Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste
Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 37
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.
but a huge hand circles around my waist and prevents me from
short pants as I struggle in whoever’s arms. “Ashley!” The voice sounds familiar. I breath in the scent of
as he pulls me more into him
he’s he-re.” I stuttered out and clutch on to the soft material of Blake’s shirt. His scent engulfs me and eases my mind. I was
the strain in his voice that he was
I felt him stiffen around me until I could feel his
would happen if he went to look for Peter. I didn’t want anyone knowing
more firmly and shake my head. “Please don’t, I need you.” I pleaded as I
defeat. Hugging me to him tightly, it’s then I hear the mumbling around us and I realized that everyone was looking. Blake
loud and it makes me slightly jump at the aggressive tone. I heard their rushing footsteps and knew that they were
smaller hand as he guides me out of the school. It was supposed to be lunchtime but right now I had lost
tree that shades us from the heat of the sun. The field is empty except for some tiny
I follow suit. We were close to each other, close enough to not seem like just a friendly embrace. His back leans on the tree as he slings his arm over my
present in his tone but he tries very hard to mask it. I shake my head and lay my palm over his
me but I didn’t give him the
to force you or anything right?” He was anxious for my answer I
he hadn’t.” I uttered and rest my head between his shoulder and neck. He visibly sighs with relief and kisses the top of
hate that you’re battling this on your own and I can’t help you. It F*cking hurts me. Please
shake my head. I knew what he was going to say. But I didn’t want that. I believe in second chances
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