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.

loved Rosalie and she loved him equally. It was now irritating to

don’t you take the test now Rosalie?” Kimberly suggested. “We’ll be with you every step of the way.” Rosalie bites down on her 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 glistened with wickedness made me realize that whatever she was thinking can’t be good. “Would you two take the test together with me so I’ll not be the only one?”

no “I spoke up, shaking my head. There was

no need for confirmation again.” Kimberly snorts and points at her

made in heaven, they are exactly the same. Know how to manipulate anything to get their way. “Come on

out. I’m not going through that shit again. Ashley on the

to Kimberly and send her a sharp glare. “Throw me under

on Ashley, it’s not like you should be afraid of the results. Well, unless you

Ashley, nothing to be afraid of.” Rosalie utters. I turn my sharp glare towards

I’m not pregnant. I just don’t feel like peeing on

her knees before me and peers at me sadly. “Please Ashley, I don’t want

stared at her blankly before giving

When we’re done we’ll bring it here and place it on the box

lap, I picked

us!” Kimberly and Rosalie shouts behind me. I rolled

boxing a teenage boy to

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 like I did not have any urine left. “How could this small little stick thing tell when a woman is pregnant?” I asked no one in particular

my hands. Staring at myself in the mirror I shook my head. “How did I even end up here?” I asked my

you done Ashley?” Rosalie

the small towel that was hanging beside the mirror. “Yes I’ll be out in a sec!” I yelled back. “I should’ve continued sucking Blake’s face and pretended to not have heard my phone ringing. Then I wouldn’t have gone through 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