Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Fear. Confusion. Panic. This wasn’t how I imagined it would turn out to be after Blake had finally let down his walls. I expected our happy ever after.

But ofcourse I was too naive to think that considering the fact that every single time we’re happy, the universe throws a shit ton of obstacles like we hadn’t had enough as it is. 2 So as I stared at my husband getting wheeled into the ambulance with egg still in my hair and on my makeup free face well all I wanted to do was fucking ball my eyes out and ask why. 1

Why did everything bad have to happen to us? Why did we have to go through so much? Could we not just be happy? 2

I felt like a damn failure, not only did I not know what went wrong but I also was useless. I wasn’t a doctor and I obviously couldn’t diagnose or tell anyone a proper reason as to why he blacked out. 1

Could it be the sex last night? He did say I wore him out. Shit I just had to hop on my husband’s dick and ride him, well, technically he rode me.”

I had already informed the medics of his amnesia and the bullet wound behind his head that wasn’t a hundred percent cured yet. So when one walked up to me quickly where I stood frozen watching them securely push the stretcher inside the ambulance, I all but got startled. I was in my own world.

“Ma’am will you be coming along or would you come after?” He asked. He seemed a bit impatient.But who wasn’t right now? I sure was, especially to know if my husband would wake up soon.

I stared at Blake’s still body on the stretcher and watched as the medics worked on him. I turn to the pudgy short asian man. “No, I’ll come afterwards. I need you to bring him to the hospital as soon as possible.”

but something told me that I was the one who caused his episode earlier. The way he looked at me like I was a ghost, his eyes glazed and confused. Something triggered him. I

dried on my face and hair. I didn’t want the Same thing to happen again when he woke up to see my egg face

me staring at them with

surprised to see Christal running towards me.

one. Just the only one who seemed to care enough

and I don’t know what caused it. I should be going to the hospital actually.” Her worried eyes scanned my face and I hoped she wouldn’t point out the egg on my face and question it. “I can come with you if you’d like, I can drive? It’s not the best decision to drive, especially stressed and in a hurry.” She suggested. I shrugged because honestly my voice had seemed to be tired from all the crying and

showing her around. I was a bad neighbor while she was the best. “Sure, let me just wash out the egg as quickly as I can.” I said and walked towards the

only took me five seconds. I wasn’t sure it was the cleanest I’ve

weren’t transparent then that’s fine. I didn’t want Blake to go into cardiac arrest

says beside me. My feet kept shaking nervously as I bit my nails. The stress wasn’t

operated on or otherwise. In our case I was at least thankful that the doctor mentioned Blake’s case was not severe but wanted to

get here before he wakes up?” She questions. I shrugged not knowing the answer to

work without a doubt trying to get away to come

from the pocket of my shorts.