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.

I said when mom opens the door for me.

my already made bed

top with a

is Avery?” I asked. Avery was my

years and would be

troublemaker but

dearly.

friend Gina is having a

there. Don’t

excited to see you.”

the only reason

because she treated me like one of

feed me like

makeup to my face.

refrain from telling her so. I

her but I don’t miss the horrendous

me.”Well I’ll leave

and unpack. I’m going to start

do your favorite, lasagna.” Mom smiled.

had her hair pinned into made

more youthful.

I’ll just take a shower and a short nap.

as I

lips.

in understanding and leaves

plop down on my bed.

the most difficult was not being

everyday.

I had woken up from the

and surprised to see that

same room.

He had insisted that

no for

him in the

that day I realized that I didn’t want to

spend everyday in his

died and we survived for

by each other

matter what . He was my life and I was

zipper and took out my phone from the

picture of Blake and I lights up

on the day he left. My heart

thumb over the

you.” I

he was not deployed he’d come to

days he could spend

making love, kissing and trying to

for lost time.

never was enough. I was selfish but I wanted

day. And when the time

piece of me

to text Ryan that I was home. I missed him.

and the last

started seeing a

name should ring a bell

him to send a picture of the lovely

snatch my

Wanting me to meet her face

decided after leaving high school that he felt

become like his

going through tough trainings

dedication he had accomplished it.

especially

down on the bed and got

needed a

covers of my body.

it was night time.

not wake me?

and carefully placed my feet

the

bed. The room lights up and

the door.

reminding me that I had not

door I walked downstairs.

light is on so is the kitchen. I

roof and the

are in the kitchen, laughing at

my eyes to

I didn’t

you not wake me?” I

stop their

me. He gets up quickly lifting me up

like he did

He chuckles squeezing me

his embrace.

I can’t breathe.” I

quickly let’s me go and ruffles

cut to

at him.”

I whine, blowing the few messy

my face.

snorts. “You mean the hair that was already

up?”

as I come to join them. We talked for

and they listened

a plate of lasagna

whilst I sat

few minutes digging into my

his work when

again this time louder. I drop my

look at

anyone?” I asked confused

the horn blared again.

bites

but to be sure maybe

there. Maybe they need help

states.

Me? “Why can’t you

here!” I voiced

you tell me a

adult and I should not carry you like

anymore?”

spurted. He had a

to the

noticed a jeep parked at

the silhouette

and the dim street lights I

see who it

in the rain? Does this

something I could do for you,

over the

and a welcome home baby?”

shouts over the

eyes filling

out already running towards

rain was already soaking

was to be

flesh baby.” He grins opening his arms as I

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