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Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 40


Chapter 40 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
I opened the door slowly, anxiety crawling in my  stomach. The house is oddly quiet which was  weird. 
There should be shouts of anger from dad towards  Arden. Telling him that what he had done was  wrong and uncalled for. But there isn’t. It’s just  silent. 
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I shut the door with a soft thud and readjusted the  bag strap. Ryan had just dropped me off a few  seconds ago. 
But someone was missing and that was Arden. It  led me to believe that he hadn’t gotten off the  hook this time and he was probably at home. 
I looked around the entire school for him with the  help of Blake and a worried Rosalie. But we hadn’t  seen him and could not get in touch since he  wasn’t picking up his phone. 
Liam hadn’t been at school today because of  suffering a broken ankle last night so there was no  way he’d know where Arden was. 
In Rosalie words ‘the doofus tried to skate but  ended up falling down on his ankle’. I promise to  visit him when I got the chance. 
After all he’s like a little brother and it would be  nice to see Roro again and uncle Luke who forbade  me to call him Lukey. 
As I walk closer to the kitchen I could hear the  faint sound of metal hitting metal. It’s a very  unpleasant sound and as I near the doorway I  could see mom frantically scraping a pan off of  macaroni and cheese. Her hair is knotted as it falls  over her shoulders. 

She looked dazed and worried as she harshly  scraped the pan. It was like she hadn’t notice my  presence. 
I chew on my lower lip and walk into the kitchen  until I was opposite to her, a few feet away, only  separated by the kitchen counter. 
“Mom.” I say softly watching her tuck a tendril  behind her ear and go back to scraping. 
identical to mine are focused at her  task which was from what I could tell make 
 me the first time. She stops and her head slowly  comes  forces out a laugh but I could see the deep worry  etched on her 
I smiled. “Is Arden home?” I question.  And that’s when I understand why she was so  worried because the next thing I know 
her  side. “What’s wrong mom?” I ask as I pulled her  into my chest and hugged her. It’s ironic since 
Arden got into  another fight.” She sniffles and breaks from our  embrace. She sighs 
that I 
white as  a ghost. I’m at a loss for words, not expecting that  kind of news. Sure Arden got suspended multiple  times 

I  should come pick him up, so I did.” She sniffled  again and stopped scraping the a tight grip  and sucked 
I fail  him somehow? I-” Her voice cracks 
shocked beyond belief at her words. A bad  mom? Fail him? I shook my head and rest my to you and dad, he loves 


my hand over hers and I could  feel you have any trouble at school right? 
a point that I  couldn’t properly think. I feel extremely guilty and 
and I never seek her or dad’s guidance.  Instead we gobble down our emotions 
 they are the best. It’s us who chose to keep things  away from them because in our own way it’s how 
had gobbled  down, I settle for a lie. “I’ll always tell you if  something’s wrong  Which makes me all the more swim with guilt. about Arden?” I question, 
sadly. “He’s really worried  and mad. Not at Arden 
before  we hear the door being burst open. It hits the wall  with an 
“Arden!” Dad’s loud voice yells. “Get your a*s  down here!” He shout. 
His voice is followed by the slam of a door upstairs.  Knowing it’s Arden, both mom and I wince. We  walked in the living room area to see dad removing  his tie. A grumbling Arden is stomping down the  stairs and doesn’t look the least bit pleased at  being yelled at. 
“What do I owe this pleasure of being summoned?”  He questions and plumps down on the sofa. He  kicks his leg up on the coffee table like he doesn’t  have a care in this world. 
Dad’s face is pinched in irritation and mom looks  confused as to what to do. I’m glad I’m not a  parent. Dad strides over to him and pushes his leg  off the table and sits down on the same spot. He  folds his arms across his chest and glares at Arden. 
“Mind telling me why my son is expelled from  school?” His tone has now turned down a notch. I  could see the concern on his face as he regarded  his son that was the replica of him. 

Arden shrugs nonchalantly and pushes himself  further into the sofa. “Don’t act like principle  William didn’t give you all the itsy bitsy details.” He  rolls his eyes. 
“He did and I’m not pleased. Arden you’ve been  expelled and you’re acting like you’re okay with it.”  Dad states. 
“I am okay with it. Dad stop worrying about me I  can take care of myself-“ 
“This isn’t your job!” Dad roars cutting off Arden.  Mom and I jolt in shock not expecting his rage. 
Even Arden seems surprised. Dad sighs. “It’s not  your job Arden to take care of yourself. This is  mine and your mom’s.” 
He looks at Arden for a second before nodding. “I’ll  go have a word with your principle first thing  tomorrow morning to see if he could change his  decision.” “But don’t you have an important meeting  tomorrow morning?” Arden questions confused. 
“Nothings more important than you and Ashley  Arden. Y’all always come first. 
” He says honestly.  “Let’s just hope I’ll be able to persuade him.” He  sighs. I hope so too. 
Then a brief thought comes to my mind. How am I  supposed to ask dad to let me train with Blake? I  told Blake earlier that I would ask my dad  permission, I was still grounded after all. 
But hoped to at least make him agree. Though  with the situation with Arden I doubted he would  let me. Dad was too protective. 

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