Tyler’s pov

Was I really about to do this to get information on whoev er had written the word whore on Layla’s locker?

I looked at Karen’s house, more specifically her room. It was lit up and I was sure she was waiting for me in there.

I let out an irritated breath and got out of the car. I ap proached the front door and rang the bell.

In just a few minutes someone’s footsteps approach the door. When the door pried open | smile at Karen’s mother awkwardly.

“Oh it’s you Tyler. Thought it was the pizza delivery guy.” Karen’s mom laughed lightly.

“Sorry about visiting this late ma’am, Karen asked me to help her with our history homework that’s due tomorrow.” 

I wasn’t even good at history.

“Oh I know about that, Karen has already informed me that you’d be visiting. And please, how many times must I tell you to call me Kerry?” She giggled and opened the door wider.

“Come in. Come in. Haven’t seen you here in a while.” She smiles and I return an awkward one that she looked past.

Stepping into the house, I stiffen when she ‘accidentally’ squeezed my bicep. She giggled like a school girl. “Oh sorry. You’ve gotten even more toned.”

DODL

Igrit my teeth.

One of the reasons why I avoided coming to Karen’s and usually brought her over to my place was because of her leeching mother who always sees fit to touch me inappropri ately.

A grown woman with a husband and a daughter I had been banging wasn’t my type regardless of my reputation.

through gritted teeth. I was this close to blowing a fuse today, Kerry should thank her

engage in a conversation any longer with her and forces out

her room,” Kerry answered with a disap pointed smile that

you.”

Skipping two at a time to get there quicker and

to

knocked on Karen’s

said loudly with impatience on my

two women in this

shiver of disgust snaked down my spine as peeked at

voice tells

closing the door behind me,

and nearly got blinded

was not in her room and by the sound of the water running, I knew she was in

when I saw that she still

were never in a serious

I’ve been with photoshopped photos of me and them to gether and placed those photos online or in their photo al

actually real, with her taking them when

help but feel creeped out that she still kept them despite us clearly not being on

we would never go

the shelves to the bathroom door that

the shelves I push my hands into the pocket of

short towel

like it would usually do when my

they had done

I felt was revolt and the itching to get out of here as soon as

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