Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 10


    I hear the cking of her heels nearing and I couldn’t  prevent myself from lifting my head. Her eyes


    are a  stormy blue. Rage. Rage poured in the depths of her  eyes, eyes ke seemed to like.


    “You’re boring.” Her red lips curl into a sneer, the white  pearly teeth now visible. I feel the invisible blow


    and  stagger back as she advances.


    “You’re not even pretty.” She continues, her eyes racking  over my form in displeasure. Her blue eyes


    settle on my  leggings and she snorts. “And for F*ck sake you can’t  even dress right.” Sheughs but


    it’s void of humor.


    By now we were inches apart with me having to crane  my neck to look at her. It was no secret that I


    was short.  I med my mom for this stupid height. I always  seemed to look like a little kidpared


    to everyone  else. It’s no wonder ke doesn’t see me as anything  more than a friend.


    “I don’t get why he can’t seem to leave you for just a  second. What do you have that I don’t?” She grits


    out  harshly and reaches over to wrap her finger around my  inky ck tresses.


    I gulp having the urge to back away but not wanting to  give her the satisfaction of seeing me uneasy.


    So I  sucked in the slight panicky feeling and mustered up the  courage to glower at her.


    I could smell her sickening scent of flowers mixed with  the smell of alcohol. I hold back the gag I


    dreadfully  wanted to let out.” Well I have intelligence and that’s  something youck. You know the


    saying, brains over  beauty.”


    What’s wrong with me? Why was I provoking her? And  why do I love it?


    I could see the gears shifting in her head, see her  contemte if to knock me. I wasn’t one for


    altercations  and hated the thought of being in one. But I couldn’t  promise to stay still if she decided to


    punch me in the  face.


    Before I could think or have time to move out of her way,  her hand was already gripping around the


    bone of my  wrist. Her nails are pointy and scratches the surface of  my skin with the sudden pressure


    she added.


    “Listen here bitch. ke is my man not yours.” She spits  getting into my face. The strong scent of


    liquor reaches  my nose and I flinch away. She lets go of my wrist and I  take that opportunity to back


    away, holding my wrist. I  rubbed the tender flesh, ring menacingly into her  eyes.


    Seeing this she cackles.”Why am I even worried anyway?  You’ve been friends for so long and he’s


    clearly not  interested in being with you. Think about it Ley, the guy  had his chance to be with you but


    he isn’t. That just  means you’re nothing. He doesn’t see you in that way  Ley why else would he be


    with me?” She smirks and flips


    her hair behind her shoulder. I hated that she mocked  the nickname ke called me.I didn’t like it


    comin from  her mouth.


    Her words stung but I wouldn’t dare give her the  satisfaction of seeing how hurt I felt. She wouldn’t


    win. I  open my mouth ready to speak but the guys take this  moment to enter. They look confused


    staring at Stacy  and I.


    ke is the first to speak. “What’s going on?”


    I drop my wrist and turn to face him, forcing a smile on  my face. “Did you get the ping pong ball?” I


    question. I  know they could feel the tension.


    I knew he didn’t believe me but he doesn’t question me  further. “Yeah I got it.” He shows the ping pong


    ball and  walks to the table. Stacy struts over to him and wraps  her arms around his frame.


    I look away and nodded. She was right anyway. I didn’t  have a chance with ke, he will never see


    me in that  way. The thought was saddening but I needed to realize  that I needed to move on. But


    somehow I knew it would  be impossible to.


    “Poor Miller peed his pants! You should’ve seen it Ash, it  was a whole bucket!” Ryanughs walking


    over to me.


    I cringe staring at ke. It was so strange to know that  many guys were afraid of him. Yes he was the


    top boxer  in our state and could probably punch someone into a


    “Did you really have to make the guy pee on himself?” I  snorted.


    He shrugs, not at all fazed that he just made a guy pee  his pants. The guy who apparently hosted this


    party. Will  we get kicked out? I mean a girl could only hope.


    “Well I got a show and I loved it!” Ryanughs pouring  beer into the cups. “Catch!” He shouts, throwing


    some  beer at ke. Chuckling he easily catches them and  starts filling up the cups.


    When they were done I could feel the pressure of  wanting to back out. “Uh how does this game work


    exactly?” I whispered to Ryan.


    He turns to me. “It’s easy, you just need to throw the  ball in the opponent’s cup. If the ballnds inside


    the cup  they have to drink its contents.”


    My eyes widen and my head quickly snaps to the cups  that were filled to the brim. Nerves instantly


    swim in my  stomach. “So you’re saying if so happens that ke or  Stacynds the ball in the cup we


    have to drink?” I  question though I knew the answer.


    “Yeah pretty much.” Ryan states and fixes our cups. “What, want to back out?” An annoying voice


    jabbed.


    I look at her, matching herpetitive re. “Let’s do  this Ryan. ” I gritted out and walk closer to the


    cups.


    “Don’t be so eager there Ley. I’m very good with my  aim.” ke winks, smirking.


    I smile. “It’s just sad that I’m better.” I said cockily. “Is that a challenge?” He smirks.


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    “Ooh things are heating up!” Ryan ps.


    I nodded. “It’s not a challenge if I know I’m going to win.  “


    ke continues to smirk, his eyes shing with mirth. He  throws the ball and itnds perfectly in one


    of the cups  before me. “Drink up.” He teases.


    I re at him feeling anxious to taste the beer. It would  be my first time and I dreaded it. Again why did


    I agree  toe here? I reach over for the cup and Ryan reaches  for one also. I gulp and take out the


    ball. With onest  nce at ke I quickly gulp down the bitter liquid. It  wasn’t that bad.


    I smirked putting the cup down and wiped my mouth  with the back of my hand. ke bites the bottom


    of his  lip and I found it difficult to stay focused on the task. You  can’t get distracted now.


    With a breath I throw the ball into one of his cups and  jumped in excitement when it went straight into


    the


    liquid. Ryan and I high five each other. “Drink up.” I said  mocking his words from earlier.


    With a mocking re he gulps down the contents of his  cup. A few more roundster and I can


    honestly say that  I was somewhat out of it. I could say the same for Ryan  and ke but I was pretty


    sure Stacy could handle her  liquor. The girl didn’t seem a bit drunk or tipsy. Another  thing to be


    jealous of. Who will be our designated driver  now? Mom and dad will kill me.


    “Aye ke, Ryan, the guys are ready to y truth and  dare. Hurry up!” A blonde boy walks into the


    kitchen and  announces. Ryan looks up with his droopy eyes. “Hell  yeah we’reing!” He answers.


    Wait what, we?