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Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 64


Chapter 64 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
Blake stops then shifts his attention to me. He sees how  mad I am, how I glare at him in warning. “Blake.” I  warned, furious that he was the one who told my parents  about that god awful day. 
He didn’t have the right. I was not ready. 

“I can’t keep quiet about this baby. This is a serious issue  that we need to deal with right now. I can deal with your  anger later but right now, we need to find out who’s  been doing this.” He grumbles and tears his eyes away  from me to look at my dad. 
I kept quiet knowing that whatever I tell him now  wouldn’t matter. He was determined to let my parents  know about what transpired between Peter and I. I knew  he had good intentions but I couldn’t help feel anger  that he hadn’t asked me first. 
“It happened sometime about two months ago. Ashley  stayed back to research something in the library. I had  been waiting for her outside, she was taking long in  there.Too long. So I went to look for her, only to hear her  piercing scream.” He breathes out as if remembering the  awful day. 
“The scream still haunts me to this day.” 
I stiffen knowing he was about to tell them what I  dreaded. My hands felt cold, blood leaving my face. I  could hear my own heartbeat in my ears, the rythm  uncontrollable. 
The image of Peter pinning me to the desk as his hands  traveled up my thigh comes in my mind. Sweat coated  my palms, they became itchy. Itching to hit something. 
day of being helpless, I was still  not completely over it. I tried so hard, boxing, spending  time with Blake, focusing on college. But it didn’t 
her cry for help.” He gulped, his eyes flickering  to me for a tiny second. 
“When I got there I found 
the only one affected from this  experience. Blake was too 
“Oh  my baby.” She cried leaving 
a hug and cries on my shoulder. Why do I  feel 
the lump forming in my  throat. “I’m so sorry this happened to you.” She cries  pulling me tighter to her. This is what I avoided. This  pain that we all hugged her  back. I feel it, the relief as I pour my eyes out and use had stayed silent  when Blake finished talking but now he had absorbed 


he literally spits out the name like it brought a  bad taste to his in Kain William’s son?” Dad questions. “The man who  owns the restaurant that’s him alright.” 
wouldn’t take a genius to know that dad was beyond  enraged. You could literally feel the tension in the air,  crackling like fire on 
a storm was brewing.  “Did he have time, you know.” You could hear the fear in  his voice, the anxiety of 
“Thankfully I 
keys on the  way. Everyone is confused until he grips Arden’s wooden  baseball bat that was going?” Mom questions equally  as confused as all of us 
He doesn’t turn around to answer her, instead he opens  the door. “I’m going to pay Kain and his son a visit.” 
My heart drums in my ears. This was not good. When  angered dad could be very intimidating. This is why boys  usually stayed away from me other than the three boys  breathing down my neck. And that was Blake, Ryan and  Arden. They never let any guy close to me. 
Mom leaves my side to rush to dad’s. “Asher you can’t  just go there are you crazy!” She hissed following down  the steps after him. “They could call the cops, you have a  baseball bat for christ sake!” 
“Baby I’m only going to pay him a visit.” His tone is  deathly. There was no way he would just pay them a  visit. Dad was out for blood. 
I rush towards them feeling Blake following after me.  “Dad please listen to mom.” I pleaded running up to  catch them. They were already beside his car. I was afraid  our neighbors would notice the commotion, they were  already so nosy. Dad doesn’t listen, instead he walks around the car to  the driver’s side and enters, placing the bat at the back.  My eyes widen knowing he was not 
bluffing. I turn  around to face Blake and glared. “Stop him.” 

Blake tears his eyes away from me and stares at my dad.  “Honestly Ley, I’m a hundred percent with him on this.” 
I narrow my eyes into slits of rage. “I can’t believe you  right now!” I scowled. 
Seeing that no matter how much she tried to talk him  out of it, he still was hell bent on going so mom decided  to get into the car. Dad drives off leaving me staring at  the fast disappearing car. I was beyond shocked. 
What the hell just happened? 

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