Layla’s pov

I feel like vomiting.

I’m fisting my hands on my lap, counting down the sec onds until we get to school.

I need to be alone, and get fresh air into my lungs so I can figure out how to not make this hurt.

Why does this hurt?

The arrangement was simply sex and no feelings at tached. I gave him the green light to sleep with other girls. I gave it to him.

Now I feel sick to my stomach and want to bawl out and cry like a baby.

Why do I feel jealous……

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I’m pinching my fingers as I look out the window while try ing my best to not barf in the car or start wailing out of nowhere.

“You shouldn’t care Layla,” I whispered lowly.

“Hmm did you say something Layla?” Henry asked in con fusion beside me.

I shook my head and try my best to drown out his talk about Tyler and Karen making him go bankrupt because they couldn’t keep away from each other.

I didn’t want to hear that Tyler and her hooked up the same day we broke things off.

Why did I just make it sound like we broke up?

I sighed heavily and rubbed my forehead.

came into view I had never been this

of the car as soon as

whispered while swinging the strap of her bag over her

wanted away from this school because I didn’t

sight, and surely didn’t think I’d be able to hold in my vomit if I

didn’t feel like roaming the streets like

the library that was due in

her brows knot. “You don’t seem fine Lai. Is it about….” She

out a heavy breath I uttered. “Don’t say his name

father goodbye and thanking him for the

that mean I can’t talk about Brett?” She whispered when

make me remember his best friend, and then remember his lips, and then remember where those lips had been

now had proven to

my teeth, my hands fisting in

so angry about this when I clearly shouldn’t

breath through my nose and let it out through my mouth before

“Of course you can.”

Now that she had finally gotten his attention, I wanted to be happy for her and not

a massacre of students walking up and down the halls, some beside their lockers, some playing

the hallway

usual for high

he talked to me…” She sighed and when I looked over at her, I can see the gleam in her eyes. She was

one of us is happy. I just really hope Brett was actually

finally been granted.” | joked, nudging my shoulder against

toward my locker. There’s still a red stain the lipstick had left that

sound

was so cheerful this early morning and weren’t surprised to see that it

and a smirk emerged on her face. She starts walking, deliberately taking her time as her posse

at my place. Left late after eat ing and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting me as she whips her

than to slam

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