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.

she and Tyler were supposedly broken up, but I bit my tongue

at eye level. “You listen and you listen well. Stay away from my

and not at all fazed by her threat, I just uttered. “Are

that even though I spoke lowly, it sounds pretty loud so everyone managed to hear. They

blazing with anger and frustration. She never liked when I swept her threats to the side or

the daughter of a crackhead. You might just turn like her if you’re not too careful.” She sneered, turning her nose up in a snobbish

words. They drew my attention. Not only did

problems with drugs, no one. Except for her sister who so happens to be

my mother, not after my dad left. After that, it seems like everyone followed in his footsteps

feeling fury run through my veins. I could take anything

rather not

she could see that she was going a

her alone Karen.” Tiffany manages to murmur behind me. She didn’t

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

even more and could very

uncomfortable with the attention pushed onto her, I rise to my feet swiftly which caused Karen to

to retaliate with my fist. But she was pushing it

as though it would help me from the sudden itch to sock her

unsurely. She didn’t know if to take a step back or straighten her spine to pretend like

she crossed her arms under her breasts and

until she alone would be able to hear

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