Layla’s pov

“Thanks.” | smiled at Tiffany as she handed me the small black bag that supposedly had the concealer and foundation.

I held the door with one hand so she’d not see how ex tremely dirty inside was. Neymar and mom left an incredi ble mess in the living room, scattered with empty beer cans and cigarette buds.

“You’re welcome. You’re lucky Sarah left these on her last visit.” She snorted and then wiggled her brow. “Are you trying to do a makeover for Tyler? Trying to look as sexy as possible while getting down and dirty?” 

“Shut up. “I rolled my eyes yet forced a smile. I didn’t want her to notice anything was wrong with me. And I prayed she’d not see the marks on my neck.

But it seems I had spoken too soon.

Tiffany’s eyes narrowed as she stares into my eyes. “You were crying.”

I looked away from her. “It’s nothing.”

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She looked worried when I brought my gaze back to her. I didn’t want her to be worried about me. So I decided to tell her something that I was sure would tug her atten tion away from my red and slightly swollen eyes.

“Tyler and I finally did it today.” | winced inwardly knowing her attention would tug away from my red eyes to Tyler and me.

And I was right. Her eyes widen and she looked stunned and excited. “Really? Oh my God. Was it good? Did it hurt? Was he huge like all the girls said he was? Was he quick? Was he slow? Did he treat you well? Was he rough? Did he moan? Did you moan!?” She rushed out in one breath.

Then her eyes drop to my legs. “Some girls say they couldn’t really walk after they had sex with Tyler, far less be able to stand up properly. It’s amazing how your legs aren’t shaking.” She giggled.

I opened my mouth to answer but then no words came out. My mouth slams back shut unsure and very awkward for me to reply to all her questions.

I look over her shoulder. I wave at her dad who waved back at me. Tiffany sighs

to pick up my brother in

heavily and looked at me

soon as possible.

don’t I

say our good byes and Tiffany

I was free from

she just fought to be free of the chains the drugs had her in, she’d be back to how she was

to my room, I got a glimpse of her

might just be impossible with a guy like Neymar breathing down her

head with a sinking heart, I entered my room and locked the

my room without my permission like the

Ty Ty.” Daffodil squeals

run up the stairs and he assumed she was choosing to watch Dora on the TV in her

the empty house. For the first time in his life, he wanted a girl to stay as long as she can. And

had he wanted, no craved, to be in someone’s presence so much that his skin itched and

room. When he got there, Dora was play ing on full blast. He shook his head and pushed out his hand for her to hand him the

lowered the volume and raised his brow. “Do you really want to burst your

“I don’t know. Maybe it

the strange

shit. Was the first thing that came to his mind. The second was. Fuck did

up earlier than she normally does when she

Did she hear them?

on his head and started to itch his scalp.” You heard us this afternoon?” He winces when he

two make those sounds? They were so loud. I thought something was happening.” She

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