Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69 

This is how I imagined it to be if I were in an accident.  Darkness, confusion and pain shooting behind my head. 

My body felt heavy like I had drunk too much and now  lost the ability to move my limbs. 

Through the pain and the numbness I could hear the  closing of draws. Good then I was waking up. I forced my  fingers to move, doing one at a time. 

They felt stiff until I clenched them. 

It is then I feel something wrapped around my wrist. It is  wrapped so tightly that I am unable to shift my hands,  only my fingers. It was digging into my flesh, certainly  leaving a mark. 

My lips part as I groan, forcing my heavy eyelids to open.  My vision is blurry at first but it soon clears when I blink.  The sight of the woman that seemed so harmless was in  front of me smirking.

“Good you’re awake.” She smiles. 

I pressed my lips together and tried to move out of the  wooden chair she seemed to have placed me in. But my  hands are bonded behind the chair and my ankles are  tied together. 

I stop struggling seeing that it is useless for now. “Why  are you even doing this? I don’t know you.” I spit feeling  my head pulse. Whatever she had in that cloth certainly  did a number on me. 

She raises a brow and bends until her eyes are at my  level. “So you’re saying that Asher never mentioned me?  I thought what we had was special?” She mocked then  reaches over to pinch my cheeks. 

I shake my head angrily not wanting her nasty hands on  my face. “My dad never mentioned a senile person.” I  glared. Maybe I shouldn’t provoke her. 

She throws her head back laughing. “Senile? Darling I’m  perfectly okay.” She sighs and gets up. 

She trails a finger down my cheek and I immediately feel  disgust. “You look just like your mom. Pretty and perfect.  It’s no wonder all the guys go for y’all.”

I wrench away from her fingers as best as I could and  glared up into her cold eyes. “Don’t touch me.” I  snapped. 

She smirks. “What, you rather Blake touch you huh? Like  how he Fcked you in clas, in the bathroom and on the  field?” 

I felt the blood drain from my face as I peered up at her.  Did she see us all those times? Was she the one who  took the pictures of us? Was she the stalker? 

“I took out pictures of y’all for memories. I sent one to  you and your dad did you not get it?” She asked  innocently. 

If it weren’t for the evil glint in her eyes this lady could  really have pa*sed for an innocent person. I did not  answer her, not wanting to give her the satisfaction. 

She looks up at her old wooden ceiling and sighed as if  in a trance. “I remember your dad and I F*cking like that  in school.” She giggles then looks down at me. 

Her expression goes blank. But I see the rage in those  depths. “Until your whore of a mother came into the  picture.” She roars.

“So that’s it…” I drawled out realizing that I didn’t even  know my captor’s name. She rolls her eyes. “Shelly.” 

The name feels like it should ring a bell but it doesn’t. I  nod keeping my face neutral. “Shelly, you’re still holding  on to the past? From what I get, my dad left you for my  mom and you still hold that resentment?” 

I was trying to make conversation while twisting my  hands behind me to get free. But it proves fruitless as  the rope bite into my flesh. 

She snorts. “Do you really think I care about your mom  and dad? I simply want revenge for being sent to prison.  They caused it. They left me there to rot for five damn  years. Five years can really change someone. ” She bends  down to my level. 

“And I’m going to take pleasure in ruining their pretty  doll of a daughter that’s really not so innocent like they  thought.” She blows a kiss cackling when I shoot her a  look of hatred. 

“They’re going to come for me Shelly. I’m sure by now  they notice I haven’t gotten home yet.” I hissed. 

She laughs louder and motions to the counter top. I spot  my bag and I feel nauseous. My phone was in there. She 

could’ve definitely unlocked it using my finger since I  was unconscious. 

“I don’t think they are worried since you’re helping Ryan  with his studies.” She smirks. “Don’t worry I texted your  boyfriend too. I think he’ll add more fun to our little  game we have going on here.” 

My heart pounds and lips grow cold.”You bitch, leave  him out of this!” I shout on the verge of crying. I didn’t  care that I was now cursing. Like she said I was not so  innocent. 

She widens her eyes in fake shock. “But didn’t you want  him to join us? He seemed to be worried when I left the  school. I got to say that the guy is head over heels in  love with you. Too bad you ruin everything you touch  just like your mom.” 

Then she flips her hand away like the way she would do  to a fly that was persistent on flying beside her. 

“Anyway it’s too late, he’s on his way. He should be here  any minute now.” She giggles and walks to a drawer. 

I was in the kitchen and where she placed me I got a  good view of the front door. Hopefully I’d be able to  warn Blake before he enters. Though I highly doubted it.

She opens the drawers, her back facing me. I use that  opportunity to open my mouth to scream. “Help!  Someone help me! Someone please help me!” I  screamed as loud as I could. 

My eyes are still looking at her. She pulls out a black  shiny object and my mouth slam shut right away. A gun. 

She turns around with the gun in her hand and wiggles  it. “Now, now none of that screaming darling. I’d hate to  kill our fun so early.” 

I feel cold. I knew she wouldn’t think twice to kill me. She  was playing with me. This was a game. I just needed to  play. “Blake will know something is up. I don’t come to  this part of town. No one sensible enough comes around  here.” 

She rolls her eyes digging into the draw and pulls out a  duct tape. “He simply thinks that you helped a blind old  woman you met on the way to her home which happens  

to reside here. He sounded in a rush to come pick you up  so don’t worry darling he’ll join the game soon enough.” 

She walks over me with the gun and duct tape in hand.  She places the gun on the counter and smirks at me as  she tears a piece of the tap. “Look Shelly I don’t think  your mom would like what you’re doing-“

She cackles. “Darling I haven’t seen my parents in years. I  also blame your parents for that.” 

So she lied about bringing pills to her mom? This also  means that this psycho lives alone. 

She then comes to me and places the tap over my  mouth. My voice is muffled by the tap. I glare at her in  hatred. 

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to pay them  back for what they did to me. Because of them I couldn’t  get a decent job, my parents disowned me and no one  looked at me the same anymore. They ruined me. Just  like I will ruin you.” She hisses.