Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 61


    Her hair is perfectly curled, not one strand out of ce.  Mascara thick on hershes and the tiniest hint


    of a  smirk curling at the corners of her lips as she turns to  fully face me.


    I’m breathing angrily staring at her. The feeling of anger  and resentment has my fingers curling into a


    fist at my  sides. “Lying bitch? Is that anyway to talk to ke’s  future baby mama?” Her eyes glint with


    mockery.


    I scoffed. “From what I just heard you’re not pregnant  Stacy. Faking a pregnancy to get ke back?


    That’s low  even for you.”


    She was bound to be caught sooner orter. She needed  to know that her stupidity would only have


    humiliated  her when everyone would know the truth.


    She narrows her eyes and sucked her teeth.” I didn’t do  this to get ke back, I mean that would be a


    bonus. But  not everything is about ke Ley. I simply wanted you to  feel the hurt I felt when he broke


    up with me for you.  Out of all people he chose you.” She snarled.


    I let my bag drop to the floor.


    The girl beside herughed like what Stacy had just  uttered was the best joke on this. I felt fury


    envelop my form.


    I hated that she made us believe her words, I hated that  it had caused a strain between ke and I’s


    rtionship.  And I F*cking hated that she kept calling me Ley.


    So without thinking I lift my fist and jammed it straight  onto her nose, just like how ke taught me.


    Blood  sputtered out followed by a loud nasily screech. A loud  cry tore through the bathroom as Stacy


    stumbled back  on to the bathroom counter.


    The girl, who I’m not familiar with flinches back away  from us in shock. Her lips parted and eyes wide


    from  fear. Stacy quickly reaches up and tries to stop her nose  from bleeding.


    “You bitch!” She screeched, tears rolling down her face.  Instead of feeling regret for breaking her nose


    I felt  smug. I stalked up to her until we were eye level.


    “Stay away from me and my man. If I see you anywhere  near us, I promise that I will do far worse.” I


    whispered  deathly.


    She tensed in fear, her eyes widening in rm when she  noted that I was not joking. Seeing that she


    indeed  feared me felt absolutely amazing, I did not care.


    “Do you understand?” I asked, hostility dripping from my  voice. She doesn’t answer, perhaps fear had


    clutched her  so hard that she lost the ability to speak.


    “Do you hear me!” I roared, ring at her. She flinches  back her eyes widening, before she nods


    quickly.


    I nod. “Good.”


    I backed away and put on a fake sweet smile. “Now go  clean up that blood, you’re a mess.” I winked,


    picked up  my bag and walked out of the bathroom.


    Relief. That’s what I felt when I left Stacy there bleeding.  Relief that she was not infact pregnant. Did I


    regret  punching her? Not one bit. I smirked as I headed to my  next *s, my spirits a little more lifted.


    That was one problem out of the way.


    Ashley Grey to the principal’s office now.


    The annoying voice of Principal William rings through  the inte. Everyone turns to face me in


    surprise.


    Okay that was probably the first time I had ever gotten  called to the principal’s office. But damn


    couldn’t they  mind their business?


    Ryan raises his brow in question and shoots me a I need  answers look as I got up to leave. I shrugged


    and  mouthedter. I picked up my bag and made my way  out of the *s.


    Honestly he just saved me from sleeping through that  boring *s.


    As I made my way through the hallway I noticed that the  girl who was in the bathroom with Stacy was


    just  heading out of the principal’s office.


    She smirked when I pa*sed her by. I only opted to raise  my middle finger and sauntered over to the


    office. Today I was annoyed and I quite frankly did not care that  I was not acting like my usual self.


    I opened the door, not that all surprised that Stacy was  seated before him. Head ducked and tissue


    held up to  her still bleeding nose.


    “Sir you called me?” I asked innocently as I walked over  to them and plop down on the vacant chair


    beside Stacy.


    The office oddly smelt of fart and I wondered if it was  principal William’s doing or Stacy’s. Either way,


    they both  reeked of it.


    He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward on his desk.  “What is the meaning of this Ashley?” He


    nudged his  head to Stacy who had not lifted her head quite yet.


    It was good that the fan was on because if not, we all  would be cooked inside of there judging by the


    closed  windows. Did he ever let fresh air in?


    “Sir I do not know what you are talking about.” I feigned  confusion, looking at Stacy. It is at that


    moment she lifts  her head and turns to stare at me. Her eyes widen and  she quickly looks away.


    He let out a low sigh like he was exhausted and turned  to face Stacy. “Stacy care to say what you told


    me  earlier?”


    I crossed my arms over my chest and waited. It was a  good couple of seconds when she decided to


    speak up.  “Principal William, I was all but minding my business  when Ashley came up to me and


    punched me-“


    “I did?” I asked, slightly amused.


    She stiffens, her hand that held the tissue shaking  slightly. “Let her speak Ashley, I gave you your


    chance.”  Principal William hissed in impatience.


    I narrow my eyes. “Sir this is all a ploy. You know me, I  could never hurt anyone.” I said in a very sweet


    voice.


    What has gotten into me today?


    “Didn’t I say let her speak?” He demands.


    “But sir-” I protested.


    “Silence Ashley!” He roars mming his palm atop the  wooden oak table. I flinched back and pressed


    my lips  together.


    He pinches the bridge of his nose and sighed. He leans  back in his chair a secondter and looks at


    us.


    He then nods as if getting the answer to the most  difficult question. “Stacy go to the nurses office to


    check  the injury to your nose and as for you Ashley, go home.”


    “What!” Stacy screeched. “You’re just going to let her off  the hook like that!? “


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    He breathes out an irritated breath. “I am not letting her  off the hook. Didn’t I just tell her to go home?”


    He lips part in shock. “Sir this is barely a punishment!”


    He narrow his eyes in annoyance.” Do you have a better  suggestion?”


    “Yeah! Like suspend her or expel her.” She suggested in a  very high pitched voice.


    I rolled my eyes, not interested in the conversation. If he  wanted me to go home then I’d do exactly


    that.


    “I’ve already expelled and suspended too many students  for the year Stacy. I’m not expelling or


    suspending  Ashley, who’s never been in trouble before. This ident  will never happen again, is that


    right Ashley?” He turns  to face me to gauge my answer.


    I nodded half interested. “It will not happen again sir.” I  told him half of the truth. If she annoys me


    again I  couldn’t promise that I’d not punch her again.


    He nods. “Good. Now you may leave.”


    I nod, get up and walked out of the office.


    “This is bullshit!” Stacy’s now distant voice screeched.