Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50 
I paled as a ghost. I remember mom and dad talking about her, referring to her as a mental patient. From what I’ve heard of the things she has done, she wasn’t such a good person. But she was still blood, no matter all of the horrid things she’s done. 
“I’m so sorry.” I felt like I was supposed to say that. I knew Margaret’s history with my mom and it wasn’t pleasant. But I also knew mom never holds a grudge. 
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I also knew that dad was silently mourning inside. It hurt him, that was the woman who took care of him. She’s his mom. 
I walk over to a vacant sofa and gently sat down, hoping that they wouldn’t notice my wince when my bum touched the cushion. Blake really had a huge cock. It is know wonder he was always so cocky. 
Don’t act like you don’t like it. The little voice inside my head reveals. I sigh. This is really not the time to think such thoughts. Mom looked lost as she watched dad rake a hand through his hair. 
“We never got along but I do feel sorry that she died this way.” She sighed. 
I nodded. “Do you know what led her to do this to herself?” 
She looks saddened. “We had gotten word that she was doing much better but I guess this wasn’t accurate. Margaret really wasn’t mentally stable.” Dad comes off the phone and sits beside mom. He pulls her on his lap and she rests her head on his chest. He sighs in content as if having mom this close to him comforted him instantly. I loved their relationship though it cringes both Arden and I to see them this way.  hanging from a  She used the sheet of  his fingers through mom’s  sorry baby.”  He clenches his eyes and  it’s now moist with heart aches for him.  hated her, loathed her even  the woman who raised  think that things would’ve been different  wasn’t senile.” He  for even feeling sad about  not called you sooner dad? 
 to be a bit fishy.” Arden voices out.  thinking 
 Why hadn’t they called sooner?  even  why they had failed  sooner. Dad found  I did, probably 
 bit of remorse.” He  to think of any possibilities of  didn’t tell me sooner. I’m reasons.”  nods in understanding. “Well I  funeral soon.” He nonchalant. 
 couldn’t blame him. He never  our grandma but was the  wanted to kill me when I in mom’s womb.  Dad grunts pulling hated funerals. 
Monday  up with you two today?” Ryan  down his burger on the plate.  all were seated around  different food  and I were sitting usually closer than  It felt natural  but I guess  I felt guilty secret away from him. 
 yet.” Blake shrugged but I  behind the word. Ryan  head back laughing sexual innuendo.  fit, he looks between  gaze. “You two have been awfully  usual and that’s saying  He accuses and reaction. 
 the fry I was eating and quickly  for the juice so I could wash it down. 
 you that idea?” I ask after clearing  knowing stare. I looked for prying eyes. 
 this one question.”  did you two go after english clas  heard moaning and 
 Peter’s clas. It really  Mrs. Peter. It  then says in a don’t stop.” 
I choked on my saliva as Blake choked on his soda. 
Were we that loud? A scarlet blush coated my cheeks and I felt shame hit me like a ton of bricks. 
“There are many Blake’s in this school.” Blake answered looking half embarra*sed. 
“Yeah but none sound like you dude. ” He says then turns his voice into a very much exaggerated mannish tone. “Oh F*ck Ley baby, you’re so tight, 
I’m about to cum.” 
I snap my eyes to Ryan, eyes widening in horror. 
He smirks. “Now I wonder who calls you that name 
Ley.” 
“Hush Ryan before someone hears you!” I hissed cheeks aflame. My eyes skittish around to see if anyone was listening in on the conversation but they all seem to be on their own businesses. I sighed in relief. Good. The last thing I want to hear circulating around the entire school is how Blake and I were Fcking in Mrs. Peter’s clas. 
“Don’t be shy little Ash, you definitely weren’t in Mrs. Peter’s cla*s. I don’t think she’d be happy if y’all left cum on her desk though. Poor woman will be coming to school tomorrow to find dried cum on her desk. ” He jokes. 
I wanted nothing more but to crawl in a hole and 

die. This isn’t exactly how I planned for him to find out. I lost my appetite. Blake palm comes to rest on my thigh and squeezes it in rea*surance. 
“Relax on the jokes man, you’re embarra*sing her.” Blake warns. 
Ryan sighs. “Fine.” Then studies us. “How long has this been going on?” He questions generally intrigued for our answer. Though he seemed to know it already. 
“After the party when Blake and I kissed. It just went from there.” I answered. “I knew it!” He shout rather loudly, gaining everyone’s attention. Seeming to notice the eyes on him, he flicks them off. “Mind y’all damn business!” He hisses and they do just that. He then grins at the two of us. “So when’s the wedding? Though I’m still mad y’all didn’t let me on that little secret.” He pouted.