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Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56

“Can I talk to you in private?” I ask Blake coming up behind him.  He was already seated at the lunch table, Ryan on the opposite  side of him eating and talking about God knows what.  

I had placed the test in the front pocket of my bag. I wanted  nothing more to throw it away and pretend nothing happened.  But my conscience would not let me.  

Blake noticed the tone of my voice because he turned to face  me quickly, brows furrowed. I tear my eyes away from him, not  having the courage to look at him. I could not see him the same  anymore. It hurt to look at him now.  

“Ooh Blake what did you do?” Ryan asked in a teasing voice and  laughed. Seeing that I was not a bit amused he stops.  

“What’s wrong Ley?” Blake asked in worry.  

I sighed not once looking at him. “We need to talk in private  Blake. There are too many eyes and ears here.” 

My eyes skittish around the many faces. The cafeteria doors  open and in walks in Stacy. Her eyes burn into my own before a  smirk crawls on her face. She tears her eyes away from me and  looks at Blake. 

I stop breathing when she starts proceeding towards us. Her  face hard with determination. My heart thuds and sweat begin  to coat my skin.  

“Are you okay Ley? You look sick.” Blake’s voice is worried as he  reaches for me. His fingers wrap around the bone of my wrist to  get my attention.  

But I cannot seem to move my eyes away from the blonde  marching towards us. Somehow I knew that whatever would  happen next,Blake and I would not be the same anymore.  

And that thought tore me completely.  

“Ley?” I could barely hear Ryan’s voice. I felt like their voices  were going on deaths ears. I could barely hear anything other  than my own heartbeat.  

Before I knew it she had reached beside us, barely a foot away.  Her arms in the front pockets of her sweater.  

She smiled cruelly at me.  

And it is then Blake seems to notice her presence. His grip on  my wrist becomes more firm as he jerks me closer to him.  

“What the hell do you want?” He hisses lowly as to not cause a  scene. Oh Blake baby, this is why she came here in the first  place. To make a scene. 

She turns to him, her eyes widening in innocence. “Don’t go all  hulk on me Blake, I simply came here to talk.” 

“I don’t want to talk to you Stacy, be on your way.” He  grumbles. He feels my unease and stands up.  

His warm body coming closer to me, to ease my worries. But it  doesn’t help, even though he turns me around and drops his  head to my level to look in my eyes.  

“Did she do anything to you? Tell me Ashley I’ll deal with her.” He urges gripping my shoulders.  

No matter how much I tried I couldn’t speak. It was like fear  clutched me tightly and prevented me from speaking. I feared  that if he got to know of this pregnancy then he’d leave me. My  insecurities would not let me think otherwise.  

“Relax Blake I didn’t do anything to your precious Ashley. What  you did to me otherwise…” She drawls out shifting on her foot  as she glares at Blake.  

 

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