Layla’s pov

There was a loud banging sound that rouse me awake. It was a Saturday morning, early morning.

The sun was already peeking through the cracks of the curtains. But the sun wasn’t the usual scorch of the afternoon sun, it was the slight brush of morning.

Saturday morning…..

Oh. My first day babysitting Daff!

I’m rather thankful for that disturbance in my sleep. If it hadn’t roused me awake I’d no doubt miss half the day sleeping judging by how exhausted my body currently still felt.

And what had caused the exhaustion….

I lifted myself on my elbows and looked down at my phone. A furious blush no doubt hotter than the morning sun kissed my cheeks as I remember what happened last night.

Tyler.

Moaning.

Grunting.

Cumming.

I had fallen asleep. I groan lowly in embarrassment. Had I truly fallen asleep after I had come

Judging by the yawn that fluttered out of my mouth and the sleep lines I could feel on my cheek, then yes, I indeed had fallen asleep. How humiliating..

I cupped my cheeks looking down at my cracked phone. Gosh, I can’t believe who I had been last night. Yes, who I had been, because surely the person last night did not feel like me.

like me, but didn’t act like how I’d normally act. I was like one of my…characters.

walked to my closet and put on what I normally wear during the

my bed, picking up my phone. Biting into my lower lip, I messaged Tyler

we did set

within a few seconds. Oddly having me thinking he

I opened the text.

somewhere before nine so can you make

agreeing with the time and a bit shaky for some

was typing. Then

feel disappointed somehow. Which

shouldn’t feel disappointed at all by his vague replies and the way he didn’t acknowledge what happened in

that this was nothing but our arrangement to him

was only seven thirty, which gave me enough

will also give me enough time to have a

to the kitchen. I was still so hungry but I had gotten used to that hunger

the pipe, letting the water wash out

a couple of times to rid the sting in my eyes as

little hope that perhaps God had seen what I had been going through and had magically placed an apple or two in the

fridge empty

“Good morning dollface.”

door of the fridge harshly, my back stiffening as I keep my hand on the fridge,

comfort and turned just in time

you doing!?” I sneered, glaring at him as I backed away from him. Again with his size, it would

was backing away to some pans and

and I

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