Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27

“Is he dead?” I choked out, staring at the  unconscious boy. I couldn’t look at Blake as yet,  too afraid to see the murderous look in his eyes.

“I F*cking hope so.” He answers without an ounce  of remorse. I involuntarily shiver at his voice, so  cold, so void of emotion. It felt like I was talking to  ice.

“You don’t mean that Blake.” I said shakily and  reach out to touch the guy’s neck in search of his  pulse.

“With what he was about to do to you, yes I  F*cking hope he’s dying.” He hisses beside me.

Feeling a slight pulse under my finger has me  breathing out a sigh of relief. Thank God he isn’t  dead. “We need to call an ambula-“

“F*ck no, let him rot here.” Blake snaps, stands up  and backs away a bit.

My eyes widen at the heated anger detected in his  voice. I stand up and turn to him, glaring into his  blue orbs. “We can’t leave him here Blake! He  probably has a concussion or something worse.” I  hissed.

He grinds his teeth in fury. “I don’t F*cking care-“

“You should care because you could end up in jail!”  I cut him off trying to make him see my point of  view.

“The only one I see that’ll end up in jail is this  bastard who might I remind you tried to rape you!  Now you want to play F*cking hero to him. You  stupidly let yourself fall victim to this bullshit. ” He  grits out. His blue eyes ablaze with fury.

His words hurt more than it should. It reminded  me of what transpired a couple of minutes ago

before he came to my rescue. He was right, I  shouldn’t even feel an ounce of remorse for the  guy.

But hearing the tone of his voice and the way he  blamed me for the encounter with the guy has my  blood boiling with outrage.

“Why are you even here? Aren’t you supposed to  be with Stacy somewhere other than here? I didn’t  ask you to come to my rescue Blake, I could’ve  handled it on my own.” I spat in anger.

He raises a mocking brow then throws his head  back and lets out a humorless laugh. “Yeah you  looked like you were handling it alright. The guy

had his Fcking hand in between your thighs Ley! In  between your thighs where I’m the only Fcking one  who can. Yeah so you did look like you had the  situation under control.”

His eyes burn through mine, both of us blazing in  anger. “Don’t act like you care now, you avoided  me like the plague the entire day.” I hissed and  brush a shaky hand over my dress.

It would’ve been easy for the guy to do whatever  he pleased with me. I shivered in fear and disgust  just by thinking about it.

“You’re such a Fcking hypocrite. I tried talking to  you yesterday but you didn’t seem the bit  interested in conversing. Even after I was this  close to Fcking you in that bathroom you made it  clear you didn’t want anything more. I thought you  needed space Ley, sorry I can’t F*cking read  minds!” He says furiously and takes a step towards  me.

The door suddenly opens and bangs on the wall. I  turn around swiftly and my eyes widen in fear  when the pudgy school’s security makes his  presence known.

His white bushy brows furrowed into a frown as he  stared at us in confusion. “What are you guys  doing back here? It is past four now, no one is  supposed to be inside the school at this hour..”

My hands grow cold and Blake stiffen. I know we  were both scared that at any moment now the  security’s eyes would spot the boy on the floor.

My hands turn into fist when at that second the  boy grunts again. The security’s eyes fall down to  the half conscious boy and his eyes widen in alarm.

“What the hell happened here?” He rushes out and  walks over to my almost rapist. “Christ why hadn’t any of you called 911!?” He asks as he bends down  to check the guy’s pulse.

It felt like my body froze in fear as it gripped my  entire being. My lips felt frozen and I was sure that  Blake was too shocked to answer too.

Not hearing our response the man looks up and  sends an accusing glare at Blake. “Did you do  this?!”‘

Blake doesn’t answer and it’s enough to let the  man know that Blake was indeed the one or was a  part of it.

“Stay here both of you, I’m calling the cops.” He  hisses and takes out his walkie talkie and starts  giving whoever on the other end details and  directions to where we were.