Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 30

Ashley‘s pov

This was honestly the last thing I thought Rosalie would say. I was utterly shocked and felt the weight of not knowing what to do or how to comfort her.

“Are you sure?” Kimberly whispers, her eyes on Rosalie‘s stomach.

Rosalie opens her eyes, sighs and plops down on the mat crossed leg. “I don’t know, I‘ve been feeling nauseous recently and I feel like I put on weight instead of losing. Also Arden didn‘t pull out on the wedding night nor did he the day after.”

She brings her legs up, circles her arms around them and drops her head on her knees. “This is what I get for not taking precautions. I should never have slept with him. Fuck him and how he makes me feel.” She murmurs but it‘s barely coherent as her mouth is pressed to her legs. Finally finding my voice, I spoke up. “Did you at least take a test to know?” I asked. She lifts her head and I feel sadden as I witness her red rimmed eyes and snotty nose. “I haven‘t yet. I bought them an hour ago but I‘m scared to take it.” She confessed. “Wait them? How many did you buy?” I asked. She rises to her feet and shrugs. “Around ten.” She admits. She then points at the black bag on the coffee table before us. “They‘re all in here, taunting me.” She grumbles.

I nodded. “Okay, did you tell this to Arden?” “God no, unless I am sure that I am in fact pregnant then I‘ll keep this scare away from him. It‘s not like he‘d care.” She grumbles lowly.

“Of course he cares about you Rosa. Arden loves you and I know he did some stupid shit in the past but he‘s trying to make it up to you. If you are in fact pregnant, I think it would be considered fate. It was meant to happen, you two were meant to happen.” I defended my brother.

Arden was stupid yes, but he loved Rosalie and she loved him equally. It was now irritating to see her pushing him away when she wanted him just as much as he wanted her back.

I hoped. “Why don‘t you take

on her bottom lip and flicks her eyes between Kimberly and I. “Every step

stomach drops. The way Rosalie‘s eyes glistened with wickedness made me realize that whatever she was

together with me so I’ll not be the only one?” She asked, pursing her lips

head. There was no way I’d pee on a stick. “I‘m already pregnant, no need for confirmation again.” Kimberly snorts and points at her small baby

devil. It‘s no wonder she and Arden are a match made in heaven, they are exactly the same. Know how to manipulate anything to get

going through that shit again. Ashley on the other hand can do it with you.” Kimberly suggested. I turn to Kimberly and send her a sharp glare. “Throw me under the

not like you should be afraid of the results. Well, unless you have something to confess?” Kimberly questions in a teasing tone. “Yeah Ashley, nothing to be afraid of.” Rosalie utters. I turn my sharp glare towards her. “I‘m not afraid of the results because I know I‘m not pregnant. I just don‘t feel like peeing on a

one at me and I barely caught it. After letting out an ooph when it hit my boobs then fell on my lap, I picked it up and rise to my feet. “I hate you two for forcing me into this.” I grumble as

my lips together as I shook a little on the toilet seat so I could make sure that I had gotten all of that pee out. “Please Ashley take the test with me, I‘m scared.” I grumble as I continued to shake a bit, making sure to not get pee on my fingers. “Little she devil knew how to play her cards right.” I sighed

the faucet to wash my hands. Staring at myself in the mirror I shook my head. “How did I even end up here?” I asked my reflection. “Are you done Ashley?” Rosalie yelled. Sighing, I closed the pipe and wiped

of it. Rosalie sits down beside Kimberly and hugs a throw pillow while looking down at the test

“Now we

happy if either one of you is pregnant. I

softly. I highly doubted that I was pregnant, I never showed symptoms. And I don‘t think Blake and