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.

wave at her dad who waved back

my brother in a few.

heavily and looked at me with a

soon as possible. You’re not off

don’t I

her. We say our good byes and Tiffany leaves with her dad

looked at the car in sadness. I wish I was free from here. Free from this life I

not always been like this and I knew that if she just fought to be free of the chains the drugs had her

my room, I got a glimpse of her door and I lost hope when I remembered

just be impossible with a guy like Neymar breathing

my room and locked the door behind

into my room without my permission

Ty.” Daffodil squeals as soon as they

watch her run up the stairs and he assumed she

the door and just stared at the empty house. For the first time in his life, he wanted a girl

skin itched and under his feet tingled to actually

there, Dora was play ing on full blast.

volume and raised his brow. “Do

“I don’t know. Maybe it would be

strange sounds

the first thing that came to his mind. The second was. Fuck did she hear him and Layla fucking in his room

why she woke up earlier than she normally does when she takes her

Did she hear them?

head and started to itch his scalp.” You heard us this

Why do you two make those sounds? They were so loud. I

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