Back With Another Milkshake Novels & Stories

Lila said to the girl behind the counter "What was that about" she asked me and I feigned innocence "What was what about"I repeated her question "You were interrogating Jay"she stated "I wasn't" "You were. Don't deny it, just stop asking him questions okay" I looked at her with a blank expression. She expected an answer from me "Krystabel?"she warned "Fine"I told her The girl behind the counter handed us the milkshake and we headed back to our table. "Here you go"she said as she distributed the milkshakes among us

The waiter came and we looked through the menu to order something. “I’ll have the brown butter toffee milkshake, what about you?” Mason asked me. I didn’t know what to order so I ordered what I had the last time I came here. “A chocolate milkshake with marshmallow whipped cream and extra cherries.” I smiled at the waiter, who smiled back as he noted our order and left.

he complained. "But you said anything for me," I teased. "Anything, not sugar," he said, already sounding defeated. I laughed, completely satisfied with my victory. After getting my milkshake, we headed back home. I leaned against the seat, replaying the entire day in my mind, and a strange warmth spread through my chest. If he kept treating me like this, I might forget I hadn’t said yes yet.

“Please Carmen Sir, kindly get me a cheeseburger and some fries, and a milkshake won't be the worst thing too.” “There we go.”

“Coming right up.” As he placed the milkshake on the table, the door opened and Anthony stepped in.

My fingers tapped lightly against the table, restless, my thoughts louder than the room around me. When she returned with the milkshake, she placed it in front of me with a small flourish. “Here you go.” I wrapped my fingers around the glass, the cold seeping into my skin, and took a sip. It stopped me for a second. “That’s…” I looked up at her, surprised. “That’s actually really good.” She laughed. “We try.” “No,” I said, shaking my head slightly. “This is one of the best milkshakes I’ve had in years.”

Immediately, I drank it whole; without stopping. The moment I finished drinking it, my throat began to itch. Then I started to continuously cough, my throat uneasy. Diego stopped eating and stared at me, while Luis stood, his eyes widened. “Mrs, what's wrong? Are you okay?” I shook my head, still coughing. My breathing was reducing. “Does th– the drink con– contain milk?” I stuttered. “Milk? Yes it does. It is a hangover milkshake,” Luis replied, his voice tense.

Minutes later, the man and one other lady came out with frozen ice packs with the lady holding a tray of Oreo milk shake which coincidentally happened to be my favorite milkshake. I glanced ahead and Coran nodded at me to collect it. Excitement brewed within me while I anticipated what it tasted like, I could already perceive the heavenly taste without even drinking it yet. I drowned the drink down in a manner that I felt so ashamed of myself, it was literally so good that I couldn't drop the glass before I finished everything. “I… I…am,” I was still looking for the right word to defend myself when a loud belch escaped my mouth, embarrassing me further.

After thinking it over, I got in the car. It was late, and it was hard to get a taxi in the villa district at this hour. Zayden drove me to the hospital to get my scraped palms treated. By the time everything was done, and I got home, it was already past midnight. I thanked him. Then, unexpectedly, he said, “If you want to get back at Jason, I’m willing to help.” A bitter smile curled at my lips. “You are both in on it together. What revenge could there possibly be?”