Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 40

I opened the door slowly, anxiety crawling in my  stomach. The house is oddly quiet which was  weird.

There should be shouts of anger from dad towards  Arden. Telling him that what he had done was  wrong and uncalled for. But there isn’t. It’s just  silent.

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I shut the door with a soft thud and readjusted the  bag strap. Ryan had just dropped me off a few  seconds ago.

But someone was missing and that was Arden. It  led me to believe that he hadn’t gotten off the  hook this time and he was probably at home.

I looked around the entire school for him with the  help of Blake and a worried Rosalie. But we hadn’t  seen him and could not get in touch since he  wasn’t picking up his phone.

Liam hadn’t been at school today because of  suffering a broken ankle last night so there was no  way he’d know where Arden was.

In Rosalie words ‘the doofus tried to skate but  ended up falling down on his ankle’. I promise to  visit him when I got the chance.

After all he’s like a little brother and it would be  nice to see Roro again and uncle Luke who forbade  me to call him Lukey.

As I walk closer to the kitchen I could hear the  faint sound of metal hitting metal. It’s a very  unpleasant sound and as I near the doorway I  could see mom frantically scraping a pan off of  macaroni and cheese. Her hair is knotted as it falls  over her shoulders.

She looked dazed and worried as she harshly  scraped the pan. It was like she hadn’t notice my  presence.

I chew on my lower lip and walk into the kitchen  until I was opposite to her, a few feet away, only  separated by the kitchen counter.

“Mom.” I say softly watching her tuck a tendril  behind her ear and go back to scraping.

which was from what I could tell

 me the first time. She stops and her head slowly  comes up. Her green eyes dotted with concern as

in.” She  forces out a laugh but I could

Arden home?” I question.  And that’s when I understand why she was so

 side. “What’s wrong mom?” I ask as I pulled her  into my chest and hugged her. It’s ironic since it’s  supposed

and breaks from our  embrace. She sighs and steps over to the sink to  continue to

so lowly that

words, not expecting

I asked and

The principle suggested that I  should come pick him up, so I did.” She sniffled  again and stopped scraping

the counter in a tight grip

Did I fail  him somehow? I-” Her voice

her words. A bad  mom? Fail him? I shook my

will be. You’re the  best mom anyone could ask for. You may not think  it now but Arden looks up to you and dad, he loves  you with everything inside of him. You’ve never  failed him and will never.” It was like I was

to my hand over hers and I could  feel the tension leave

you have any trouble at school right? You’ll

stunned me to a point that I  couldn’t properly think. I feel extremely guilty

a bad mom because  Arden and I never seek her or dad’s guidance.  Instead we gobble down our emotions and

to keep things  away from them because in our own way it’s how  we protect them. Protect them from knowing

I settle for a lie. “I’ll always tell you if

pleased and relieved at my response.  Which makes me all the more swim with guilt.  Might as well drink an entire bottle of lies. I’m sure

about Arden?” I question, wanting

Not at Arden but the situation. He should

burst open. It hits