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.

| asked through gritted teeth. I was this close to blowing a fuse today,

looks disappointed that I didn’t want to engage in a conversation

a disap pointed smile that made her face look

you.”

nodded and stalked over to the stairs. Skipping two at a time to get there quicker and away from

knocked on the door, looking down the hall to see Kerry already at

on

with impatience

the two women

shiver of disgust snaked down my spine

Karen’s loud voice

run into her room, closing the door behind me, and let out

girly room and nearly got blinded by the

the sound of the water running, I knew she

saw that she

never in a serious relation ship, Karen treated what

them to gether and placed those

actually real, with her taking them when

I couldn’t help but feel creeped out that she still kept them despite us clearly

we would never go

photos lined on the shelves to the

back from the shelves I push my hands into the pocket of my

walks out with a small short towel that barely

it would usually

tingled like they had done for Layla to

revolt and the itching to

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