Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Ashley’s pov

This was honestly the last thing I thought Rosalle would say. I was utterly shocked and felt the weight of not knowing what to do or how to comfort her. “Are you sure?” Kimberly whispers, her eyes on Rosalie’s stomach,

Rosalie opens her eyes, sighs and plops down on the mat crossed leg. “I don’t know, I‘ve been feeling nauseous recently and I feel like I put on weight Instead of losing Also Arden didn’t pull out on the wedding night nor did he the day after.”

She brings her legs up, circles her arms around them and drops her head on her knees. “This is what I get for not taking precautions. I should never have slept with him. Fuck him and how he makes me feel.” She murmurs but it’s barely coherent as her mouth is pressed to her legs.

Finally finding my voice, I spoke up, “Did you at least take a test to know?” I asked.

She lifts her head and I feel sadden as I witness her red rimmed eyes and snotty nose.

“I haven’t yet. I bought them an hour ago but I’m scared to take it.” She confessed.

“Wait them? How many did you buy?” I asked.

She rises to her feet and shrugs. “Around ten.” She admits. She then points at the black bag on the coffee table before us. “They’re all in here, taunting me.” She grumbles.

I nodded. “Okay, did you tell this to Arden?”

“God no, unless I am sure that I am in fact pregnant then I’ll keep this scare away from him. It’s not like he’d care.” She grumbles lowly.

“Of course he cares about you Rosa. Arden loves you and I know he did some stupid shit in the past but he’s trying to make it up to you. If you are in fact pregnant, I think it would be considered fate. It was meant to happen, you two were meant to happen.” I defended my brother.

Rosalie and she loved him equally. It was now irritating to see her pushing him away when she wanted him just

bottom lip and flicks her eyes between Kimberly and I. “Every step of the way?” Kimberly nods while my stomach drops. The way Rosalie’s eyes

spoke up, shaking my head. There was

confirmation again.” Kimberly snorts and points

I groaned inwardly. That little devil. It’s no wonder she and Arden are a match made in heaven, they are exactly the same. Know how to manipulate anything to get their way. “Come on guys,

know how the results of the test will come out. I’m not going through that shit again. Ashley on the other hand can do it with

a sharp glare. “Throw

of the results. Well, unless you

of.” Rosalie utters. I turn

pregnant. I just don’t feel like peeing on a

knees before me and peers at me sadly. “Please Ashley, I don’t want to take it alone. I’m scared.” She

giving

one in my bathroom and you can take yours in the guest bathroom. When we’re done we’ll bring it here and place it on the box while we wait together.” She says and opens the black bag filled with

hit my boobs then fell on my lap, I picked it up and rise to my feet. “I hate you two for forcing me into this.” I grumble as

and Rosalie

boxing a teenage boy to

that I had gotten all of that pee out. “Please Ashley take the test with me, I’m scared.” I grumble as I continued to shake a bit, making sure to not get pee on my fingers. “Little she devil knew how to play her cards right.” I sighed and moved the test away from between my legs when I felt

in the mirror I shook my head. “How did I even end up here?” I

done

this.” I murmur and picked up the test, careful to not touch where I had peed on. I walked out of the bathroom and made my way