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.
said when mom
already made
top with a
is Avery?” I asked. Avery was
four years and would be turning five
a little troublemaker
dearly.
having a sleepover tonight so
night there. Don’t
tomorrow. She’s excited to see you.”
that the only reason Avery loved my
she treated me like
meant she would force feed me like I
to my face.
after but refrain from telling her so. I cringed.
her but I don’t
with me.”Well I’ll leave
and unpack. I’m going to start
I’ll do your favorite,
she had her hair
more youthful.
take a shower and a short
soon as I finished a yawn
lips.
and leaves
my bed. University
difficult was not being able to
everyday.
up from the coma five
see that Blake
same room.
beside mine. He had insisted that he would
take no for an
him in the same
I didn’t
to spend everyday
and we survived for a reason. And
to stand by each other
matter what . He was my
took
picture of Blake and I
on the day he left.
I brush my thumb over the screen,
you.” I
he’d come to visit
We spent the few days
kissing and
for lost time.
I was selfish but I wanted
side every day. And when the time came for
piece of me with
Ryan that I was home.
for months and
he started seeing a girl named
a
him to send a picture of the lovely
snatch my bestfriends heart
to meet her face
leaving high school that he
become like his
through tough trainings and a
of dedication he had accomplished it.
especially
down on the
needed a shower, unpacking can
the covers of
dark which meant it was night
not wake me?
up and carefully placed
the lamp placed on the
lights up and
the door.
growls reminding me that I
I
on so is the kitchen. I hear
hitting the roof and the
the kitchen, laughing at a
I raise my eyes to
Seven. I didn’t sleep
not
them. They stop their conversing as
gets up quickly
like he did
baby.” He
his embrace.
can’t breathe.” I choked
let’s me go and ruffles
to reach
scowled fake glaring up at him.”
I whine, blowing the few messy strands
my face.
“You mean the hair that was
up?”
laugh as I come to join them.
listened to me yapping
Mom had placed a plate of
whilst I sat at the kitchen
a few minutes digging
dad talk about his
time louder. I drop my fork
look at my
y’all expecting anyone?” I asked confused
the horn blared again.
while mom bites her bottom lip.
but to be sure maybe
out there. Maybe they need help somehow.”
states.
“Why
adults here!” I
brow.” Didn’t you tell me a few months
and I should not carry you
anymore?”
I spurted. He had a point. I sighed and got up
to the
noticed a jeep parked
could spot the silhouette of a
rain and the dim street lights I
see who
rain? Does this guy want to catch
something I could do for you, do you
shout over the
about a kiss and a welcome home
shouts over the
eyes filling
running towards him.
to be in his
He grins opening his arms as I
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