Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 55

Chapter 55

I stumble backwards, my face cringing at the pure hatred in her  red rimmed eyes. Then it diminishes and her eyes down casted  as she sniffles.

“Just go away.” She mumbles brushing pa*s me and walking  over to the faucet.

My eyes softened and I sighed. I find myself following her,  watching as she opened the pipe and began to wash her face. I  don’t think it would magically move the redness in her eyes.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I ask softly. It was but just a  murmur. I highly doubted she heard. But she did because her  head snapped to face me, her eyes narrowing.

“Why are you still here?” She hisses. Why am I still here?  Honestly I do not know. Maybe I pitied her.

I forced out a smile. “I’m not a bitch Stacy. I know I’m not your  favorite person right now-“

She snorts cutting me off. I sighed.

“But I do not want us to hold on to that resentment anymore.  We are both old enough to sort out our problems.

Things don’t have to be nasty between us. We can resolve this  issue.” I finished softly.

She glares. “What, so you think because you’re now Blake’s  girlfriend you’re now the top shit and everything you say goes?

Don’t act all innocent Ashley, you’re nothing but a snake.” She  grits out.

What did  I do

a sneer. “Save it! Everyone knows you and  Blake are together. It doesn’t take a genius to see those stealing  glances and

never meant to come between you two  Stacy. I’m very sorry that things ended bad between you two.

again I

with all those insincere apologies. It  wouldn’t matter

glimpse of white, almost hidden in the  pocket of her sweater. It is so unlike her to wear something that  doesn’t show

She  reaches inside the pocket, grasp the small white object and 

dad.” She spits  and sidesteps me to get out of the bathroom. The door closes  with a bang on her way

in my lungs. Dad. Blake’s going to be

the red plus sign. My throat completely dries.  She’s pregnant. My heart starts thumping in my chest. My  throat tighten as tears welled up

hands are shaky as I

sob from throat. He’d  be happy

a dad and I would not be

blurred my vision. “This  couldn’t be happening to me.” I whispered to no one

bathroom door opens and heels approach me. I didn’t care  how I looked right now, crying at a pregnancy

Rosalie’s voice.

are you-” She stops when she is beside

me into her arms. “Have  you told Blake?” She

“This isn’t my test. It’s Stacy’s and she’s  expecting his child.” A laugh comes out of

in a sharp breath and pulls me tighter into her  embrace. “F*ck.” Was

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