Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 23

Chapter 23 

“Thank you Ryan.” I mumble, closing the door of  the car with a soft thud. Ryan smiles, it comes out  awkward and cautious as he turns to stare at a still  enraged Arden. 

“Let’s just hope he didn’t kill the guy.” Ryan  winced when Arden slammed the door of the car  unnecessarily harsh.I forced out a smile as we 

watch him stride towards the house. He was still so  furious. This was all my fault. 

“I did this.” I mumble but didn’t know I said it loud  enough that Ryan heard. 

“What do you mean? How is it your fault?”  Curiosity dotted his features. I looked back at  Arden, watching him slam the front door closed  with brutal force. 

I sighed, turning my attention back to my auburn  head best friend. “The boy Arden beat up was  calling me unforgivable words.” I gulped, my eyes  tearing up. 

“If-” My voice cracks and I gulped, breathing in  some much needed air. “If I hadn’t kissed Blake  none of this would happen. This is all my fault I’m  a slut.” 

Ryan’s eyes widen in shock at my use of words.  Regaining his speech, his eyes softened  considerably, but his tone was anything but soft. 

“This isn’t your Fcking fault Ashley. I made that  Fcking dare, I did this! You’re not a F*cking slut  and you’ll never be. In fact if I had known the  reason why Arden was pummeling the kid I’d join  him, serves him right.” He says angrily.

it didn’t stop me from flinching away from his  harsh tone. He sees this and sighs. “Look Ashley,  I’ll fix this-“

cut him off. I knew Ryan like the back of my hand, whatever meant fixing for him wasn’t  what everyone normally thought it was. It always

someone does

expecting  them to. I can handle this, just a few more

Ashley, I promise  that whatever I’ll do won’t cause any harm

I’ll give Miranda  your number.” It was a

chemistry. Everyone  seemed

and it was an  amusing sight. In her

She  didn’t care if the world judged her and that was  something I was

 long time ago that I liked him, way more than a  friend should. But I

of horror. It wasn’t a secret that Ryan  loathed Miranda to a great extent, I would even  say that he was petrified of

would be too if someone shows up at my house  at five in the morning to bring cupcakes and  doughnuts. But then again it was kind of sweet in a  creepy stalkerish

 reluctantly. ” Fine.” He grumbled. He was mad and  I could tell as he drove away without saying

I groaned shifting around until I fully  woke up.

had changed  out of my clothes and put on fresher ones

muscles and a

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