Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Alone. That’s how I felt as I sat on the swing. My feet had  brought me to the park, not wanting to go home yet.

I knew that I had been skipping school a lot more  frequently now and was afraid that dad would find out.  He’d throw a fit and I would want to avoid that.

I sighed softly, looking around the empty park. The gra*s  was a luscious green with tiny wildflowers that  occasionally got stomped on by animals and people  walking around.

It has been so long since I’ve been here. The quietness  and the soft breeze as it pushed back my tresses relaxed  me.

My bag rests atop my thighs as my fingers wrap around  the rope of the swing. I wanted to bask in the quietness.  I needed it.

I lift my head and closed my eyes as a tiny smile replaced  the frown. The sun beat down on my face rea*suring me  that everything would be okay.

The more time flew the more I began to feel regret for  treating Blake the way I did. I should’ve listened to him  and let him explain. I knew Stacy was a conniving bitch  to begin with and I fell right into her trap.

I needed to go and apologize to Blake for embarra*sing  him in the cafeteria. It was wrong of me and uncalled for.

Damn it, I love the fool and would not want to lose him. I  overreacted and went too far. He must think that I broke  things off.

I don’t know how long I’ve been here but it must’ve been  hours. The park was already starting to fill up with  people. Their curious gazes flickering to me occasionally.

They must be thinking that I was crazy. My hair a mess  from being tugged at and eyes red from crying.

I chew my bottom lip as I fumble with the zipper of the  bag. Grasping my phone I checked the time.The first  thing I notice is the many missed calls I had received  from Blake and Ryan.

I frowned. I must’ve put it on silent without even  knowing. I read the time. Two thirty. Maybe I should  start walking home now. It is a little bit of a distance  from here, probably twenty minutes on foot.

I breathed out a sigh and pushed the phone back in my  bag.I will call them when I get home, they must be  worried.

gnawed on my lips in thought of speaking to Blake. I  was embarra*sed of the way I acted. I needed to speak to  him

feet I pull the bag straps over my shoulders  and amble away from the pack. An elderly couple seated  on a crafty wooden bench sees me and their brows pinch

tear my eyes away from them, quickening

who seemed to be her  husband, judging by the glittering gold ring on their

to Blake. I wanted that  with him. Just by looking at the couple one could tell  how much they loved eachother. The tenderness was  there, you could not mistake it. I smiled at her as

to ease her

chest. The way they  acted made me ache for Blake even

look convinced at my declaration. And  neither did

“Yes I am, don’t worry just needed to clear my  head of studies. I’m in my final year, you know how  tough school can be around this time.” I joked and  waved them

walk home. I prayed I reach before Arden. I  don’t want him

give

 walked along the sidewalk. School had just dismissed for  the younger one’s. Their

the hot  pavement. The sound of a car slowing down beside me  has me stiffening. I prayed it wasn’t Ryan. I didn’t want  to speak

going the same pace as I am. From my  peripheral vision I noted that

not Ryan’s.I leave my head faced front, not  wanting to

woman’s voice. I stop and turn to

down as the woman peers at me. She is  familiar, her blue eyes

a ride?” She asked and smiled sweetly.  When I looked reluctant to

me but I work at the  school, in the cafeteria?” She looked hopeful for a  recognition. Instantly

a bit down that street but I’d happily give

I  did need to reach home before Arden. And it was not  like she was a stranger. Though I never held a  conversation with

I nodded and entered the car a second later. I buckled  myself and gave her a tight smile. “Thank you. I live

nods. “Got yah.” She laughs and starts  driving away. I turn my

what’s your name?” She asked, trying to

stare at

a lovely name. Your parents have good  taste.”

stop? I promised my  mom I’d drop her pills as soon as possible. My house

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