Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 62

I closed the door quietly behind me, not wanting to let  mom know that I was home…early. I curse softly  underneath my breath when it still happens to make a  loud thud.

I hold my breath when a petite woman rounds the corner  with a basket full of laundry. Her brown hair set into a  messy burn atop of her head. Some tendrils framed her  face as she forced to hold the basket.

She turns to face the door and her eyes widen in  confusion. She places the basket down on the floor and  saunters over to me.

“How are you so early today baby? Are you sick?” She  asked using the back of her hand to press on my  forehead and neck.

“Uhh…” I drew out not knowing what to say exactly.

Should I tell her the truth? No I probably should not. I  open my mouth to speak but the home phone rings in  the living room.

“I’ll be back.” Mom says and turns around to walk  quickly to the phone. I sighed and start to head upstairs  when she comes around the corner frantically. Her eyes  glaring at me. I gulped.

“Ashley Grey, why did you break a girl’s nose!?” Mom  hissed coming towards me with the phone still pressed  to her ear.

I bite my bottom lip shrinking back at the intensity of her  glare. “It was an accident.”

She scowled. “Your fist doesn’t magically end up on  someone’s nose Ashley.”

I shrugged. “She was asking for it.”

Her eyes narrow. “Baby I’ll call you back, I need to talk to  our daughter without you asking me questions through  the phone. It’s distracting. “

who called. But  how did he……..Principal William. Ofcourse he would. I  was now

After hanging up she shifts  her attention to me. “Ashley

punch nothing more. Her nose will heal

hands on her hips.  “Unfortunately? Ashley what has gotten into you? What  did this girl do

sides in anger. “Nothing has  gotten into me mom. Let’s just say I was tired. I was tired  of being a target. I was tired that I had to keep Blake and  I’s relationship a secret because I feared

“You and

this all she got from

“We are. And that girl that I punched is his ex  girlfriend who thought

comically. “She faked

that  she’s not actually pregnant. I should tell

her  on the nose. You could’ve caused serious damage. I’m  glad that you stood up for yourself but that

right, Stacy  didn’t deserve the punch. She deserved two. I would not  voice this out though. “I know

your  dad doesn’t

could survive an  entire year of being

you tell me about you and Blake.”

will  just not now. I need to change out of

dad.  His voice

because of  my sock cladded feet. I find my fingers tugging the door  open swiftly and amble down stairs. An

not want to be

he just came from  work. His head is

Something doesn’t feel right.

a picture. My stomach drops and I