Layla’s pov

Arching my brow up, I asked her. “Can I help you?

Her glare turns nastier, not that I expected anything less. Her hands go to her hips, her pink nails nearly blinding my eye

Tiffany stiffens beside me.

“Are you that obsessed with me cousin?” She snarls, eyes flashing as she bends a little.

Her breasts nearly spilling out of her sports bra. It was clearly too small for her.

I look at her blankly, blinked and then turned my attention back to my bottle before taking another sip. I was ignoring her completely and she clearly didn’t appreciate it.

  1. 1. Did. Not. Care. The. Slightest.

“You are, aren’t you, you bitch!” She screeched.

I winced by how her voice nearly pierced my eardrums. God, someone needed to put a muzzle on that girl.

Seeing that she didn’t seem to want to move her gaze awafrom me anytime soon, I sighed and gave her the attention she desperately needed. “What the hell are you talking about Karen?”

Her eyes narrowed and I winced inwardly by how long and creepy her fake lashes were. I’m surprised she hadn’t sweat it out from the run. Must’ve glued it pretty securely on there.

“Tyler! I’m talking about Tyler! You want everything I have you whore. You want my life, my family and now my boyfriend!” She screeched and the vein in her neck pulsed out.

Any louder and she might just manage to burst it.

wanted to correct her and say that as of now she and Tyler were supposedly broken up, but I bit my tongue and just decided to

nearly at eye level. “You listen and you listen well. Stay away from my man. He’s mine

boredly and not at all fazed by her threat,

is so silent that even though I spoke lowly, it sounds pretty loud so everyone managed to hear. They were feasting on this,

when I swept her threats

turn like her if you’re not too careful.” She sneered, turning her nose up in a snobbish way.

Not only did

one knew about my mother’s problems with drugs, no one. Except

after my dad left. After that, it seems like everyone followed in his footsteps and left mom and

my veins. I could

subject for me, one I’d rather not

but surely she could see

Karen.” Tiffany manages to murmur behind me. She didn’t like confrontation much and

I appreciated. Karen’s narrowed eyes flick over to her and her sneer turned sour. “And who is this, your bodyguard? Looks

even more and could very well

to my feet swiftly which caused Karen to

and never someone to retaliate with my fist. But she was pushing it and I was quickly getting

at my sides, plastering them to my body as though it would help me from the sudden itch to sock her right

and could see Karen’s eyes shift unsurely. She didn’t know if to take a step back

she figured out what to do when she crossed her arms under her breasts and

least bit fazed, I only leaned forward until she alone would

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