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.
you.” I said when mom
my already made bed and settle
top with a
I asked.
and would be turning five in a
troublemaker
dearly.
is having a
night there. Don’t worry she’ll be
tomorrow. She’s excited to
the only reason Avery
because she treated me like one of
feed me
face. I ended up
after but refrain from telling
I don’t
laughed agreeing with me.”Well I’ll
I’m going to
your favorite, lasagna.” Mom smiled.
she had her hair pinned into
more youthful.
a shower and
I finished a yawn slipped
lips.
understanding and
bed. University was hard
was not being able to
everyday.
from the
and surprised to see that Blake
same room.
He had insisted that
wouldn’t take no for an
in the
day I realized that I didn’t
wanted to spend everyday in his arms.
we survived for a
was to stand by each other no matter what.
He was my life and
the zipper and took out my phone
Blake and I lights up
that picture on the day he left.
over the screen,
you.” I
he was not deployed he’d come to visit me
spent the few days he could
making love, kissing and
for lost time.
was selfish but I wanted him
day. And when the time came for
he took a piece of
that I was home. I missed him.
and the last time I spoke
seeing a
ring a
coaxing him to send a picture
managed to snatch my bestfriends heart
Wanting me to meet her
high school that he
his
through tough trainings and
of dedication he had accomplished
especially
on the bed and got up to
needed a
groaned, kicking off the covers of my body.
which meant it was night time.
not wake me?
up and carefully placed
put on the
room lights up and I amble over
the door.
reminding me that I had
I walked downstairs. The
the kitchen. I hear the soft
the roof and the windows. It’s
kitchen, laughing at a
them. I raise my eyes
Seven. I didn’t
not wake me?” I
They stop their
to me. He gets up quickly lifting
did
home baby.” He
his embrace.
can’t breathe.” I
let’s me go and ruffles my loose
to
at him.”
I whine, blowing the few messy strands
my face.
“You mean the hair that was
up?”
come to join them.
listened
Mom had placed a plate of lasagna in front
whilst I sat at
was a few minutes digging
to dad talk about his work when a
it blares again this time louder.
look at
expecting anyone?” I asked confused
the horn blared again.
mom bites her bottom lip.
but to be
out there. Maybe they need
states.
brows. Me? “Why can’t you guys go,
here!” I voiced
brow.” Didn’t you tell me a few
I should not carry you like
anymore?”
a point. I sighed and
the
opened it and noticed a jeep parked
spot the silhouette of a
the dim street
who it
rain? Does this guy want to catch
there something I could do
shout over the loud platter of
a kiss and a
shouts over
filling up with tears.
out already running towards him. I did
rain was already soaking me.
to be
He grins opening
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