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.

me, spoke like me, but didn’t act like how I’d normally act.

was still bare. I walked to my closet and put on what I normally wear during the day. An oversized

my lower

we did set a time

a few seconds. Oddly having me thinking

I opened the text.

Have to be somewhere before nine so can you make it for

the time and

I see that he was typing. Then

disappointed somehow. Which

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

was nothing but our arrangement to him as it should

was only seven thirty, which gave me enough time to clean the kitchen and living room like I normally do

me enough time to have a nice long

was still so hungry but I had

opened the pipe, letting the water wash out the white powder

blinked a couple of times to rid the sting in my eyes as I wondered how

little hope that perhaps God had seen what I had been going through and had magically placed

see the fridge empty except for a couple

“Good morning dollface.”

the door of the fridge harshly, my back stiffening as I keep my hand on the fridge, unsure if to turn around

his presence too close for comfort and turned just in time before

him as I backed away from him. Again with his size, it would be

I was backing away to some pans

my frame and I quickly noted how darker they seemed in

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