Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 22

It feels like the tables had turned, Blake was now  the one avoiding me like the plague for the rest of  the day. I couldn’t blame him, I had done the  same thing. But it didn’t lessen on how painful it  was to see him brush pa*s me in the hallway.

He walked with so much confidence and so much  pride but didn’t once glance my way. It hurt so bad  as I watched him walk away, hoping he would turn  and look at me. But he never did.

It felt like we had now become strangers and I  hated it. I didn’t want to lose Blake, but I didn’t  know how to fix this. It was my fault that our  friendship now had an invisible barrier between us,  I should’ve never gone to that party.

I walked out of the school building, relieved that  I’m finally going home. All the whispers and stares  had taken a toll on me. They got into my head  until I too began to believe those words. I was a  slut.

A heavy arm slings over my shoulders. Turning my  head to see who dared, I groaned seeing my  brother’s smirking face smiling down at me. “Home  time sister.” He chuckles as he walks together with  my fast pace.

“Arden get your arm off my shoulder.” I hissed  even though I didn’t try to remove it. He laughs it  off as we walked over to Ryan’s car. Not spotting  Ryan anywhere close by, we waited for him beside  the expensive car.

Arden moves a couple of feet away from me. I lean  back on the metal of the car door, avoiding Arden’s  stare. I knew he was itching to ask me what I  really didn’t want to answer. But there was no  going around this, I had to face this sooner or  later.

I sighed crossing my arms and looked at him. “Go  on ask away.”

I’m surprised to not see judgement in his eyes. I  had been seeing this the entire day and it was  honestly draining. I knew deep down that the  judgement of everyone was the main reason I  couldn’t seem to let go and enjoy what Blake and I  shared.

crosses his arms in a protective brother mode.  Even though I was older Arden seemed to think  that he was the first child. It was honestly

been hearing rumors circulating around the  school. Mind telling me what the F*ck

into  the flesh of my arm. “What exactly did you hear?” 

hearing how you slept with Blake at the party  last night. Oh and how Stacy broke up with Blake  after

began to cramp with unease until I felt  nauseous. Arden sees my unease,

have to answer.”

Arden. “It was a dare,  he was dared

a hypocrite, a liar. That wasn’t all we  had done, in fact I feared that if those girls’ words  hadn’t brought me back to reality, we

man!” A boy Arden’s age  laughs as he pa*ses us with a group of his friends.  They all laugh at his lame excuse of humor. His  hair was

that were

home  that

to the boy,  punching him squarely on the jaw. He doesn’t give  him time to retaliate as he throws punch after  punch at the boys face,

he doesn’t,  instead his punches are now

only leaves his burst open lip  as he unsuccessfully flinches

too strong to be held down.  My heart is

The boy’s eyes are half closed  and I knew he was