Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 11

 
Chapter 11 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
Somehow through my half drunken state I managed to  ask. “Wait we?” Was this how it felt to be drunk? 
Ryan nodded eagerly and draped his arm around my  shoulder. I groaned trying to balance myself from his  weight. “Yes we, you’re coming along.” He states  dragging me along with him. 
I look at Blake, the protest on the tip of my tongue but it  doesn’t come out. Blake follows with Stacy beside him. I 
turn to face the front. Even with my half drunken state I  still felt the burning jealousy when I see them together  like this. Alcohol doesn’t seem to numb the feelings I  have for Blake. 
I bite my tongue. Somehow I wanted to tell her to get  her nasty claws away from him. I blamed my alcohol  consumption. We weave our way around sweaty bodies  and find ourselves entering a dimly lit room. 
The scent of marijuana was powerful, like a strong blow  to the face. Usually I would gag or cringe at the scent  and probably turn around and say no way I’m out. But I  found myself wanting to enter in further. 
There were a couple of teens in the middle of the room.  Half of them looked out of their minds, like me. They sat  in a circle, some smirking while others looked ready to  crawl in a hole and die. 
Ryan drags me to the circle and sits down with me  plopping down beside him. I look at the faces, trying to  recognize some of them. Was it that bad that I didn’t  know half of the kids that went to my school? 
Blake and Stacy sat down opposite to us. I grit my teeth  seeing how close she was to him. She’s his girlfriend  Ashley, this is how couples normally act. At least my  conscience didn’t seem to be intoxicated by the alcohol. 
I turn to Ryan. “This is a kids game.” I whispered but it  seemed to be louder than I thought. I was now the  center of attention. 

I turn to face everyone, the alcohol currently in my  system didn’t allow me to care. I shrugged staring at the  faces that would ignore me by tomorrow. 
“What it’s the  truth.” 
The guy who came to call Blake and Ryan smirks.” Not  the way we play it.” what they all say. There’s  nothing you can say or do that’ll make me think 
A creepy  wider, that had me cringing internally. “How we play is  different. We make our own rules, it’s 
it  different? Please elaborate.” I taunt. Since when do I  have a snarky mouth? Alcohol and I 
can’t choose truth more  than five times. And as for the dare, if you so happen to  chicken out, you’ll be getting shaved. Oh and before I voiced looking at the others. 
thought of staying there after all. I  looked at Ryan. Seeing that he was busy making goo goo  eyes at a girl I turn to face Blake. He notices my  distress.” If you don’t want who’ll be 
 find myself agreeing to the terms of the 
let’s start!” I 
and calls for another guy to bring a beer  bottle. As soon as the bottle is in his hands he doesn’t  hesitate to push it to his lips and gulp down its contents.  When it’s empty he places it in 
can do this  right? It’s not like they’ll say some ridiculous dares, right? If I get shaved bald dad would surely begin.” He laughs then spins the bottle. It  was 
thumps with every spin the bottle does. It  slowly comes to a stop. I lift my head to the girl it had  chosen to be first. She looked familiar but I couldn’t  pinpoint where or what cla*s I had seen her. She didn’t 

needed to stop  calling him guy but it wasn’t my fault, I didn’t know his  name. I don’t think I ever bothered to know anyone’s  name, truth.” She says and licks  her 
week?” His lips  are curled into a smirk, one which lets someone sighs like the question bored her. “About ten or  more, counting 
of this stupid game. Didn’t I  learn from my last lesson to not let Stacy provoke me  into doing things I girl spins the bottle and a few seconds later it lands  on Stacy. 
She answers not seeming that all bothered that  the attention was on her now. 
I 
with Blake?”  Sandy asks, seeming to 
zone her out. But  somehow I couldn’t, my body refused. Blake’s eyes  flicker to me before he quickly moves them away. 
directly 
I feel the sting, the jealousy and the hatred. 
“But I guess the craziest place would be in a theme  park.” She finishes off. 
My hands are clenched into fists on my thighs as I sat  crossed leg. I remember the day I was supposed to be  tutoring him for an upcoming test. But he had other  plans to bring Stacy to the theme park and ended up  failing the test. That was a week ago. 
Stacy spins the bottle and I watch as it slowly stops on  me. I feel my breath get stuck in my throat, praying that  I somehow could gain magical powers to not make it stop  on me. But my prayers aren’t answered and I’m left  staring at the bottle that taunted me. 
My eye slowly drags up to face the cruel smirk on her red  stained lips. I straighten my posture. I couldn’t let her  win, I wouldn’t. 
“Ashley.” She drags out. ” Truth or dare?” 

“Truth.” I answered with a slight shake to my voice. The  alcohol must be wearing off. 
Her eyes are mocking and her lips split impossibly wider.  “Who’s your crush?” She questions. From the look in her  eyes she knew exactly who. She knew. And that  realization set me on edge. She was trying to trap me in  her own game. 
I gulped in some air and let my gaze settle on her. Not  wanting to show her that she has the upper hand. I could  feel Blake’s eyes on me, almost feel the burning  sensation through my skin from his gaze. 
“Raven.” It wasn’t a lie exactly. I did have a crush on  Raven because I pictured him as Blake so it wasn’t a  complete lie. It helped that Raven somehow had the  same features Blake had, which made it easier. 
She doesn’t look pleased at my answer but doesn’t voice  it out. Instead she snarls and turns away from me. With  a sigh of relief I reach over to spin the bottle. 
The game continues for another ten minute. After a few  dares and truths the bottle had finally stopped on Ryan.  After getting dared to do a body shot on one of the girls, 
he spun the bottle. It lands on Blake and he raises his  brow. I look over at Ryan seeing that mischief was  printed in his eyes. My heart thuds. This isn’t good. 
“Truth or dare Blake?” Ryan asks. Blake had already used  up all his five truths so it wasn’t a surprise to hear him  pick dare. 
Ryan smirks and turns to face me. “I dare you to  makeout with Ashley for two minutes.”