Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 63 

“Please come over.” I cried pressing the phone to my ear. 

I chose to go to my room to make the call. My phone  was in there anyway but I knew the main reason I stayed  there was because I was beyond embarra*sed to stay in  mom and dad’s presense.

Of all things that had happened to me. This one was the  worst and most embarra*sing. 

“Baby what’s wrong?” Blake’s frantic voice asks on the  other end. My fingers dig into my scalp as I tug at my  black inky tresses harshly. 

I hear the sound of his hasty footsteps. He was running. “They saw it.” I whispered, my throat aching and heart  hurting behind my chest. 

“Saw what? Baby what are you saying? Who are they?”  He rushed out confused. I hear the loud slam of the door  on his end. 

“The picture of us. My mom and dad saw it.” I cried  clenching the material of my tie dye cotton shorts. 

“Shit! Do you mean…” He drawled out. I hear the panic  in his voice. Obviously Blake was scared of my dad’s  reaction. Dad can be very intimidating when needs to be. 

I nod but realize he could not exactly see me. “Yes.” I  croaked out. 

The image of dad’s disappointed face and the shocked  look on mom’s face had a fresh wave of tears flowing  down my cheeks. Will they ever see me the same again?

“F*ck! I’ll be there in a few minutes.” He says. I hear the  rumble of his motorcycle and the call ends. I feel dread  wash over me. What if he gets there and dad kills him? 

Nausea crawls up my throat. I rush to the bathroom to  puke into the toilet. Almost missing the toilet bowl. 

throat burned as tears welled up in my eyes. My  parents just saw a picture

voice. It has been  eight minutes. Eight minutes of me staring at my  reflection in the mirror. I was still in the bathroom, not  wanting to

from crying. My cheeks were  puffer than usual and hair a mess from running my  hands through it many times. I looked like I just

my  parents? Yes. Did I want to crawl

down my body. Too  ashamed to look. I felt disgusting, like a whore. I feared  I’d judge my body so I chose to

It is then I hear the low  rumble of a motorcycle slowing down on our street.

down before dad actually does kill  him. I would not want to explain to

I hear the door open and lift my head  to see that it was dad

see how tense he was. I knew he  was afraid but schooled his features. As soon as he is  beside the door, dad reaches for his shirt and clenches it  in his fist. And

touched my  daughter!” Dad roared pushing Blake to

you doing!?” I screeched reaching beside  them. Dad snaps his eyes to me and

grits and turns his attention

 doing?!” She questions in

to marry her before  going down on her?” He grits, glaring into Blake’s blue

then turn to face dad.

d*ck?” Dad hisses

unhand Blake right now!”

it!” I cried. I was so  thankful that Arden was at

Mom roars angrily.

him completely and

one heated  glare

this way  and even more that