Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 62 

I closed the door quietly behind me, not wanting to let  mom know that I was home…early. I curse softly  underneath my breath when it still happens to make a  loud thud. 

I hold my breath when a petite woman rounds the corner  with a basket full of laundry. Her brown hair set into a  messy burn atop of her head. Some tendrils framed her  face as she forced to hold the basket. 

She turns to face the door and her eyes widen in  confusion. She places the basket down on the floor and  saunters over to me. 

“How are you so early today baby? Are you sick?” She  asked using the back of her hand to press on my  forehead and neck. 

“Uhh…” I drew out not knowing what to say exactly. 

Should I tell her the truth? No I probably should not. I  open my mouth to speak but the home phone rings in  the living room.

“I’ll be back.” Mom says and turns around to walk  quickly to the phone. I sighed and start to head upstairs  when she comes around the corner frantically. Her eyes  glaring at me. I gulped. 

“Ashley Grey, why did you break a girl’s nose!?” Mom  hissed coming towards me with the phone still pressed  to her ear. 

I bite my bottom lip shrinking back at the intensity of her  glare. “It was an accident.” 

She scowled. “Your fist doesn’t magically end up on  someone’s nose Ashley.” 

I shrugged. “She was asking for it.” 

Her eyes narrow. “Baby I’ll call you back, I need to talk to  our daughter without you asking me questions through  the phone. It’s distracting. “ 

paled. Dad knew. In fact he was the one who called. But  how did he……..Principal William. Ofcourse he would. I  was now starting to

me. “Ashley what were you thinking? I

“Violent? Mother it was just  a punch nothing more. Her nose will heal unfortunately.”  I mumble the last part begrudgingly.

her hips.  “Unfortunately? Ashley what has gotten into you?

I was tired  of being a target. I was tired that I had to keep Blake and  I’s relationship a secret because I feared what people  would say. I was tired of it all!”

widen as she flinches away. “You and Blake are

she got

that girl that I punched is his ex  girlfriend who thought it would be funny to fake a

even more, almost comically. “She faked  a pregnancy?”

 she’s not actually pregnant. I should tell him

give you the right to punch her  on the nose. You could’ve caused serious damage. I’m  glad that you stood up for yourself but that was not the  way

was right, Stacy  didn’t deserve the punch. She deserved two. I would not  voice this out though. “I

“I am not mad at you darling, let’s hope your  dad doesn’t ground you again. Knowing him,

no way I could survive an  entire year of being grounded. “Mom you have to talk to

will, only if you tell me about

my lips. “I will  just not now. I need to change out of this clothes and

get your a*s down here now!” It was dad.  His voice was

find my fingers tugging the door  open swiftly and amble down stairs. An angry dad was

God I do not want to

suit is still on which means he just came from  work. His head is down, staring at

doesn’t feel right.

drops and I feel  the blood drain from my face as nausea crawls up my  body, wanting a