Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
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?” us all those out pictures of y’all for memories. I sent one to  you and your dad did you not evil glint in her eyes this lady could  really have pa*sed for 
old wooden ceiling and sighed as if  in a trance. “I remember your dad and I 
F*cking like that 
But I see the rage in those  depths. “Until your whore of even 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 
while twisting my  hands behind me to 
 and dad? I simply want revenge for being sent to prison.  They caused it. They left in ruining their pretty  doll of a daughter that’s really not so innocent like 

come for me Shelly. I’m sure by now 
laughs louder and motions to the counter top. I spot  my bag and I feel nauseous. My 
definitely unlocked it using my finger since 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 
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 
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 
do  to a fly that was persistent on He should be here  any minute 
view of the front door. 
that  opportunity to open my mouth to scream. “Help! 
at her. She pulls out a black  shiny object and my mouth slam shut right away. 
around with the gun in her hand and wiggles  it. “Now, now none of that screaming darling. 
She  was playing with me. This was a game. I just needed to  play. pulls out a  duct tape. “He simply thinks that you helped a blind old come pick you up hand.  She places the gun on the counter and smirks at me as  she tears 
“Darling I haven’t seen my parents in years. I  also 
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. 
Then she smiles and kisses my lips, the only thing  blocking our lips from touching was the tap. Bile rose in  my throat as I wrenched back. 
“Now stay still little doll.” She grins and pulls back. She  walks to the counter and clutches the gun. 
The sound of a familiar  motorcycle is loud as it nears the  house. My heart races as sweat covers my skin. Oh Blake.  Please don’t come. My eyes filled with water when Shelly  walks up to the window and peeks behind the curtain. She smirks pulling away and stares at me. “Looks like your loverboy is here. I need to get ready.” She almost  squeals as she walks away and disappears god knows  where. 
I feel helpless as tears roll down my cheeks. I hear the   motorcycle stop and I knew Blake must be coming over  here. I shake my head trying to scream and fumble  around to escape my coffins. 
I feel dread cross my features when Blake’s voice calls  out for me. “Is anyone here? Ashley?” He shouts. His  voice was close to the door. I try to scream again  pushing my tongue onto the tap to see if it could move.  It doesn’t. 
“Come in Blake, she’s using the bathroom. She’ll be back  in a minute!” Shelly’s voice shouts from an unknown part  of the house. I cried louder wanting him to hear me. 
I push up on my feet, feeling that the  chair rises a bit and  slam back down. 
It’s loud and I really hope he hears it.  The door opens and I shake my head furiously widening  my eyes in alarm as Blake enters. 
His blue eyes widen in horror when he sees me. “What  the F*ck?” He roars and runs up to me in panic. 

I shake my head shouting for him to leave this place  before he gets hurt. But any sound I want to make gets  muffled by the tap. 
He quickly pulls the tap away from my mouth. I ignore  the sting it leaves and shout. “Blake get out, leave me  and call the cop-“ 
I didn’t have time to finish when the sound of a loud  bang stops me. My eyes widen in terror and pain when I  look down at the right side of Blake’s chest. Blood was  already seeping into the material of his shirt. I open my  mouth to scream but nothing comes out. 
His eyes wide as he stares at me in shock. “Ashley?” He  calls out and falls to his knees as he gasps out in pain  and looks down at his chest. 
“Now why would you want to ruin my fun?” Shelly hissed  entering the kitchen with the gun aiming at Blake and I.  She shot him. She shot Blake.