Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Ryan asked as I  strutted over to the table. Blake’s back was faced to me  as he ate. I didn’t want to come here and face him but I  was so tired of being weak. 

I needed to realize that a guy cannot have that much  power over me even if that guy was Blake. 

So after crying my eyes out in the bathroom, I grew  some balls and decided to swallow my feelings and face  him. 

Upon hearing Ryan’s question he turns around to face  me, fry between his parted lips. I tear my eyes away from  him not wanting to feel the pain again. I looked at Ryan  and shrugged. “Nothing is wrong.” 

Ryan raises a thick brow and drags his eyes down my  body. It was not in a sexual way, just in curiosity.

“Try telling that to your red rimmed eyes and tousled  hair. Oh and your empty hands without your lunch. ” He  murmured unpleased that he didn’t know what had happened. 

I suppose my hair was tousled because of my hands  tugging at the tresses in anger earlier. 

“I’m not hungry.” Was the only thing that left my lips. 

“What’s wrong baby?” Blake asked when I reached  beside them. I don’t answer him, instead I walk over to  Ryan’s side and plop down on the empty chair beside  him. 

Baby? How dare he act like nothing happened. 

My blatant anger and the way I completely ignored Blake  had awkward tension zapping through the air. I hear him  sigh as my eyes refuse to leave the table. 

“Okay so what did I do now?” Blake asked. 

I raise my eyes to meet his and glared heatedly. “You  have the audacity to act like you don’t know why I am  giving you the cold shoulder!” I spat. 

His eyes widened in shock. “Baby I don’t-“

“Don’t call me baby!” I yelled. The cafeteria goes quiet  and so does Ryan beside me. My breathing accelerated,  my chest moving up and down quickly. 

I see the surprise in his blue eyes and the love that swims  through the orbs. It makes it hurt even more. My vision  blurs and I fight to keep my anger at bay.”How could  you?” My voice cracks as I look at him. 

He opens his mouth to speak but I’m quicker than he is.  “How could you kiss her? I saw you both in the cla*s.” I  whispered in a broken voice. 

Realization dawns on him. “I did not kiss her Ashley, she  kissed me.” He snaps. “She wanted to talk about the  stupid pregnancy. I decided to listen, next thing I know  she’s pulling me towards her-“ 

“You didn’t pull away.” I noted angrily. 

His jaw ticks. “If you had stayed a second again then you  would have seen when I had pushed her away.” 

“So what excuse will you have for not telling me about  the kiss before I brought it up? Were you ever even  going to tell me?” I asked, clenching my fist on my thigh.  I needed to punch someone.

“You have a lot going on Ashley, I didn’t want to worry  you over something so stupid. I was waiting for the right  time until everything settled down a little.Stacy does not  mean anything to me, not now not ever.” He voiced.  “You’re the only one that means something to me Ley.” 

Seeing that he didn’t ease me he sighs in pain. “I pushed  her away as soon as my senses kicked in. I was not  expecting her to pull off something like that. Not when  we were just speaking about her doctor’s appointment.” 

I snorted still not buying his words. “Doctors  appointment for what? For a non existant pregnancy?  Did Stacy even tell you that she was not actually  pregnant?” 

Everyone in the cafeteria was shocked at my revelation. I  didn’t care if the nasty blonde was here, listening to me  whilst I outed her lie. I looked around the cafeteria and a  smirk forms on my lips at a squirming Stacy. 

She sat in a corner, her nose covered in white bandages.  Around her eyes were covered in red and purple. It was  probably caused by her injured nose. I stood up, palms  flat on the surface of the table. 

“Did you not tell him that I was the one who broke your  nose? No? Didn’t want him to ask what for?” I yelled 

glaring at her. The people around her scoot away as she  squirmed in embarra*sment. 

“You were the one who broke Stacy’s nose? Jesus Christ  who is this bada*s and what has she done to my  bestfriend?” I could hear Ryan ask beside me but I didn’t  answer. Blake was surprisingly quiet, listening to what I  was shouting at Stacy. 

“Why don’t you tell him Stacy? Let everyone know how  much of a waste of space you are. Tell them how you  faked a pregnancy just to get back at me. Tell them how  low you could get just to feel good about yourself even  if it is just for a second. Tell Blake the F*cking truth!” I  roared at the end, my nails digging into the wood.  Everyone gasped, probably from hearing me curse. 

Her eyes widen. “I-I-” She stuttered. 

“I-I what?” I mocked. 

Her eyes move from mine to stare at Blake. He’s already  looking at her with a bored expression written on his  face. “I’m not pregnant.” She finally confesses. He  doesn’t look surprised by her revelation instead he rolls  his eyes. 

“I knew that already.” He snorts.

So he knew all along yet he still listened to her talk  nonsense in the cla*sroom about a stupid doctors  appointment? 

Her eyes blurred. “I’m sorry Blake, I love you and wanted  you back. I thought it was the only way. I love you so  much.” She cried hicupping. Blake wasn’t the one to  answer her, I was. 

“Good because you two deserve eachother.” I spat  walking around the table. 

Hearing my words Blake is quick to stand up and blocks  my path. I don’t peer up at him instead I leave my eyes  on his white shirt. “What the F*ck do you mean Ashley?”  He’s angry but I can’t find a bone in me to care. 

“Move out of my way.” I mumble glaring holes into his  shirt.