Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 26


    skin of my neck. Nausea rolls in  my stomach when one of his slimy fingers crawl to  touch between my


    legs. The closed wooden door is  staring at me, mocking me.


    I could taste my salty tears as I choke on a sob.  Why is this happening to me? The man pinches the


    flesh of my vagina and groans beside my ear. My  crying got louder as I thrashed more intensely in  his


    arms.


    “Please stop!” I cried but it’s incoherent as he  continues to add pressure on my mouth. My heart  is


    pounding as fear locks me into it’s embrace.


    “I heard you let Reed F*ck you whenever he  wants.” He breathes beside my ear roughly. His  voice


    sends shivers of disgust down my spine.


    I fight against him, pushing my heels on his boot  dded feet. He hisses removing his hand from in


    between my thighs. “I just want a little taste too .”  Heughs cockily.


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    I force my mouth to open under the pressure of his  hand and fortunately bite into the flesh of his palm


    harshly until I could taste the coppery tang of  blood. “F*cking bitch!” He roars and removes his  hand


    away from my mouth.


    “Help!” I screamed as loud as I could, hoping and  praying that someone would hear me. “Help!” I


    shout again thrashing around trying to break free  from the arm he had wrapped around my torso.


    “Shut the F*ck up whore!” The guy roars then he  pulls cruelly at my ck tresses. I yelped, feeling  my


    scalp burn from the brutal force.


    “I just want to F*ck you. I want to know what  Reed sees in you to act like a pussy when you’re


    around.” He groans tugging at my hair harder. I  gritted my teeth. I rather die than let him touch  me.


    I jab my elbow into his side harshly. The action  has him wrenching back in shock and it is enough  to


    move out his arms. My breathing is rough as I  run towards the door.


    My hands only had the chance to grasp the knob  when the man pulls me back and pushes me into


    the desk. I gasped when the sharp end of the  wooden desk dug into my stomach.


    I turn around swiftly and I’m shocked to see a boy  my age instead of the man I initially thought.


    He’s muscr, eyes dark in rage and face pinched  in anger. I remember seeing him talking to ke


    and Ryan on the field.


    He was one of Ryan’s teammates. Whilst ke  loved boxing Ryan had taken a liking to football.  But I


    never studied him enough to know his name.  He never showed interest either to know mine.


    I righted myself and stared at the door that he  now blocked with his huge frame. He sees my line  of


    vision and smirks. “Don’t even think about it  bitch. You’re not leaving here until I get a taste of  you. I


    mean you must’ve tasted good to have  ke follow you around like a lost puppy.”


    My hands search on the wooden surface of the  desk until I grasp a pencil. Feeling to see if it was


    sharpened, I mentally sighed when it was. “The  only thing you’ll be tasting is a pencil pierced  through


    your d*ck if youe near me.” I spat  clutching the pencil tightly as I waited for him to  make a move.


    Before I could blink he was already in front of me,  holding me down with his weight. I was pressed on


    the desk with his body on top of mine. I groan


    feeling the pressure of his weight on my small  form.


    I’m gasping for air and nearly throw up when his  harden cock presses on my thigh. Now on high  alert,


    I didn’t think twice as I stabbed his upper  arm with the pencil, taking joy when he screams in  pain.


    But my joy doesn’tst as he uses his other hand  to smack me against my face. My head snaps to  the


    side and the force has my *ses flying off. It  hits the floor with a tter.The burning pain on my


    cheek has me blinking back tears.


    He uses that same hand to wrap around my neck  and pushes my head on the desk, until my entire


    upper body is fully on the desk. My nails dig into  his arm scratching as I try to get out of his grasp.


    “Someone Help!” I screamed louder than I had  done earlier. My throat hurts but I don’t care as I  get


    ready to scream again.


    “Shut the F*ck up!” He hisses and uses his body to  keep me still as one of his handses over my


    mouth again.


    I’m sobbing and shaking my head but unable to  move him off.He was much stronger than me, I


    was weak to him. He forces my legs apart until I  could feel his d*ck on my inner thigh. I feel  hopeless


    and disgusted as he smirks down at me  in triumph.


    I didn’t know what time he came or why he was  here but suddenly the boy was wretched away  from


    me. I gasp in air and move off the desk  quickly. I ended up falling on the floor.


    Through my blurry vision I watch as ke  pummels the boy’s face in rage. Blood coated his  hand,


    red.


    The boy grunts as he begs for mercy but doesn’t  receive it. Instead he’s brutally kicked in the  stomach


    hard until he coughs up blood. “I’ll  F*cking kill you!” ke roars as he bends down  and wraps his


    hand around the boy’s neck and  squeezes.


    The boy wheezes, his eyes barely open and face  now unrecognizable. “You F*cking bastard, how


    dare you touch her!” ke shouts as the boy  continues to struggle to breath. Seeing that he was


    indeed trying to kill him, I force myself to stand up  and on shaky legs run towards him.


    Falling down beside ke, I wrapped my arms  around him. “ke please stop, please stop.” I


    pleaded, crying when he didn’t stop.


    It was like he hadn’t heard me. The boy’s face is  now a threatening shade of purple as his hold on


    ke’s hand loosen.


    “Please ke, stop.” I cried wrapping my fingers  around the hand he was currently choking the guy


    with.


    He stiffens and grunts in displeasure before  moving his hand away from the boy’s neck. The  guy


    gasped in air until his entire body stills.