.

I sighed, turning my attention back to my auburn  head best friend. “The boy Arden beat up was  calling me unforgivable words.” I gulped, my eyes  tearing up.

“If-” My voice cracks and I gulped, breathing in  some much needed air. “If I hadn’t kissed Blake  none of this would happen. This is all my fault I’m  a slut.”

Ryan’s eyes widen in shock at my use of words.  Regaining his speech, his eyes softened  considerably, but his tone was anything but soft.

“This isn’t your Fcking fault Ashley. I made that  Fcking dare, I did this! You’re not a F*cking slut  and you’ll never be. In fact if I had known the  reason why Arden was pummeling the kid I’d join  him, serves him right.” He says angrily.

knew he wasn’t directly speaking to me harshly  but it didn’t stop me from flinching away from

 going to do anything reckless that will get you into  trouble.” I cut him off. I knew Ryan

stop unless someone does  something Ashley.” He

 them to.

 that whatever I’ll do won’t cause any harm

I’ll give Miranda  your number.” It was a low

 partnered up with me for chemistry. Everyone  seemed to stay clear of

probably  because she troubled Ryan a lot and it was an

She  didn’t care if

confidence, I would’ve told Blake a  long time ago that I liked him, way more than a  friend should. But I never had that much  confidence, I lacked it so bad that I was now

 white, full of horror. It wasn’t a secret that Ryan  loathed Miranda

if someone shows up at my house  at five in the morning to bring cupcakes and  doughnuts. But then again it was kind of sweet in a

grumbled. He was mad and  I could tell as he drove away without saying  goodbye.

 downstairs. I groaned shifting around until I fully  woke up. I was still groggy but forced

to my  room. And in a couple of minutes I had changed  out of my clothes and put on fresher ones then  went straight to bed

me to a  great extent. But with now sore muscles and

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