Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 73

Chapter 73 

Epilogue

~ 5 years later ~

“You’re home.” Mom gushed opening the door wider to

let me in. It was already five thirty, a bit late I may add. I

had taken a plane and a bus to get here. So that would

explain why I reached here so late.

I smile, place my heavy duffel bag on the floor and walk

into her arms. She squeezes me as I inhale her familiar

scent that always soothes me. “Oh I missed you.” She

whispered.

“I missed you too mom.” I answered sincerely.

I had decided to come visit since it was summer vacation

and I would not enjoy spending my vacation days

cooped up in a small dorm room alone.

My roommate, Andie was an Indian who I got along with

fine. She was a bit of a clean freak but could

undoubtedly make the meanest grilled cheese sandwich.

She decided to spend time with her family and I decided

that I spent too long seeing my own.

It was just a few months without seeing them yet it felt

like an eternity. One more year at Harvard and I will not

have to leave them again.

We pull away and I giggle when she reaches up to wipe

the tears away from my eyes. “I can’t believe your

brother decided to stay at Yale instead of coming to

visit.” She humpths.

I shrug. “The last time I spoke to Arden it was a few days

ago. He’s still heartbroken about the breakup with

Rosalie. I think he didn’t come to visit because he’s afraid

he’ll see her around.”

Arden and Rosalie broke things off two weeks ago

because of a photo of a very drunk Arden making out

with another girl. Understandably Rosalie got pissed off

and called it quits.

Arden has been moping ever since. While he had gone

off to Yale, Rosalie stayed here to go to a local college

here along with her brother. The relationship had gotten

strained ever since and seeing Arden kiss the girl was the

last straw.

“If I know my son the way I do he’ll win her back. Afterall

he’s his dad’s son. By the way remind me to throw away

the playstation Rose gave him as revenge for not coming

to visit.” Mom stated and picked up my duffel bag. I

laughed.

“Jeez baby, what are you packing in this bag? It weighs a

ton.” She complained.

I shrugged and walked up the stairs.

“Just some clothes and books I bought. Nothing much.

Where’s dad?” I asked turning to stare at her while

asking the question.

There were also a lot of letters Blake had sent me,

stacked neatly in a little box. As soon as we left high

school Blake had joined the military. He made me

promise to wait for him and promise to come back to

me.

It was really hard not being able to touch or hear his

voice occasionally. It has been a tough five years and I

cannot wait until he is out of deployment.

Our only form of communication was the use of sending

letters since he was not allowed to use personal cell

phones or other devices where they were based.

It had already been two weeks without getting one of his

letters and I was beginning to grow worried. Usually it

took the maximum of a week.

She pants strutting up the stairs behind me. “Your dad

should be here in an hour tops. The office called him for

something urgent.”

“I can hold that mom.” I pointed at the duffel bag she

was struggling with. She nods and walks the remaining

steps to meet me then pushes the bag in my hands. I

groaned at the weight but either way walked to my room

with it.

when mom opens the door for me.

to my already made bed and settle the

top with

Avery?” I asked. Avery

years and would be turning five in

troublemaker but I loved

dearly.

is having a sleepover tonight so

night there. Don’t

She’s excited to

that the only reason Avery

treated me like

she would force feed

apply makeup to my face. I ended up

refrain from telling her

but I don’t miss the horrendous

with me.”Well I’ll leave

and unpack. I’m going to start

I’ll do your favorite, lasagna.” Mom smiled.

bun she had her hair pinned into made

more youthful.

a shower and a short nap.

I finished

lips.

and leaves after. I

down on my bed. University

found the most difficult was not being able to

everyday.

I had woken up from the coma five

surprised to see that Blake was

same room.

mine. He had insisted that he would

wouldn’t take no for an answer until

placed him in

I didn’t want to take

and wanted to spend everyday in his arms.

survived for a reason. And

was to stand by each other no matter what.

He was

the zipper and took out my

Blake and I lights up

picture on the day he left. My

thumb over the

miss you.”

was not deployed he’d come to visit me

spent the few days he could spend in

love, kissing and trying to make

for lost time.

I was

side every day. And when

a piece

that I was home. I missed him.

him for months and the

seeing

ring a

tried coaxing him to send

snatch my bestfriends heart

meet her face to

had decided after leaving high

become like his

through tough trainings and

he

proud, especially his

the bed and got

needed a shower, unpacking can

covers

dark which meant it was night time.

not wake me?

up and carefully placed my

on the lamp placed

bed. The room lights

the door.

me that I

I walked downstairs.

is the kitchen. I hear the soft

hitting the roof and the windows. It’s

parents are in the kitchen, laughing at

raise my eyes to the clock

I

did you not wake me?” I grumble

them. They stop

head to me. He gets up quickly

he did when

Welcome home baby.” He

his embrace.

I can’t breathe.”

me go and ruffles my loose

cut to reach

fake glaring up at him.” You

I whine, blowing the few messy strands away

my face.

snorts. “You mean the

up?”

laugh as I come to join them. We talked for a

listened to me yapping

a plate of lasagna in

sat

was a few minutes digging into

to dad talk about his work

again this time louder. I

plate and look

y’all expecting anyone?”

the horn blared again.

shrugs while mom bites

be sure maybe you

Maybe they need help

states.

Me? “Why can’t you guys

adults here!” I

Didn’t you tell me a few

adult and I should not carry

anymore?”

I spurted. He had a point. I

to the

noticed a jeep parked at

the silhouette of a

the dim street lights

see who it

rain? Does this guy

there something I could do for you, do you

I shout over the loud platter of the

a welcome

tone shouts over the

eyes filling up with tears. “Blake!?”

towards him. I did not

the rain was already soaking me. All I

be

grins opening his arms as

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