Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Ashley’s pov

“Remember when Blake fought with Ryan so he’d be the groom when the three of them were playing wedding?” Ryn laughed and mom joined her. Dad’s face turned into a fake frown. “That little shit already knew he’d marry my baby girl. If I had known I would’ve tapped him to his dad’s jeep.”

Ace sent him a glare. “Hey man, not the jeep.”

We all laughed, well I managed a small barely heard giggle. But it’s not full of emotion like everyone hoped. They were trying to get my mind off Blake. But it wasn’t working. Rosalie sat beside me typing on her phone for the past two minutes and dad and mom sat across from me with Ryn and Ace. They left Avery with aunty Rose. I swear we had taken the entire space for the waiting room.

There were a few other people around as well, some who looked at me like I had lost my mind. I know I looked like a mess with still wet hair and a tank top with shorts. I was the definition of a mess.

“Imagine he followed me around when we were younger but his puppy little eyes always strayed to Ashley. It was kind of funny and cute.” Christal chuckled. I had introduced her to my family and she fit right in.

Everyone laughed but I couldn’t seem to bring myself to. They were saying so much good memories that Blake doesn’t even remember and it fucking hurt. Especially since he wasn’t there to hear them.But they didn’t seem to notice my mood, well not as yet.

Rosalie leans towards me and whispers. “I told Arden where I am, he’s on his way.”

I nodded wanting to see my brother who I haven’t seen in weeks due to his busy schedule and mine as well. At least he’ll say something to annoy me that will probably make us end up in a spat of words. But that’s what I needed right now, not going down memory lane without Blake there with me.

An all too familiar red haired came rushing round the corner and upon spotting us came strutting over. He looked like he had run over here honestly and seemed to be on duty judging by his uniform. “Any word on how Blake is doing?” Ryan asked me. I stood up to hug him.

“The doctor came earlier to notify me that he’ll be fine but he still needs to run some extra tests to be sure.” I said

back down on the uncomfortable chair.

Ryan nods and turns to face Christal. He sends me a confused look. “Oh this is Christal. You should know Christal, she was the girl Blake followed around until she moved in sixth grade.” There is no hostility or jealousy as I spoke. “Ahh oh right that Christal. I remember now.” Ryan responds too exaggeratedly to seem as if he was telling the truth in remembering her. “Well nice to meet you again Christal.” He smiles genuinely and shakes her hand.

Christal grins cheekily. “The pleasure is all mine. Glad to see that you got rid of the braces.” She giggles. Ryan cringes. I chuckle because I knew that Ryan did not like to be reminded of his past, especially when he had braces on and played with frogs that he now hates. One slapped his cheek with its tongue that later brought on his resentment for the little amphibians. He had it coming anyway. “Right. Let’s not mention this when Kimberly gets here.” He says and goes to sit down further away from us. Poor boy was probably scared that Christal would spill more of his past.

Mom and dad were busy talking to Ace, Ryn and Ryan while Christal and Rosalie chatted. They tried to let me in on the conversation but my mind seemed to be a bit too far. They later gave up and conversed between the two of them.

I was nearly startled when I spotted Arden rounding the corner followed by Liam. He sees me and smiles walking over to us.I stood up. “Well you look like shit.” Those were the very first words he said to me before pulling me into a hug. “Arden Grey, that is no way to speak to your sister.” Mom gasp but Arden doesn’t respond or apologize. Not that I was expecting him to, this is Arden after all.

I rolled my eyes pulling away. “Gee thanks, that’s what every girl wants to hear.” I utter while he laughs. Pushing him to the side playfully I faced Liam who I hadn’t seen in weeks too. He was a real estate agent which required him to be on his feet a lot. I smiled, pulling him into a

hug.

” You dyed your hair.” I laugh. He had dyed it a lighter shade than his original color. It suited him well. He laughs pulling away. “Well I guess I had to do this to keep everyone from messing up Rosalie and I. I mean come on, I at least thought that by now everyone would realize that Rosalie has breasts and I do not. And obviously I am the nicer one out of us two.” “Why did you even come here?” Rosalie whines but it’s filled with humor. Of course she didn’t mean it in a harsh way.

Liam points at Arden. “I gave this idiot a ride since his car broke down.”

Liam only rolled his eyes and averted them away from

on Liam so intently that I was now pondering if she was even blinking. Her cheeks had now turned a

I introduced them.

I should. I guess I still had a little jealousy that she had Blake’s attention when we were younger. “Hey.” Arden whispers. I turn to

lashes. “Hey.” Her response comes out breathy. She stood up and came towards him. She leans forward for a hug. She looks a little confused as to what to do but then Arden just smirks and pulls her flush against him before kissing her. I smile but feel a sudden pang of jealousy. Everyone was getting their happily ever after but

looks at me smiling sadly.”How are you holding up Ash?” I managed to crack a smile, one that doesn’t reach my eyes.” Well he’s not dead so that’s comforting.” I blinked back the tears. The doctor had yet to come back and I was now getting worried. It’s been more than thirty minutes. I was craving to see Blake so much that the thought of not seeing him for another minute tore me apart. As soon as the thought appears it vanishes as the doctor comes towards us with

up as the doctor nears. His attention is set on me as he smiles. It’s not flirty but one of knowing. “Good news is that he’s awake and speaking perfectly normal. But in the coming few days he should rest and drink enough fluids. So he should not get out of bed and do anything for at least four days.” He lets on. A huge

something down on his clipboard and looks up. “Something you must’ve said or done triggered him, which made his memories come back. But since it was too much in such a short amount of time, he’s brain couldn’t take the pressure. It’s common for people who had amnesia to go unconscious when the memories flood back too quickly at once. It’s too much for

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Ashley’s pov

I had been nervously biting my nails and shaking my feet, I was praying for this moment to come. To see him awake, to

where just one push of my hands I will see him, made me more nervous than the wait. I have no idea what to expect.

me?

Sighing while staring at

I rubbed my still flat stomach and for a few seconds I ponder if there really was a baby in there. But as I rubbed lower I could feel a

of the prolonging and enter the damn

nerves. Sucking in a much needed breath I twisted the knob and pushed it open,

facing me, like he already knew I was there, waiting behind the door, scared beyond imagination for his reaction. His blue eyes, as they stared at me intently from where he lay in bed, gleamed with

door behind me with a soft dick His eyes followed my nervous

Barnbina 6

that my brain refused to admit that he called me it I looked at

sinile broadened and the glint in his eyes shined with so much love that I began to cry. It started as a small sniffle until my entire body shook as

He jokes and instead of smiling like I would normally do, I cried more Maybe it was the horinones or maybe I was just lucking happy that he actually wasn’t dead either way all I wanted

him through a blurry vision. Unlike the last time he was in the hospital, he didn’t have a tube down his throat

an IV attached to his

as if knowing what I needed right now and grins. “Well, what are you waiting for bambina?” He teased, opening his arms a little wider. I fall right into them, careful not to be

and took a whiff of his scent. My tense body literally melted into butter as he clutched me tighter to him, whispering how

didn’t seem to mind, only brushed his fingers through my hair and

to

had clothed him in. He chuckles and

I thought I was going to lose you and it was all my

I tried protesting, afraid that the doctor would come in and kick me out but of course this

hair and face covered in eggs would trigger my memory of you in ninth grade. From then on everything just came all at once and I guess I

lying on my side and with one of