Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 73

Chapter 73 By eBooksCat
Epilogue
~ 5 years later ~
“You’re home.” Mom gushed opening the door wider to
let me in. It was already five thirty, a bit late I may add. I
had taken a plane and a bus to get here. So that would
explain why I reached here so late.
I smile, place my heavy duffel bag on the floor and walk
into her arms. She squeezes me as I inhale her familiar
scent that always soothes me. “Oh I missed you.” She
whispered.
“I missed you too mom.” I answered sincerely.
I had decided to come visit since it was summer vacation
and I would not enjoy spending my vacation days
cooped up in a small dorm room alone.
My roommate, Andie was an Indian who I got along with
fine. She was a bit of a clean freak but could
undoubtedly make the meanest grilled cheese sandwich.
She decided to spend time with her family and I decided
that I spent too long seeing my own.
It was just a few months without seeing them yet it felt
like an eternity. One more year at Harvard and I will not
have to leave them again.
We pull away and I giggle when she reaches up to wipe
the tears away from my eyes. “I can’t believe your
brother decided to stay at Yale instead of coming to
visit.” She humpths.
I shrug. “The last time I spoke to Arden it was a few days
ago. He’s still heartbroken about the breakup with
Rosalie. I think he didn’t come to visit because he’s afraid
he’ll see her around.”
Arden and Rosalie broke things off two weeks ago
because of a photo of a very drunk Arden making out
with another girl. Understandably Rosalie got pissed off
and called it quits.
Arden has been moping ever since. While he had gone
off to Yale, Rosalie stayed here to go to a local college
here along with her brother. The relationship had gotten
strained ever since and seeing Arden kiss the girl was the
last straw.
“If I know my son the way I do he’ll win her back. Afterall
he’s his dad’s son. By the way remind me to throw away
the playstation Rose gave him as revenge for not coming
to visit.” Mom stated and picked up my duffel bag. I
laughed.
“Jeez baby, what are you packing in this bag? It weighs a
ton.” She complained.
I shrugged and walked up the stairs.
“Just some clothes and books I bought. Nothing much.
Where’s dad?” I asked turning to stare at her while
asking the question.
There were also a lot of letters Blake had sent me,
stacked neatly in a little box. As soon as we left high
school Blake had joined the military. He made me
promise to wait for him and promise to come back to
me.
It was really hard not being able to touch or hear his
voice occasionally. It has been a tough five years and I
cannot wait until he is out of deployment.
Our only form of communication was the use of sending
letters since he was not allowed to use personal cell
phones or other devices where they were based.
It had already been two weeks without getting one of his
letters and I was beginning to grow worried. Usually it
took the maximum of a week.
She pants strutting up the stairs behind me. “Your dad
should be here in an hour tops. The office called him for
something urgent.”
“I can hold that mom.” I pointed at the duffel bag she
was struggling with. She nods and walks the remaining
steps to meet me then pushes the bag in my hands. I
groaned at the weight but either way walked to my room

with it.
“Thank you.” I said when mom opens the door for me. I
stride over to my already made bed and settle the bag
on top with a huff.
“Where is Avery?” I asked. Avery was my little sister
who’s four years and would be turning five in a few
months. She’s a little troublemaker but I loved her
dearly.
“Her friend Gina is having a sleepover tonight so she’s
spending the night there. Don’t worry she’ll be home
early tomorrow. She’s excited to see you.” Mom laughs
knowing that the only reason Avery loved my company
was because she treated me like one of her dolls.
Which meant she would force feed me like I was a baby
and apply makeup to my face. I ended up looking like a
clown after but refrain from telling her so. I cringed. “I
missed her but I don’t miss the horrendous makeup.”
Mom laughed agreeing with me.”Well I’ll leave to get
settled and unpack. I’m going to start making dinner.
Tonight I’ll do your favorite, lasagna.” Mom smiled. The
messy bun she had her hair pinned into made her look
more youthful.
I grin. “Great. I’ll just take a shower and a short nap. I’m
jet lagged.” As soon as I finished a yawn slipped pa*s my
lips.
Mom nods in understanding and leaves after. I sighed
and plop down on my bed. University was hard but what
I found the most difficult was not being able to see Blake
everyday.
After I had woken up from the coma five years ago I was
pleasantly and surprised to see that Blake was in the
same room.
His bed beside mine. He had insisted that he would stay
with me and wouldn’t take no for an answer until the
doctors placed him in the same room.
From that day I realized that I didn’t want to take life for
granted and wanted to spend everyday in his arms. We
had nearly died and we survived for a reason. And that
reason was to stand by each other no matter what. Love
each other no matter what . He was my life and I was his.
I pulled the zipper and took out my phone from the bag.
The picture of Blake and I lights up on my screen. We
had taken that picture on the day he left. My heart aches
as I brush my thumb over the screen, my vision blurred.
“I miss you.” I whispered.
When he was not deployed he’d come to visit me at
Harvard. We spent the few days he could spend in each
other’s arms, making love, kissing and trying to make up
for lost time.
It never was enough. I was selfish but I wanted him by
my side every day. And when the time came for him to
leave he took a piece of me with him.
I decided to text Ryan that I was home. I missed him. I
hadn’t seen him for months and the last time I spoke to
him, he started seeing a girl named Kimberly.
That name should ring a bell but it didn’t.
I tried coaxing him to send a picture of the lovely girl
that managed to snatch my bestfriends heart but he
refused. Wanting me to meet her face to face.
Ryan had decided after leaving high school that he felt a
pull to become like his dad, a police officer.
And after going through tough trainings and a few
months of dedication he had accomplished it. Making
everyone proud, especially his dad.
I placed the phone down on the bed and got up to head
to the bathroom. I needed a shower, unpacking can wait.
I groaned, kicking off the covers of my body. I blinked. It
was dark which meant it was night time. Why did mom
not wake me?
I sit up and carefully placed my feet on the floor then
reached over to put on the lamp placed on the dresser
beside my bed. The room lights up and I amble over to
the door.
My belly growls reminding me that I had not yet
eaten.Opening the door I walked downstairs. The living
room light is on so is the kitchen. I hear the soft platter
of rain hitting the roof and the windows. It’s relaxing.
My parents are in the kitchen, laughing at a joke that
pa*sed between them. I raise my eyes to the clock on the
wall. Seven. I didn’t sleep long.
“Mom why did you not wake me?” I grumble striding
over to them. They stop their conversing as dad snaps
his head to me. He gets up quickly lifting me up in his
arms like he did when I was younger.
” Welcome home baby.” He chuckles squeezing me into
his embrace.
“Dad I can’t breathe.” I choked out.
He quickly let’s me go and ruffles my loose hair that I
had cut to reach mid back.
I scowled fake glaring up at him.” You messed up my
hair.” I whine, blowing the few messy strands away from
my face.
He snorts. “You mean the hair that was already messed
up?”
We all laugh as I come to join them. We talked for a few
minutes and they listened to me yapping about
university. Mom had placed a plate of lasagna in front of
me whilst I sat at the kitchen island.
I was a few minutes digging into my lasagna while
listening to dad talk about his work when a horn blares.
Then it blares again this time louder. I drop my fork on
the plate and look at my parents.
“Were y’all expecting anyone?” I asked confused when
the horn blared again.
Dad shrugs while mom bites her bottom lip. “Not that
we know of, but to be sure maybe you should check
who’s out there. Maybe they need help somehow.” Dad
states.
I furrow my brows. Me? “Why can’t you guys go, y’all are
the adults here!” I voiced out.
Dad raise a brow.” Didn’t you tell me a few months ago
that you’re an adult and I should not carry you like a kid
anymore?”
“But I-” I spurted. He had a point. I sighed and got up to
walk to the front door.
I opened it and noticed a jeep parked at front. It was
unfamiliar. I could spot the silhouette of a male but
because of the rain and the dim street lights I was unable
to see who it was.
Standing in the rain? Does this guy want to catch a cold?
“Is there something I could do for you, do you need
help?” I shout over the loud platter of the rain.
“How about a kiss and a welcome home baby?” A loud
familiar husky tone shouts over the rain.
My heart thuds, my eyes filling up with tears. “Blake!?” I
cried out already running towards him. I did not care
that the rain was already soaking me. All I cared at the
moment was to be in his arms.
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