Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 37

I walk out of the cla*s, one of the bag straps  securely on my shoulders as I bring it forward to  search through it. I mumble something incoherent  as my fingers fumble through endless papers.

“Crap.” I groan as I stumble into a hard chest. I  lost my footing and ended up tumbling on the  floor. My knees hit the hard tiled floor and I grunt.

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“Shit sorry.”

I freeze, hearing the voice that currently haunts  me at night. The voice of my attempted rapist. My  heart thumps painfully as I clutch on to my bag for  dear life. Peter’s here.

Finding the courage, I finally stood up and lift my  head to stare into his eyes. I’m not surprised to  feel the crippling fear as the images of him pinning  me down resurfaces in my head.

“Look Ashley-” He looks at me with regret etched  on his face. Purple dotted underneath his right eye  and is a bit swollen. I see his lips moving but

somehow my brain doesn’t process a word he  says.

My bottom lip trembles as I quickly turn around  and run away from him. I’m knocking people’s  shoulder’s and having them curse at me but I don’t  care as I want to move away from Peter’s  presence.

“Ashley, wait!” He begged. I could hear his voice  now distant as I round the corner. My breathing is  shallow as I struggle to ease my internal struggle.  My brain is pounding inside my skull.

Anxiety is crawling inside my body, clutching unto  me until I could no longer know where I was going.  All I know is that I needed to get away from him,  from his presence.

only  to crash into yet another chest. I stumble but a  huge hand circles around my waist and prevents  me from tumbling down. I

in whoever’s arms. “Ashley!” The voice  sounds familiar. I breath in the scent of mint and

as he pulls me  more

clutch on to the soft material of Blake’s shirt.  His scent engulfs me and eases my mind. I

in his voice  that he was impatient to know who

felt him stiffen around me  until I

the bastard?” He spits and makes a move  to pull away. I knew what would happen if he went  to look for Peter. I didn’t want

“Please don’t, I need you.” I

 and I realized that everyone was looking. Blake  must realize this too because his form is now

slightly jump at the  aggressive tone.

out

shades us from the heat of the sun. The field  is

to not  seem like just a friendly embrace. His back leans  on the tree as he slings his arm over my shoulder  and pulls me

tone but he tries very

me but I didn’t give him the

right?”  He was anxious for my answer I could tell

shoulder and neck. He visibly sighs  with relief and kisses the top

that you’re battling this on your own  and I can’t

head. I knew what he was going to  say. But I didn’t want that. I believe in second