Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
I glare heatedly at Blake. “You caused this!” I roared  walking up to him and punched him right on the chest.  He staggers back startled, not expecting me to get  physical. 
“You just couldn’t keep your damn mouth shut!” I cried  punching him again but now my hits were getting  sloppy. He didn’t try to stop me. He stayed there peering  down at me as I jammed my tiny fist on his chest. 
You caused this.” I said weakly, sniffling. 
He stops my fist and pulls me to his chest. Hugging me  like my life depended on it. It probably did. His scent  envelopes me as he brushes his hand down my back  soothingly. 
He didn’t speak, just stayed quiet while pressing me to  his chest. I hear him let out a sigh. “I’m sorry Ley.” He  grumbled above my head. I finally come back down to  reality, removing myself from his comfort. 
I peered up at him and glared. “Yes you better be sorry if  my dad does something stupid.” I pull away from him completely and turn around to saunter over to his   motorcycle. 
I feel his confusion as I perch myself on the back of his   motorcycle. I turn to him and arch a perfect brow. He  stands there staring at me, gawking at me like I was the  most beautiful woman on the planet. 

As much as the thought had my heart singing in joy, I  knew we needed to kill a lot of birds with one stone  before I could feel comfortable enough to be free with  him again. “Well aren’t you coming?” 
He shakes his head like he had been in a trance.  “Where?” 
“We are going to follow my dad to Peter William’s  house. Hopefully we get there in time.” I mumble the last  part. I notice Blake still hadn’t moved. If my dad does something stupid,  I’ll never talk 
were off. My hands wrapped  securely around his torso as he sped 
rush down my face as I stare alarmed as  dad proceeds to the William’s front door. He knocks and  waits patiently while mom runs up sidewalk. I hop  off the  motorcycle swiftly, barely caring that I almost fell help mom tug dad away. “Dad  please don’t do anything stupid.” I pleaded as a fresh  wave of tears 
turn to me, glaring furiously. It has me halting and  gulping at the pure anger in his eyes. “I will not let that  bastard go free. It’s bad enough that I could not have  done something sooner. How do you think I feel that I  heard this shrink back. 
“Were you 
takes my silence for my answer and nods in  disappointment. He uses the bat to knock on the  bring your disappointment of a the door again with  the bat. I was thankful that it had not pierced the wood  or 
He whispers to me. I wanted to feel  relieved but then the door opens and reveals Kain a few inches taller.  “Grey, you 
snorts. “I have no business with your son, you say?  Like how he had no business in 

his composure. Something  tells me that Kain knew of this encounter more than 
for him. Come on, didn’t he think he was man  enough to force himself on an innocent girl? So why is  he acting like a pussy your way Grey ahead and  call them and see who will be of this.” Peter comes around his dad,  pushing him 
bastard shows his face.” Dad grinned wickedly.  He turns to face me, well behind me in particular. He  stares at Blake. “Is he the one?” He asked Blake for 
one alright. The bastard that tried 
I had stayed frozen the minute Peter showed his face.  How could I possibly think that I could simply forget  about that day? Seeing his face triggered me. I find  myself stumbling back more into Blake. 
He clutches me tightly as if to rea*sure me that I was safe  in his arms. I was safe with him. Dad turns back to stare  at Peter, sneering.” I will make sure you pay for what you  did to my daughter. I will ruin you until you gravel at her  feet for forgiveness-“ 
“I did try to apologize to her!” Peter shout. He turns to  me.” I tried apologizing to you.” 
Did he think a simple apology would fix what he caused.  The nightmares, the anxiety thoughts of staying alone?  The feeling of being helpless? Did he really think an  apology would save me from these things? 
“Yet you’re stalking her and taking out photos of us like  the perverted creep you are!” Blake sneers pulling me  tighter to him as if to protect me. 
Peter’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Stalking her?  Taking out pictures? I did no such thing.” He says  honestly. 
A huge black  jeep pulls up. It was very familiar and I  wasn’t surprised when 
Blake’s mom and dad came out,  walking towards us. We were all too 

occupied by  watching Ryn and her husband come our way to notice  that dad had gotten close to Peter. 
A cry of pain pierce through the once silent area. I snap  my eyes to stare in horror at Peter’s leg. Dad had  managed to slam the bat on his leg and by the looks of  it, it was broken. 
“You may not have taken the photos but you still forced  yourself on my daughter!” Dad yelled, getting ready to  slam the bat again on Peter’s leg again but Blake quickly  rushes to his side and halts it. Mom gasp in shock whilst I  felt the air leave my lungs. 
Peter falls down on the floor, clutching his injured leg as  he cries in pain. “You bastard!” Kain William roared as he  bent down to help his son. 
“Asher Jesus christ man, I thought I taught you to hit  them in the crotch first.” Blake’s dad says coming  towards us with officer Ryn. She turns to her husband  and glares. “You can’t say things like that in front of a  cop Ace!” 
“Babe it’s not like you’re on duty.” Mr Reed grumbles,  helping Blake pull my struggling dad away from the  injured boy. 
“Yeah but I still saw everything and heard parts of it. You  know what this means don’t you Asher?” She questions. I  think we all knew. Dad would be arrested.