Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 55
I stumble backwards, my face cringing at the pure hatred in her red rimmed eyes. Then it diminishes
and her eyes down casted as she sniffles.
“Just go away.” She mumbles brushing pa*s me and walking over to the faucet.
My eyes softened and I sighed. I find myself following her, watching as she opened the pipe and
began to wash her face. I don’t think it would magically move the redness in her eyes.
“Do you want to talk about it?” I ask softly. It was but just a murmur. I highly doubted she heard. But
she did because her head snapped to face me, her eyes narrowing.
“Why are you still here?” She hisses. Why am I still here? Honestly I do not know. Maybe I pitied her.
I forced out a smile. “I’m not a bitch Stacy. I know I’m not your favorite person right now-“
She snorts cutting me off. I sighed.
“But I do not want us to hold on to that resentment anymore. We are both old enough to sort out our
problems.
Things don’t have to be nasty between us. We can resolve this issue.” I finished softly.
She res. “What, so you think because you’re now ke’s girlfriend you’re now the top shit and
everything you say goes?
Don’t act all innocent Ashley, you’re nothing but a snake.” She grits out.
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I nch at her usation. My brows furrowed. Snake? What did I do to be called such an animal?
“But I’m not-“
Her lips curl into a sneer. “Save it! Everyone knows you and ke are together. It doesn’t take a
genius to see those stealing nces and disgusting touches. Both of you disgust me. I knew you were
after him all along.”
I shook my head. “I never meant toe between you two Stacy. I’m very sorry that things ended bad
between you two. I’m-“
Once again I am cut off.
“Oh boo hoo. Stop with all those insincere apologies. It wouldn’t matter anyway.” She res.
And it is then that I get a glimpse of white, almost hidden in the pocket of her sweater. It is so unlike
her to wear something that doesn’t show off her skin.
She notices my line of vision and her eyes grow cold. She reaches inside the pocket, grasp the small
white object and roughly pushes it to my chest. It falls on the tiled floor with a nk.
“Here. Tell ke for me that he’s going to be a dad.” She spits and sidesteps me to get out of the
bathroom. The door closes with a bang on her way out.
I’m standing there, frozen and it felt like I was not getting enough oxygen in my lungs. Dad. ke’s
going to be a dad. My mouth parted but nothing came out as I stare at the pregnancy test on the floor.
I could clearly see the red plus sign. My throatpletely dries. She’s pregnant. My heart starts
thumping in my chest. My throat tighten as tears welled up in my eyes.
A traitorous tear falls on the floor, right on top of the test. My hands are shaky as I kneeled down
beside it. Staring at it like it was just an hallucination. It was not real.
But it so was. The red lines taunted me and the image of ke holding a pregnant Stacy wretches out
a sob from throat. He’d be happy as he rubs her stomach, waiting for their baby to e into the
world. Whilst I would……….not be a part of it.
ke’s going to be a dad and I would not be the mother.
A cry forces out of my lips as tears blurred my vision. “This couldn’t be happening to me.” I whispered
to no one in particr.
The bathroom door opens and heels approach me. I didn’t care how I looked right now, crying at a
pregnancy test on the floor.
“Ashley?” It’s Rosalie’s voice. She’s worried.
“What are you-” She stops when she is beside me and sees the test. “Oh.”
She kneels down beside me and pulls me into her arms. “Have you told ke?” She questions.
I shake my head. “This isn’t my test. It’s Stacy’s and she’s expecting his child.” Aughes out of
my parted lips but it’s dry and humorless. I was heartbroken.
Rosalie sucks in a sharp breath and pulls me tighter into her embrace. “F*ck.” Was the only thing she
could manage to say.
Yes F*ck indeed. This is what got us here in the first ce.
“Maybe this is all a misunderstanding. Maybe the test is wrong.” Rosalie rushes out with hope in her
voice. I snorted. “ke’s going to be a dad and I would not be the mother.” My bottom lip trembles.
“Oh Ashley.” Rosalie whispers.
I sniffle feeling my throat parched. They would be parents whilst I would be……. nothing.
“It’s okay. I deserve this anyway. I couldn’t possibly think that ke and I would be happy forever. The
guy would eventually find someone better and move on with his life…..without me.” I choked on a sob
rubbing underneath my eyes.
My *ses are now foggy so I take it off. “Don’t you say that Ashley! ke loves you so much that he
would walk through fire for you. Stupid girl, don’t you see that the guy is literally obsessed with you. If
Stacy is pregnant and it is his, I am a
hundred percent sure he’d not leave you for her. Child and all you would still be his.” She mumbles.
I shake my head. “You don’t understand Rosalie. ke wants what his parents have which is a family,
love. While I may have given him love another girl has given him family. I cannot pete with that.” I
mumble sadly.
She sighs. ” I can’t say that I know what the future holds and I do not know how ke will take the
news. But I suggest you tell him, if Stacy hasn’t already. Talk to him Ashley, don’t just jump to
conclusions. It is you two who are in the rtionship and not Stacy.” She stated.
I contemte her words and I knew she was right. I nod. “Okay I will speak to him.” I grumble. How on
earth would I approach ke with this? Is it even my right to give him that kind of news? Stacy did tell
me to tell him.
I looked at the pregnancy test and sighed. I guess I’ll have to pick it up. “Can you take a piece of tissue
for me please?” I ask Rosalie.
She nods. “What for though?” She asks getting up.
“I guess I’ll have to show ke the test. But there is no way I’d pick that up. She did just peed on it. ” I
cringed.