Chapter 58 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste
I felt like I was a shell of myself. I had not slept well the entire night, I was certain that my eyes were red rimmed.
I breathed out a tired sigh and opened my locker.
I had chosen to wear sweatpants and an oversized cardigan. It was a huge contrast to how I normally dressed. I looked like I had just woken up from sleep.
A folded piece of paper falls at my feet. I had the urge to just throw it back into the locker, let it get swallowed by my endless books. But I didn’t, instead I picked it up and unfold it slowly.
I saw you, you looked ravishing. xxx
My brows furrowed and I turned the paper around. I left a gift for you. It’s in the envelope. Hope you will love it.
I crumble the paper and I find myself smiling for the first time today. I had not asked Blake if it were him the first time I got the note but I was certain it was his doing.
I fumble through my things in the locker until I grasp a white envelope. I felt it for a second, trying to see if I’d be able to know what was inside of it.
Not having the slightest idea as to what it was, I decided to open it. My fingers clutch what felt like photographic paper before I pulled it out.
I feel the blood leave my face as I stared at a picture of Blake and I having sex in Mr. Felix cla*sroom. Our faces were very much visible. I quickly turned the picture.
You like it rough I see.
the picture back in the envelope and look around. There weren’t many students as yet. It was seven fifteen, really
could. My heart thuds when I noticed something for the first time. This was not
I quickly throw the envelope in my throw it in the bin. I would not want anyone to see
bathroom, clutching my bag tightly. As soon as I was in the stall, I locked the door and sat down clutching the paper. Who could be
in my head and I sobbed louder. My hands were on the desk, a*s arched as Blake’s hands clutched my waist from behind. My dress was hunched up so he could’ve
was thrown back in ecstasy as one side of my face was pressed to the desk. From what I could tell unusual for anyone to be around that area. It was off limits for the so I could wrench into the toilet bowl. My throat burned as I vomited into the
with me. We had only just left our third cla*s of today. It was now lunch time and I did not have the appetite
Ash? I know what you’re going going through!” I spat loudly that I didn’t sleep well lastnight and you smiles softly.
in nervousness. I rolled my eyes.
cleared his throat.” Blake had been looking for you.” He rushes
to stare at the floor. “I know.” I said sadly. Everytime he’d get close to seeing me
hurting right now because of the news and what that witch said about Blake and her sleeping together two weeks after the party. But you should know that he’d never do that
see that except for you. Don’t give up on
I clutched the books impossibly tighter. “I have not given up on him Ryan, I will never. It’s just that I need him to make a decision on his own, without thinking about my best interest. I do not want him regretting later on.”
“Talk to him Ashley, the guy has been going nuts. He didn’t make me sleep last night. I have been listening to him yapping and crying about you, which I found amusing by the way. And you didn’t even pick up his calls. What else would he think if not that you had given up on him?” Ryan pointed out.
I let out a breath, feeling guilty. Ofcourse I didn’t pick up his calls, I was afraid I’d cry more when I hear his voice. We reached beside my locker and Ryan lean on the one beside mine.
I opened my locker, making sure to quickly put the envelope in my bag before Ryan sees it. “Ooh what’s in the envelope? A love letter?” He asked in a teasing tone.
“Blake wouldn’t like that unless it’s him.” He chuckles.I tensed and hoped he had not noticed.
“Just some stupid cut up magazine pieces so I could create something with.” I do not have the slightest clue as to why I even said that. I didn’t have a single creative bone in my body.
“Whatever makes you sleep at night.”He snorts folding his arms across his chest. He did not believe me.
I honestly don’t know what I should do with it. I was afraid to go to the police. What if the person responsible leaks it or worse? I couldn’t let anyone else see the photo, I would die of humiliation.
But there was one person who could help me and that was Blake. He has a right to know about it anyway.
“Well looks like your prince charming has finally caught you.” Ryan chuckles looking behind me.
I stilled, hands on the book I placed in the locker. “Well that’s my cue to leave.” He teases and winks before turning to leave.
“Traitor.” I hissed watching him enter the doors to the cafeteria.
“Are you going to ignore me the entire day?” Blake’s rough voice speaks up behind me. The little hairs on my neck stand up as I feel his towering body come close to my own.
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